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ruinakete · 2 months

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A small letter could be find at the threshold of her rooms: it was finely decorated with handmade purplish flowers, with a very quirky drawing of what it seemed like a lizard-like creature - seemingly a wyvern - and at the center of the paper, a brief text written in a hasty calligraphy, almost as if she was in a hurry or as if she was very tense in writing this. The text was the following:

《 The glance you gave me that evening was fulminating: I was raptured by your words and your attention for the most amazing creatures among all animals - wyverns. You are like one of them: alluring, fleeting and majestic. 》

On the back of the letter, a signature; the Red Dragoon Knight [ wanted to send it as anonymous, but I couldn't ; v ; ]

NEVER HAD MAGE DRAGON ENTERED HER DEN WITH CAUTION, at least, not with the degree she held now; standing at the threshold with an unwavering, bland gaze, accentuated with emotion only by the arch of a brow. it could not be a student. there was a specific box she had set up outside her office for letters from students, as most were pity stories to twist at her heart until she lessened the strict drop of their grade; in which, none worked, and the repeated offers ceased whatever patience she held towards her pupils.

so, if not a student━━━or at least, a student who followed her manner of organization━━━then a fellow instructor or sister / brother of the church. possibly. most likely. she would have to waste away her time actually giving the letter her time of day. unfortunate but the promise of frequent downtime had not been in the admittance papers so she ought to not complain.

poised claws raise the letter to her face, lips pursed and throat humming a low grumble; the barest of factors announcing her minimal curiosity. on instinct, zephia's gaze had followed the spaces of the paper, singling out the presses of ink and their curved letters before registering the intricate, yet amusingly quirky decor of flowers and wyverns.

the letter was read in seconds.

the mage dragon's skin reddened after a minute.

she sighed, turning over the paper to divert her attention unto anything else━━━if not the signature placed carefully there. sangria eyes narrowed and her lips twitched into the beginnings of a grimace, a curt disgust so glaringly opposed to the abnormal heat rising to her neck and ears.

that evening? how utterly vague. she spoke to plenty this past week, not to exclude the many others who sought her out at different periods of the day.

You are like one of them: alluring, fleeting, and majestic.

as if she was not one of the closest beings to a pure-blooded wyvern!

the door to her room was slammed shut by her hand, given hardly a glance as zephia gripped onto the letter, half a mind to toss it into a fire. away and gone, it would be! but that only meant evidence of the stranger's advance would be destroyed... no, that wouldn't do. instead, after a trained breath, mage dragon carefully folded the letter and set it on her desk. though the stranger had an acute taste and a highly respectable eye for wyverns, their worship of her would be best in person rather than through ink.

another sigh. she turned from her desk, rubbing at her temple, "lord sombron, give me strength. to be fooled by a glance yet cower behind words... tsk."

#reddragonprincess #☽ ━━━━━━ ❝ the cruelty of a mother's greed ・【 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 】 .#☽ ━━━━━━ ❝ to appease the handmade goddess ・【 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 】 .#dare i say that this is the best (?) way to make her flustered (?)? compare her to a wyvern? JAJAJEKMWMEKMWKMSDKMK #zephia vc you're a wyvern enthusiast. i like that in a partner #and yeah my anonymous asks are turned off because of past issues. i do turn them on for events though! sorry about that! orz #but no worries since zephia wouldn't think of minerva since she talks about wyverns to A Lot of people. her main topic besides her man #wanted to answer this before march for timeline reasons ^^ THANK YOU ARIIII!!! i need to reply to their event thread but :pleading:#i hope they get to go on a real date in the future. this will affect the trout population ( me ) and destroy a habitat ( my heart ).#though i don't know if zephia understands whether or not to be insulted flustered proud or exasperated. sorry try again in a century #oh but while i do think zephia is Feeling she's definitely seeing this as a coward's attempt at her heart and will have griss hunt t

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terriblewritingadvice · 6 months

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wait what the fuck new twa video.

#huh huhuhuhuhuhu #twa txt #im like 40 minutes late to this i was ABOUT TO GO TO SLEEP!!!!#honestly now im very glad i ''watched'' the last twa spons wars segment a few days ago #(very liberal use of the word watched /j)#i just turned off my headphones so im stalling a bit until they can charge up a bit more #and i checked jps twitter as one does #and fuckin fuckinnn fucking uhh THE FANART HE RETWEETED LAST TIME???? HOW DID I NEVER SEEE THAAATTT?????#IM GONNA GO INSANE . USJFKHEKQHFJDJG.#the autistic urge to growl about this .. (greed fanart. i mean. obviously. im predictable)

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eevylynn · 6 months

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I don't want to be an asshole, but if I refused to use any corporation that were anti what I believe in, I'd be a hermit who lived off of nothing but fire and rain water.

