Leader of the Church of Unitology on Terra 3. Richest man most of the known galaxy. Philanthropist, dictator, spiritual leader. He will raise the god from the depths of the abyss. mun is 30+ minors dni
Welcome to my blog containing an original OC tied into an original universe with bits of deadspace thrown in. Robert Carson is owned by me and is part of the current world I've been building around my character Izzy Nova. This blog will have many triggers and dark themes so please be aware before you interact. There will be a lot of nsfw that does not revolve around sexual themes. There will be very dark topics and if you cannot handle them then please don't follow. Rules will be under the cut.
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Mun does not equal muse. Mun does not condone Carson's actions.
There is no redeeming Carson. He is set in his ways and will not change. He is a zelot and drunk on power. He is rotten to his very core.
He can die but has a countless amount of backup bodies to download his consciousness into. The bodies will vary in age.
There is a lot of dark topics including but not limited to: torture, abuse, genocide, murder, brain washing, kidnapping, torture of children, forced surgical procedures, cult like behavior, worship of non god entity, religious trauma, racism, classism, xenophobia, gore, non consensual sexual acts (will be described not role played and only as story elements will not be graphic and only if discussed beforehand), forced pregnancies using eldritch materials, genetic modifications. More will be added if they come up.
Regarding sex: it will not be written in rp format. If sex is involved it will be implied. If sexual torture is mentioned it will not be written in a sexual way. It will be written to explain what will be involved. It will not be written explicitly and will not happen unless given written consent by other party.
He is rich beyond compare and will pay to control local authorities and other groups to ensure that no crimes are brought to light. News is moderately controlled by the church. Muses from a reporter background will not be able to post groundbreaking stories about what he's done. The media will censor everything about him as he pads their wallets.
He enjoys tormenting children as they are weaker than him. If this bothers you do not bring up children around him.
Don't be an asshole.
I reserve the right to stop an rp at any time for any reason. I will not rp in dms. I will not rp Carson off tumblr outside of a few trusted discord servers.
He is tied to the world I've been building and most of it is headcanon based. I can put him in new worlds but he will be tied back to his original world.
Unless otherwise specified all interactions are their own separate worlds. No timelines intersect so no two characters will know what is going on between them.
Moth wheezed in pain, he was shaking and looked up at Carson from where he was knelt on the floor. He was pressing against stab wounds given to him, his clothes in tatters, deep blue eyes looked up at him pinkish tears streaked his cheeks. â Do you feel better now? â He asked quietly, hoping Carsonâs anger had subsided by him taking the wrath.
He had suffered a bad deal by taking Moths advice so he took out his anger on his sarcastic person. That scoff he'd given was enough to set him over the edge so he stabbed Moth until he felt better. As blood began to pool under his body and his clothes were in tatters he took a calming breath and rolled the dagger in his palm. "From now on don't suggest things you have no idea how they work. I have a mess to clean up because of your suggestion. Now go get cleaned up and head to the medical wing."
Moth made a mistake, he knew that, it was a bad day and a bad choice of words. So he suffered the consequences and got stabbed multiple times, he was left with burning and throbbing pains. Blood spilled through his fingers, pooling under him he was left trembling. When Carson spoke he bit his lip and took a shuddered breath before he nodded, â Okay⌠â He mumbled, â Iâm sorry. â He struggled and got up, obeying the command he staggered to the medical wing.
After an agonising hour he was, cleaned, sewn up and covered in bandages. After that he retreated to his room and cleaned up, administering pain relief he had been denied since then; changing into some neat clothes, a loose black blouse with an open front exposing his chest and tight high waist pants.
Returning to Carson he struggled to keep calm, letting out a breath he reached out with a trembling hand and entered the office again. As he stepped inside his body rippled and he was suddenly in his female form, long black hair falling down around his shoulders. With how his shirt was open his breasts were visible as he walked over to Carson, half amazed the maids had cleaned the blood already, and stood there next to him ready for his inspection and to be told what he had to do now⌠he knew heâd have to make up for his mistake even after being stabbed.
He watched Moth leave and waited until he was gone before calling in his maids to clean up his mess. They worked quickly rolling up the bloody rug and replacing it with a clean one before taking the soiled one off to be professionally cleaned. The rest of the blood was cleaned and the room sanitized before sprayed with a calming scent to hopefully keep him from causing anymore harm to anyone who came across him. He went to his desk and cleaned himself up before seeing he was a bloody mess.
Returning to his room he stripped and took a shower. Scrubbing the blood from his hands and arms he made himself clean before drying off and moving to his closet. He dressed professionally and looked immaculate once more as he looked at himself in his mirrors. Adjusting his sleeves and collar he sighed before heading back to his office. Sitting down he waited for Moth and wasn't disappointed when he arrived.
Looking over his wounded female form he sat there stiffly as if he still held some anger inside of him. "What have we learned?" Wrapping an arm around his waist he pulled him down onto his lap so he could have better access to his breasts.
Moth wheezed in pain, he was shaking and looked up at Carson from where he was knelt on the floor. He was pressing against stab wounds given to him, his clothes in tatters, deep blue eyes looked up at him pinkish tears streaked his cheeks. â Do you feel better now? â He asked quietly, hoping Carsonâs anger had subsided by him taking the wrath.
He had suffered a bad deal by taking Moths advice so he took out his anger on his sarcastic person. That scoff he'd given was enough to set him over the edge so he stabbed Moth until he felt better. As blood began to pool under his body and his clothes were in tatters he took a calming breath and rolled the dagger in his palm. "From now on don't suggest things you have no idea how they work. I have a mess to clean up because of your suggestion. Now go get cleaned up and head to the medical wing."
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth just kept giving affection to Carson, he kept his fingers running through his hair and just pressed his chest into the fondling hand. He only wore his female body for Carson, Marcus and Harold hadnât ever seen it, he saved it just for Carson and he made sure to declare that. When Carson spoke Moth let out a laugh before gasping softly at the bite, he tilted his head some and gripped his hair holding him closer, â Whoâs craving who here. â He groaned before grinding his hips down again.
He groaned when Moth ground his hips down against him again. Part of him was starting to think that he was insatiable with how often he was ready to be taken and abused by him. Sliding his hand down from his chest to his hip he gave a tight bruising squeeze. "Seems to me you're craving me yet again. I'm sure you won't be satisfied until you can't walk and ache for days after I'm done with you. Isn't that right?"
Moth was used to winding Carson up, he knew how easy it was to get his attention this way. When Carson gripped his hip he took a deep breath, as Carson spoke Moth looked to him with a turn of his head, â Maybe~ â He teased, trying to wiggle again, â But donât you want to do it too? You enjoy doing this. â He pointed out amused. â You love doing it to me. â He was purposefully winding Carson up now.
Carson just grinned and bent Moth over the desk before fumbling with his pants again. Once he finished and was sure Moth wouldn't be walking for a good long while he bit his shoulder again leaving a deep mark behind. "Sometimes I feel like you only care about my dick and my money." He teased as he left Moth to clean himself up. Getting a cloth he wiped himself clean before binning it and fixing up his clothes. Once he looked clean and proper again he checked the time. "Dinner will be ready within the hour. Go clean yourself up and make yourself presentable for it."
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth just kept giving affection to Carson, he kept his fingers running through his hair and just pressed his chest into the fondling hand. He only wore his female body for Carson, Marcus and Harold hadnât ever seen it, he saved it just for Carson and he made sure to declare that. When Carson spoke Moth let out a laugh before gasping softly at the bite, he tilted his head some and gripped his hair holding him closer, â Whoâs craving who here. â He groaned before grinding his hips down again.
He groaned when Moth ground his hips down against him again. Part of him was starting to think that he was insatiable with how often he was ready to be taken and abused by him. Sliding his hand down from his chest to his hip he gave a tight bruising squeeze. "Seems to me you're craving me yet again. I'm sure you won't be satisfied until you can't walk and ache for days after I'm done with you. Isn't that right?"
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth savoured the way Carson leaned into his touch, he kissed him deeply and leaned into him as the arms came around him. He pressed into the older man and just melted into the kiss. When finally released, his face was flushed red and he was breathing a little harder than usual. â Well Iâm sure theyâll manage being alone for a while, theyâre all grown up. â He laughed before sighing as Carson went back to his meeting. So slipping on his gloves he glanced back at Carson before heh moved and flopped onto the couch. Sighing he poked at some of the wounds he was left with, especially the bites on his breasts.