It fucking sucks, but that's the joys of living in the southern states.

#like bravo to those who stick to their morals and ethics and all #but let's be real here #you want to stick it to corporate america then you gotta go full off the grid living #and even then you still aren't fully free of corporate greed #yes this is because a friend of mine is now turning away from a certain corporate big wig #yet he works for the fucking government #my dude #my guy #you work for the man

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sailorsunspot · 11 months

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I think it's just time for me to admit that actually, in the like 8+ years I've spent playing ttrpgs, I've only had a few truly fun experiences playing DnD 5e.

to be fair to dnd, it was always going to be a lift to keep me around as generic fantasy and high fantasy is NOT compelling or interesting to me in the slightest, so what I think is a main draw of some folks is something i have at best tolerated. But like setting and genre aside, it plays like two separate games - the social part and the combat part, and GUESS WHICH ONE IS IMPORTANT. (I understand that this is DM specific, but also! Argue that the mechanics of the game teach people how to play/DMs how to DM, so at best this is a "the source material severely encourages this" rather than "the game is only about this"),

I hate the combat in dnd. it so often feels repetitive and anti-creative, and I find myself wishing we could just fast forward through the fuckin' 12+ rounds of combat so the baddie can be dead or i can die and be released from this unengaging hellhole. pure spellcasters suck in combat - the bullshit limitation of "only one spell can be cast per round" is so fuckin' lame, spellcasters already dont get the 2+ attack rounds that melee classes get, and already have a resource that they have to expend to literally do anything, why is it a problem if they want to use a cantrip or double up on a spell in the few occasions where they have a bonus actionable spell that is actually applicable.

also all of the charm spells fucking suck ass- why even have them in the first place if the punishment for using them is "you get this minor benefit for an hour but 5 minutes later your target know that you specifically charmed them and will hate you forever".

and the social game is not much better - i cannot count how many times i start games excited to try something different and new and how EVERY ARC/ADVENTURE inevitably ends in "a big fight happens" and it…feels so inevitable that it's like, why do we even bother pretending like there's an alternative to being a murder hobo? why even try anything but running headfirst into the fray and killing everything in sight?

anyway this is a long rant to essentially say that I for one welcome the implosion of wizards of the coast and cannot wait to hasten its demise - and that I think I'm officially done playing dnd. If you like TTRPGs and find that you don't wholeheartedly enjoy the combat (because I do understand that for some people, that is the draw, different strokes for different folks and all), i encourage you to try different systems cause you might find you enjoy them way, way more! I've enjoyed my experience with less crunchy, more story-driven games SIGNIFICANTLY more than I ever have with dnd. I've particularly loved the powered by the apocalypse games, but there are so many other systems out there that could fit your specific niche! obviously i've been on my monsterhearts 2 kick, but I also had loads of fun playing Tales from the Loop, Blades in the Dark, and Trophy Dark. So yeah, try something new man! You might find that it better fits what you love

#ttrpg #anyway i just had to get this off of my chest #hasbro fucking with the dnd community and turning into the villains of the ttrpg world is a BLESSING to me specifically #good run it into the ground and break up this hegemony with your rampant greed plz #also imo #most people dont really like dnd they just like...roleplaying #GIRL PLAY A SYSTEM WHERE ROLEPLAYING IS ACTUALLY A MEANINGFUL AND INTEGRAL PART OF THE SYSTEM CAUSE #ITS NOT IN DND

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found-the-secrets-in-your-eyes · 1 year

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thinking about Zelda

#I've never even once played #but i had the plot explained to me #thinking about being granted powers only to have them taken #only to have the ones youre left with completely destroy you #turning you into an embodiment of greed #and thinking about having to be rescued over and over #not being in charge of your own fate despite being god-like #relying on other people whom as far as youre aware you've never met #crazy #idk i could be 100% off base who knows #if I'm wrong pls tell me i love being wrong and learning new things

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diamondnokouzai · 11 months

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i do not believe nostradamus predicted hitler.

#.din #.txt #being a skeptic is great until i start getting mad #oooooh nostradamus predicted war? near the river danube? in germany? GASP. SHOCK. HORROR.#war in germany had NEVER happened before. AND IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN UNTIL HITLER ROSE TO POWER.#nostradamus couldnt predict his way out of a wet paper bag #if i write a poem thats like. 'the united states is naught but greed / we all know where that shall lead'#then i am not predicting the usa turning into a bullshit dystopia. i am looking at the world around me.#a lot of these 'predictions' are a hell of a stretch.#btw i also hate prophecies in fiction theyre lazy and they piss me off

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1introvertedsage · 1 year

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2023: Power hunger is a turn off.

Greed is a turn off.

Equality for all.

More than enough for everyone.

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tentatechnologies · 1 year

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IM SORRY. WHATS THIS ABOUT FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST DIVORCE

lmao okay so. it's a silly story on its face but I did live through it with her and it is heartfelt, she published a zine where she wrote about it so here it is in her words (sorry for the bad pic, we can't find the physical copy!)

and... yeah! now she works the con circuit and she's almost set to go on the webcomic about this guy she's been working on for six years now! she also wants to do an autobio comic about this ^ whole story, the working title of which is "I Left My Husband For a Fictional Man?!" greed the avaricious is not only a homewrecker in-universe but in real life

#inbox #lorebird #I'm turning reblogs off for this bc she got harassed off tumblr and I don't want this to breach containment lmao #incidentally if you notice anything about greed that has manifested in MY ocs. don't worry about it.#her husband also sucked. ftr #it was a very good thing she got out of there

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thewrongexecution · 2 years

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happy birthday

to ~ 𝕄𝔼 ~

#turns out not only can I do hard content #it's fun as hell besides #three clears! in one day!!!#(after two days' practice with people who knew what they were doing #but that doesn't make it less impressive #to me anyway)#I did also get the Bluefeather Wings off a greed roll #so I guess I'm maxing out Sage next lmao #ff14

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bornchaos · 2 months

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@triggerbigger 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 : " I did not realize what I did. " ——— （ BO BURNHAM : INSIDE ⟋ ACCEPTING ）

𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 , teeth bite down forcefully on themselves spreading a dull , prominent ache throughout jaw , bones grinding together with a harsh creek that if she were even a tad bit mortal , would run the risk of them cracking under the power ( she pictures god , his neck , sinking teeth into him &. ripping him apart like a hound starved ) there's a stutter of breath through nose , making a small , airy noise as chest struggles to keep up with the force . trying to collect herself , for the onceler's sake , not her own . yet all she can think about is how the scale has been completely wrecked , obliterated - 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 . there's a shake in hands , blue hues glowing dangerously , though as they crave to stare into the distance of the void , coraline shuts them slowly , forcing meditation .

( it takes a minute to respond ) ❛ it's okay not to realize - ❜ the immortal begins slowly , but how could she ever make this okay ? bring comfort when there was a clear show of injustice in the new order ? had purgatory been protected , treasured the same way as the heavens , he would be sent there , a place to work through emotions , all the baggage of mortal life . to help one understand themselves &. all they did before moving onto the next , wherever it may be with a clearer mind &. a far better understanding of themselves , as well as the world around them both living &. spiritual ❛ it's human to make mistakes , this was your first time alive - nobody is born knowing better , you simply do what you think is right in the moment . ❜ it's too much , energy builds in body &. forces her to stand , pushing self off the sofa , one hand holds onto forearm while the other hides mouth , index &. thumb pinching upper lip in thought as she begins to pace ❛ the gods themselves are not above stumbling , to force humans to follow rules that we don't even acknowledge ourselves . ❜

eyes snap to the oncelers , laser focused , staring at him far too long before speaking once more ❛ your soul is foggy , unfocused - confused , it's - it's screaming . you need - you need intervention , not hell . you don't deserve this , whatever you did in the mortal world , it does not justify the divine taking short cuts , does not justify them turning their back on you , nor the rest of your brothers &. sisters . ❜

#SHES TWEAKING. SHE'S ACTUALLY TWEAKING OISDHFOISHDOFSF #i am also tweaking actually IM BITING DOWN ONTO MY ARM AND CHEWING IT OFF #THROWS UP ON YOU. HERE. TAKE THIS #inbox.#triggerbigger #cora turning into the onceler defender ... <3 #like yeah you fucked up crazily and you should feel bad and hold yourself responsible..... but which mortal has not given into greed ?#what mortal who once had nothing who gained everything fell into the pit of having ?

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rae-writes · 3 months

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angelic alteration

om brothers x reader

wc : 1.k

warnings: nsfw, corruption kink based

synopsis : when Solomon and Diavolo can't fix the problem, it's up to Mc

a/n : thought the angel event (og) could use some more spice so I poured my entire spice rack on it

“Mc…I’m afraid we have bad news.”

You sighed into the receiver, “Yeah? You guys can’t reverse the magic, can you?”

“Nope!” Solomon chirped cheerfully, “Diavolo and Michael’s magic mixed together too strongly for us to reverse ourselves. You’ll just have to wait for them to go back to normal, or…”

“Or…what?”