He acted like nothing had happened and just dismissed his prolonged absence as an important call that he needed to take. Nobody ever asked him to elaborate, why would they, so the meeting went on as planned. He discussed logistics and income projections. The meeting would probably sound pretty boring to Moth if he was listening in to any of it. Eventually he finished and closed down the display. Leaning back in his chair he stretched a bit and muffled a yawn. Those meetings were getting duller and duller by the day. It was like nobody knew how to do their damned jobs.
Moth just lounged on the couch as Carson went through his meetings, occasionally listening in he found it utterly boring and dull. So he just focused on his social feed and resting, he wasnât paying attention as time bled by but soon he saw Carson finish up. Standing up as Carson stretched and yawned he passed over and dropped himself onto the manâs lap, â Was it fun? â He asked teasingly, giving a little wiggle and pushing his chest out some to make his breasts pop.
When Moth came over to sit on his lap he wrapped his arms around his waist. Just enjoying the closeness he sighed and rested his head against his shoulder as if to show how bored he'd gotten during the meeting. "I swear that company couldn't find its own ass with both hands and a mirror." Rolling his eyes a bit his attention was soon on Moths breasts as he made them pop out a bit. Reaching up to grasp one he just took his time fondling and squeezing one of them like a stress ball.
As Carson rested his head against his shoulder he reached up and gently ran his fingers through his hair, he chuckled softly at Carsonâs remark, â Thatâs humans for you. â He remarked before Carson had zoned in on his breasts. He just smirked as he began to squeeze and fondle one of them, Moth just gently ran his fingers through his hair. â So whatâs next? Any more meetings or are you free? â He asked, peppering him with attention.
He thrived on the attention that Moth gave him. It made him almost give actual affection back. Keeping his cheek against his shoulder he just kept messing with his breasts taking time to just savor the feeling of them and knowing that this female body of his was just for him. "I have time before my next meeting. Why? Are you craving me again?" Teasing him a bit he moved to gently bite down on his shoulder enough to leave marks.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth savoured the way Carson leaned into his touch, he kissed him deeply and leaned into him as the arms came around him. He pressed into the older man and just melted into the kiss. When finally released, his face was flushed red and he was breathing a little harder than usual. â Well Iâm sure theyâll manage being alone for a while, theyâre all grown up. â He laughed before sighing as Carson went back to his meeting. So slipping on his gloves he glanced back at Carson before heh moved and flopped onto the couch. Sighing he poked at some of the wounds he was left with, especially the bites on his breasts.
He acted like nothing had happened and just dismissed his prolonged absence as an important call that he needed to take. Nobody ever asked him to elaborate, why would they, so the meeting went on as planned. He discussed logistics and income projections. The meeting would probably sound pretty boring to Moth if he was listening in to any of it. Eventually he finished and closed down the display. Leaning back in his chair he stretched a bit and muffled a yawn. Those meetings were getting duller and duller by the day. It was like nobody knew how to do their damned jobs.
Moth just lounged on the couch as Carson went through his meetings, occasionally listening in he found it utterly boring and dull. So he just focused on his social feed and resting, he wasnât paying attention as time bled by but soon he saw Carson finish up. Standing up as Carson stretched and yawned he passed over and dropped himself onto the manâs lap, â Was it fun? â He asked teasingly, giving a little wiggle and pushing his chest out some to make his breasts pop.
When Moth came over to sit on his lap he wrapped his arms around his waist. Just enjoying the closeness he sighed and rested his head against his shoulder as if to show how bored he'd gotten during the meeting. "I swear that company couldn't find its own ass with both hands and a mirror." Rolling his eyes a bit his attention was soon on Moths breasts as he made them pop out a bit. Reaching up to grasp one he just took his time fondling and squeezing one of them like a stress ball.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth savoured the way Carson leaned into his touch, he kissed him deeply and leaned into him as the arms came around him. He pressed into the older man and just melted into the kiss. When finally released, his face was flushed red and he was breathing a little harder than usual. â Well Iâm sure theyâll manage being alone for a while, theyâre all grown up. â He laughed before sighing as Carson went back to his meeting. So slipping on his gloves he glanced back at Carson before heh moved and flopped onto the couch. Sighing he poked at some of the wounds he was left with, especially the bites on his breasts.
He acted like nothing had happened and just dismissed his prolonged absence as an important call that he needed to take. Nobody ever asked him to elaborate, why would they, so the meeting went on as planned. He discussed logistics and income projections. The meeting would probably sound pretty boring to Moth if he was listening in to any of it. Eventually he finished and closed down the display. Leaning back in his chair he stretched a bit and muffled a yawn. Those meetings were getting duller and duller by the day. It was like nobody knew how to do their damned jobs.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth just tried to sit up and ignore the aching in his body, luckily he had filled his RIG with nanites before hand. He sat up on the desk and carefully stretched before he spoke. When Carson replied he looked at him, â You seem distracted by something⌠I just wanted to know if I should disappear if you get bored of me. â He shrugged a little. He shifted and started to dress again, struggling with shaking hands but he managed. â Will you ever want me gone? Or am I to be yours forever? â He asked.
He fixed his tie again before moving to his cufflinks as if needing to keep his hands busy while Moth composed himself. His words were annoying and he found himself frowning at him. "Bored of you? Just who do you think I am? Do I ever get bored of anything? I may put things aside but I do return to them later." Just what was he getting at? Did he expect to be tossed aside or was this some trick to make him publicly propose to announce him to the world. "Keep this up and everybody will know about us."
Moth listened to Carson as he got dressed, he wasnât trying to upset him, but he couldnât help but feel fear for being abandoned. His trauma was deep. â Sometimes you⌠get rid of things. â He muttered before sighed and gave him a look as he fastened a strap. â Iâm not doing that, weâre a private thing. If you want me you keep me to yourself. â He huffed before standing up. He wobbled a bit but stood still, he walked over to Carson and reached up to fix his collar, â I know Iâm yours, you just seem to have something thatâs keeping your attention elsewhere. Whatâs caught your eye? â He asked.
When he was reassured that they were still a thing so long as they remained private he seemed to relax a bit. Moth really seemed to have some sort of abandonment issues to ask if he was going to be tossed aside so much. That made him wonder; would he ever get rid of Moth? Frowning a bit he leaned into Moths touch as he fixed his collar. "You are mine and mine alone. Nobody will ever take you away from me and live. Yes I've been preoccupied as of late but that doesn't mean I'm throwing you away."
Moth just focused on fixing Carsonâs collar, he couldnât help but smiled a little as Carson leaned into his touch. He then reached up and pressed a hand to the manâs cheek, as Carson spoke Moth relaxed a little hearing he wasnât going to be thrown away. â Good, thatâs how it should be. â He huffed before leaning up on his tip toes he kissed Carson deeply on the lips, barely pulling away he met Carsonâs gaze, â What would you do of someone tries to take me away? â He asked softly, â How would you handle it? â
Leaning into his touch he seemed to puff out like a peacock at the kiss. This is how it should be. Moth should be doting on him and confident that he belonged at his side. Wrapping his arms around him he pulled him close and kissed him again just as deeply. Letting him go he stepped back and dusted himself off. "I need to get back to my meeting. They've been on hold this whole time." He smirked knowing the power he had over people. Letting Moth get dressed he went back to his seat and pulled up his screen. Making sure that Moth was out of frame he returned to his call as if nothing had ever happened.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth just tried to sit up and ignore the aching in his body, luckily he had filled his RIG with nanites before hand. He sat up on the desk and carefully stretched before he spoke. When Carson replied he looked at him, â You seem distracted by something⌠I just wanted to know if I should disappear if you get bored of me. â He shrugged a little. He shifted and started to dress again, struggling with shaking hands but he managed. â Will you ever want me gone? Or am I to be yours forever? â He asked.
He fixed his tie again before moving to his cufflinks as if needing to keep his hands busy while Moth composed himself. His words were annoying and he found himself frowning at him. "Bored of you? Just who do you think I am? Do I ever get bored of anything? I may put things aside but I do return to them later." Just what was he getting at? Did he expect to be tossed aside or was this some trick to make him publicly propose to announce him to the world. "Keep this up and everybody will know about us."
Moth listened to Carson as he got dressed, he wasnât trying to upset him, but he couldnât help but feel fear for being abandoned. His trauma was deep. â Sometimes you⌠get rid of things. â He muttered before sighed and gave him a look as he fastened a strap. â Iâm not doing that, weâre a private thing. If you want me you keep me to yourself. â He huffed before standing up. He wobbled a bit but stood still, he walked over to Carson and reached up to fix his collar, â I know Iâm yours, you just seem to have something thatâs keeping your attention elsewhere. Whatâs caught your eye? â He asked.