“Well, this is just a theory, but what if you just corrupted the angelic magic and forced their demonic sides back out?”

“Corrupted, huh..? I like the sound of that.”

†

“I can feel the magic trying to stop me…how. stupidly. annoying.” Lucifer accentuated each word of his complaint with a sharp thrust, face pinched in concentration as sweat beaded at his temple.

He’d be damned if something as trivial as a hexed bracelet from the celestial realm kept him from indulging in you, the one temptation he would never dare ignore.

Your nails dug crescent moons into his shoulders, thighs squeezing at his hips tightly as you moaned and panted beneath him. “Lu-ci-fer! S-slow d-own!”

He growled and sped up in response, snapping his hips into you harshly, “How dare they try to turn me back? I am the Avatar. Of. Pride!” Once again, each word was accentuated with a thrust, making his cock hit deeper and deeper each time.

And he was so fucking proud each time he had you a moaning mess underneath him, crying out his name, begging him not to stop— you made his sin flood his entire body every time.

An electric charge cracked through the air for a brief second before the bangle broke in half, magic forcibly shattering under Lucifer’s sheer prowess.

He grinned sharply, capturing your legs against your chest in a mating press as he went even harder. His wings shedded to black, spanning out proudly behind him as the halo melted down into his horns.

“I’m going to ruin you, do you hear me? You’re not leaving this bed- not tonight, or in the morning, or maybe even until tomorrow afternoon…I’m keeping you until I’ve had my fill.”

†

The sight of Mammon’s blue eyes peering up while his mouth was busy pleasuring you had always been a pretty sight— the shimmering halo was only a little bonus this time.

But you wanted his horns to hold onto. “Just like that, Mams…doing so well, pretty boy.” Your hips rocked over his mouth, grinning down at him with gold flickering in your eyes.

He was all about giving now that the bangle had taken hold, which even before, Mammon always keened when you sat on his face and just used him.

The second born was moaning and whining and whimpering against your skin as his tongue lapped up everything he could, “Mmph- like this? ‘M I doing good, Mc?”

“Y-yeah, baby, fuck— so good…” you carded your fingers through Mammon’s hair, feeling him get more and more excited before you lifted up off his face.

And he was absolutely distraught with the lack of your taste, desperate cry leaving him as he tried to chase after you. “No, no, no! Mc, please, come back— wasn’t done, wanna taste you still, wanna make you feel good, please!”

The laugh you let out made him whine even louder, fingers gripping frantically at your thighs. It was like a switch flipped, magic being overtaken by his greed.

His eyes flickered gold like yours, a whiny growl escaping him. He forced you on your back within a second, mouth working at you even more desperately now as he held you down and took what he wanted— and he wanted to make you cum.

“Jus’ let me, please let me make you cum— you taste so good, Mc, I don’t wanna stop. Want you to scream my name and yank my hair, grip my horns, just give me more- more, more, more!”

†

A small shriek left Levi when you rammed against his prostate, hiccuped cries of your name following. His back arched, wings flaring out behind him, making you hit even deeper spots inside of him.

With his new attitude, he’d been letting everyone else spend time with you and he was finally feeling the built up envy creep along his spine, right beside the spikes of pleasure.

“Aww…look at you. So sweet for me, huh? Why so shy, Levi? Wasn’t this what you meant about strengthening connections?”

Garbled sounds left him, courtesy of your fingers stuffed in his mouth. His eyes rolled back, hands gripping at your hips desperately, though it wasn’t clear if he was pushing you away or pulling you closer.

“How am I gonna know I’m doing good if you don’t tell me, ‘vi? C’mon, sweet thing, tell me. Or do you not want me?”

It was like you asked the unthinkable. A loud whine left him and his tail returned, knocking the halo right off his head before it coiled around your abdomen.

“No! I want you, I want you so badly, please keep fucking me— don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Diamond shaped scales scattered across his body as the magic wore out.

You cooed, thrusting into him sharply, making his body lurch, “Good boy, Leviathan..”

†

“Fuck!” Satan cries out, fingers digging into his white wings to try and keep them from fluttering. His back arched almost painfully, loudly begging you to keep going.

“Oh, look at you…” the coos that left you made him flush red, giving you a great sense of satisfaction. This was the most he’d been riled up since putting that ridiculous bangle on.

Your thighs were burning at the unforgiving pace you were riding him at, beads of sweat splashing onto his skin, so you decided to change the game a little.

“Come on, Tannie, if you want it, work for it.” You settled your weight on top of him, ceasing your movements as you cockwarmed him instead.