When he was reassured that they were still a thing so long as they remained private he seemed to relax a bit. Moth really seemed to have some sort of abandonment issues to ask if he was going to be tossed aside so much. That made him wonder; would he ever get rid of Moth? Frowning a bit he leaned into Moths touch as he fixed his collar. "You are mine and mine alone. Nobody will ever take you away from me and live. Yes I've been preoccupied as of late but that doesn't mean I'm throwing you away."
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
Moth just tried to sit up and ignore the aching in his body, luckily he had filled his RIG with nanites before hand. He sat up on the desk and carefully stretched before he spoke. When Carson replied he looked at him, â You seem distracted by something⌠I just wanted to know if I should disappear if you get bored of me. â He shrugged a little. He shifted and started to dress again, struggling with shaking hands but he managed. â Will you ever want me gone? Or am I to be yours forever? â He asked.
He fixed his tie again before moving to his cufflinks as if needing to keep his hands busy while Moth composed himself. His words were annoying and he found himself frowning at him. "Bored of you? Just who do you think I am? Do I ever get bored of anything? I may put things aside but I do return to them later." Just what was he getting at? Did he expect to be tossed aside or was this some trick to make him publicly propose to announce him to the world. "Keep this up and everybody will know about us."
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
He was in the middle of a meeting when Moth came in so at first he didn't notice him. When he did he excused himself from said meeting and put his screen on do not disturb. Getting up he walked over to him and just admired his female form before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him close against him. "What's the special occasion?" Smirking down at him it was clear what that outfit was doing to him.
Moth knew Carson was in a meeting, but he didnât care, catching the eccentric old manâs attention was easy. When he was approached he smiled up at him before leaning into him, pressing his breasts firmly to Carsonâs chest, â No reason, I just thought Iâd change things up a little. It gets boring if things stay the same all the time. â He laughed, slipping his arms up around Carsonâs neck, â What donât you like it? â He asked amused, even though he knew Carson did, he was just teasing him now.
Pulling him closer to feel his breasts against his chest he smiled that sick slimy smile he had just for Moth. "Oh you know I like it. So what do you want this time? You always pop the tits on when you want me to do something or get you something." Leaning down he kissed him roughly before picking him up with one arm and carrying him over to the desk. Setting him down on the edge of it he wrapped his legs around his waist. "So what is it this time?"
Moth just melted into Carson, seeing that smile he couldnât help feeling the shiver that ran down his RIG. That was something for him, it made him feel like he wasnât just something on the side of the road, it almost felt like he mattered. At the question he laughed, â No I just felt like being in this body today. â He remarked before he kissed him back, a small squeak escaped him as he was picked up and carried to the desk. Once sat down he wrapped his legs around Carsonâs waist and just looked to him with deep blue eyes, â Honestly itâs nothing, I just wanted to put it on. Why did you want me to take it off? â He teased the threat of making them disappear.
He almost growled when Moth threatened to take away his female body from him. Grabbing his hips he pulled him closer and ground their hips together. It was clear what effect that form had on him. Pulling him into another kiss he made sure to bruise his lips before biting at them to draw blood. "You're lucky that I have time for you. Now lose whatever you don't want to keep before I rip it off of you." Threatening to rip the underwear right off of him he made short work of his belt and moved to his zipper.
Moth gasped as Carson grabbed his hips, he felt the bruising spread and he kissed him back, letting out a whine as Carson kissed and bruised his lips, he tasted blood and gasped before the threat of having his clothes torn off he quickly unlatched the straps of his corset and wiggled free. â What you donât want to have time with me anymore? â He teased before he was soon mostly naked save for the black and red lingerie that cling to his waist and pushed up his breasts, he shifted to lean back against the desk and rocked his hips into Carsonâs. He reached up and cupped the older manâs cheek, rubbing his thumb under his eye he hooked his fingers on Carsonâs jaw and pulled him into a kiss.
He watched with great fascination as Moth worked on getting out of all the straps and bits of his outfit. It looked like it had taken a bit of time to get on in the first place. Once stripped down to his lingerie he began to run his hands over Moths exposed flesh with hunger in his eyes. "Oh you know exactly what you're doing. And you're going to get what you deserve." Kissing him roughly again he ran his nails down Moths sides to tease him a bit.
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He pulled his pants up and zipped them closed. Redoing the fastener he grabbed his belt and fixed that as well. Eyes raking over Moths bitten and bruised body he seemed proud of himself. "You are such a little whore for me aren't you?"