A displeased growl comes from the back of his throat, eyes snapping open with a glowing green. “Mc, move! Please!”

Slowly, the halo above his head began to flicker and dim before it shattered, dissipating in the air. Another growl escaped him as his wings followed suit, tail lashing out like a whip.

“That’s it— c’mon-!” You gasped when he yanked you forwards, chest pressing against his as his tail locked you in place. The only sounds that could leave you now were broken moans as he fucked you almost viciously.

“You know how I feel about you fucking. teasing. me. Feels good doesn’t it? Yeah? Cause I’m not stopping. ‘M not stopping until I physically can’t fuck you anymore— fuck, I needed you.”

†

Unabashed moans echo off the walls of Asmo’s bathroom as the fifth born writhes under your touch. The sound of water sloshing makes his cheeks burn fiery red and the sound of you moaning back at him makes it even worse.

“W-wait! You d-don’t have to— oh!”

“Shh, Azzy…’m just taking care of you. You were so hard and aching…could see it even though you tried to hide under the water.”

The white feathers ruffled with pleasure (slowly shedded away and turning back), hips jerking frantically to chase the pleasure. The bangle’s magic was completely buried under how hot you made him feel and the feeling of you licking along the edges of his leathery wings increased it ten fold.

“Yes, Mc, like that— don’t stop, just like that, just like that!” Amso curled over on you, horns knocking against your shoulder as he cried out even louder.

You fisted his cock harder and swiped your thumb over the tip relentlessly, “Yeah? Made you feel so good, you corrupted yourself, huh? Pretty little Azzy…come on, cum.”

The squeal he let out cracked halfway through, broken cries of your name following like a mantra. His hand encased yours, making sure you didn’t stop jerking him off.

“K-keep going, don’t stop! Wanna cum for you again ‘n again, gotta make up for when I was giving you away to the others, please, please, let me cum again for you!”

†

“H-haaah…ah! M-Mc…what’re you..o-oh..doing?”

“You said it made you happier seeing others get to eat, so…” you hummed, licking your lips before digging your tongue back into the slit of his cock, “I’m just..enjoying my meal…”

Beel had always lost his cool when you went down on him, finding your mouth to be too good at pleasuring him. The growl he let out was something only a demon could make.

The glowing of the bangle did nothing to deter you— in fact, you only laughed and peered up at him with the red sin of gluttony swirling through your irises. With another hum, you enveloped his cock in your mouth and forced your head as far down as you could, swallowing around him.

He tried so hard to not buck into your mouth or grip at your head as the magic worked to keep his ravenous nature at bay, but…that’s just not who he was anymore.

“C’mon, Beelie…want you to cum in my mouth, I wanna taste you..pretty please? Let me have it…”

A low groan fell past his lips, hips finally jerking up and accidentally making you choke. A rushed apology was given as his fingers tangled in your hair and gently guided your head at a faster pace.

The beating of his insectual wings was rapid as he got closer, magic completely dissipating when he let out a sound akin to a small roar, grabbing at his own horns when he came.

Watching you pull away with visibly stuffed cheeks, slowly working on swallowing it all (though drops still ran down your chin) made a sharp pang shoot through him.

“Thank you…you always make me feel so good, Mc…but..now ‘m hungry. Let me return the favor..wanna taste you too.”

†

“A-are you sure…this is o-okay?” Belphie chokes out quietly, hands pressing down on your hips to keep you pinned to the bed with your knees bent to your sides.

Your fingers curl in the sheets, body lurching forward at each thrust, “yeah, ‘s okay— feels good, doesn’t it? You’re doing so good, Bel…”

The clipped whines and gasps that Belphie was making made his cheeks flair with an embarrassed flush; but you were right. It felt so. fucking. good. And he didn’t think he ever wanted to stop.

Through the pleasure, it was easy to ignore the glowing bangle on his wrist and the voice in the back of his head telling him that he should have more reservations- that he shouldn’t be doing this— that voice wasn’t even his. Belphie wanted this, he did!

As your hands stretched back to claw at his lower stomach, you moaned out his name and wiggled your hips, begging him to go faster.

“Please, Bel…know you can go f-faster than this, want you to fuck me— please, please, please! Don’t wan’ you to be an angel, want you to be my demon again-!”

Magic cracked in the air, sending the hair on the back of your neck rising before a familiar tail curled around your stomach and yanked your lower half higher up, forcing your chest further into the mattress.

The attic bed creaked with the force he slammed into you at, whines mixing with growls now; his horns pressed against your skin as he rested his forehead against your back, making it arch even more. “Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless again? Couldn’t even go a couple days without having me play with you, fuck, you’re such a slut for me.”

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