Moth did his best to get out of what had taken a fair few maid to get into, but he had a new set of lingerie underneath. As Carson ran his hands over him he just savoured the touch and feeling of closeness in a way no one else could compete. He smirked up at him as he spoke and dug his nails into his jaw before kissing him back, gasping against his lips as the nails raked down his sides leaving red marks in their wake. â Go on then, show me. â He taunted back.
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Moth lay on the desk panting, his body covered in marks and bites, he looked up at Carson and used a foot to rub against his leg as he grunted a little to prop himself up on his elbows. â Whore? â He asked with a laugh, â What does that make you huh? â He asked amused, â Are you ever going to get bored of me? â He asked after a pause. Running a hand gingerly over a particularly nasty bite on his breast.
He adjusted his shirt and tie from where Moth had grabbed onto him to get more leverage during their encounter. Once he looked prim and professional again he looked down at the mess he had made of Moth. Those bites looked just as deep as he wanted to leave scars behind. That was another way of marking him as his was to leave as many scars as possible across his supple flesh. "Bored of you? What's brought this on?" He asked giving him a half annoyed look. Moth was one who seemed to desire emotions and feelings that he didn't have the time to address.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
He was in the middle of a meeting when Moth came in so at first he didn't notice him. When he did he excused himself from said meeting and put his screen on do not disturb. Getting up he walked over to him and just admired his female form before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him close against him. "What's the special occasion?" Smirking down at him it was clear what that outfit was doing to him.
Moth knew Carson was in a meeting, but he didnât care, catching the eccentric old manâs attention was easy. When he was approached he smiled up at him before leaning into him, pressing his breasts firmly to Carsonâs chest, â No reason, I just thought Iâd change things up a little. It gets boring if things stay the same all the time. â He laughed, slipping his arms up around Carsonâs neck, â What donât you like it? â He asked amused, even though he knew Carson did, he was just teasing him now.
Pulling him closer to feel his breasts against his chest he smiled that sick slimy smile he had just for Moth. "Oh you know I like it. So what do you want this time? You always pop the tits on when you want me to do something or get you something." Leaning down he kissed him roughly before picking him up with one arm and carrying him over to the desk. Setting him down on the edge of it he wrapped his legs around his waist. "So what is it this time?"
Moth just melted into Carson, seeing that smile he couldnât help feeling the shiver that ran down his RIG. That was something for him, it made him feel like he wasnât just something on the side of the road, it almost felt like he mattered. At the question he laughed, â No I just felt like being in this body today. â He remarked before he kissed him back, a small squeak escaped him as he was picked up and carried to the desk. Once sat down he wrapped his legs around Carsonâs waist and just looked to him with deep blue eyes, â Honestly itâs nothing, I just wanted to put it on. Why did you want me to take it off? â He teased the threat of making them disappear.
He almost growled when Moth threatened to take away his female body from him. Grabbing his hips he pulled him closer and ground their hips together. It was clear what effect that form had on him. Pulling him into another kiss he made sure to bruise his lips before biting at them to draw blood. "You're lucky that I have time for you. Now lose whatever you don't want to keep before I rip it off of you." Threatening to rip the underwear right off of him he made short work of his belt and moved to his zipper.
Moth gasped as Carson grabbed his hips, he felt the bruising spread and he kissed him back, letting out a whine as Carson kissed and bruised his lips, he tasted blood and gasped before the threat of having his clothes torn off he quickly unlatched the straps of his corset and wiggled free. â What you donât want to have time with me anymore? â He teased before he was soon mostly naked save for the black and red lingerie that cling to his waist and pushed up his breasts, he shifted to lean back against the desk and rocked his hips into Carsonâs. He reached up and cupped the older manâs cheek, rubbing his thumb under his eye he hooked his fingers on Carsonâs jaw and pulled him into a kiss.
He watched with great fascination as Moth worked on getting out of all the straps and bits of his outfit. It looked like it had taken a bit of time to get on in the first place. Once stripped down to his lingerie he began to run his hands over Moths exposed flesh with hunger in his eyes. "Oh you know exactly what you're doing. And you're going to get what you deserve." Kissing him roughly again he ran his nails down Moths sides to tease him a bit.
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He pulled his pants up and zipped them closed. Redoing the fastener he grabbed his belt and fixed that as well. Eyes raking over Moths bitten and bruised body he seemed proud of himself. "You are such a little whore for me aren't you?"
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
He was in the middle of a meeting when Moth came in so at first he didn't notice him. When he did he excused himself from said meeting and put his screen on do not disturb. Getting up he walked over to him and just admired his female form before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him close against him. "What's the special occasion?" Smirking down at him it was clear what that outfit was doing to him.
Moth knew Carson was in a meeting, but he didnât care, catching the eccentric old manâs attention was easy. When he was approached he smiled up at him before leaning into him, pressing his breasts firmly to Carsonâs chest, â No reason, I just thought Iâd change things up a little. It gets boring if things stay the same all the time. â He laughed, slipping his arms up around Carsonâs neck, â What donât you like it? â He asked amused, even though he knew Carson did, he was just teasing him now.
Pulling him closer to feel his breasts against his chest he smiled that sick slimy smile he had just for Moth. "Oh you know I like it. So what do you want this time? You always pop the tits on when you want me to do something or get you something." Leaning down he kissed him roughly before picking him up with one arm and carrying him over to the desk. Setting him down on the edge of it he wrapped his legs around his waist. "So what is it this time?"
Moth just melted into Carson, seeing that smile he couldnât help feeling the shiver that ran down his RIG. That was something for him, it made him feel like he wasnât just something on the side of the road, it almost felt like he mattered. At the question he laughed, â No I just felt like being in this body today. â He remarked before he kissed him back, a small squeak escaped him as he was picked up and carried to the desk. Once sat down he wrapped his legs around Carsonâs waist and just looked to him with deep blue eyes, â Honestly itâs nothing, I just wanted to put it on. Why did you want me to take it off? â He teased the threat of making them disappear.
He almost growled when Moth threatened to take away his female body from him. Grabbing his hips he pulled him closer and ground their hips together. It was clear what effect that form had on him. Pulling him into another kiss he made sure to bruise his lips before biting at them to draw blood. "You're lucky that I have time for you. Now lose whatever you don't want to keep before I rip it off of you." Threatening to rip the underwear right off of him he made short work of his belt and moved to his zipper.
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
He was in the middle of a meeting when Moth came in so at first he didn't notice him. When he did he excused himself from said meeting and put his screen on do not disturb. Getting up he walked over to him and just admired his female form before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him close against him. "What's the special occasion?" Smirking down at him it was clear what that outfit was doing to him.
Moth knew Carson was in a meeting, but he didnât care, catching the eccentric old manâs attention was easy. When he was approached he smiled up at him before leaning into him, pressing his breasts firmly to Carsonâs chest, â No reason, I just thought Iâd change things up a little. It gets boring if things stay the same all the time. â He laughed, slipping his arms up around Carsonâs neck, â What donât you like it? â He asked amused, even though he knew Carson did, he was just teasing him now.
Pulling him closer to feel his breasts against his chest he smiled that sick slimy smile he had just for Moth. "Oh you know I like it. So what do you want this time? You always pop the tits on when you want me to do something or get you something." Leaning down he kissed him roughly before picking him up with one arm and carrying him over to the desk. Setting him down on the edge of it he wrapped his legs around his waist. "So what is it this time?"
Moth adjusted the shoulders of the dress and then his long black hair, heading towards the office he had the guard open the door and stepped inside. He was adorned in a new dress and his female body, he shifted and tilted his head some before he cleared his throat a little to get Carsonâs attention. He patted at his skirt and shifted to show off his hourglass shape, he just felt like treating Carson to a nice treat.
He was in the middle of a meeting when Moth came in so at first he didn't notice him. When he did he excused himself from said meeting and put his screen on do not disturb. Getting up he walked over to him and just admired his female form before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him close against him. "What's the special occasion?" Smirking down at him it was clear what that outfit was doing to him.
Moth walks up to Carson and sets the piece on his desk in front of him, â Itâs made using earth creatures and flowers, it made me think of you. â He declared proudly. ( @of-moths-and-flames )
He looked at the odd piece and tilted his head a bit. Earthen creatures and flowers? Usually he wouldn't display such things but it was from earth. "Fine. You can put it up onto one of the shelves if you wish."
Moth perked up hearing he was allowed to put it up, so he picked it up and set it on the shelf, carefully adjusting surrounding pieces to leave it on the side. He turned to Carson and smiled at him, â I thought youâd like it. â He said with a laugh, adjusting it somewhat before he stepped back and looked proud of himself.
"Its interesting." He admitted. Anything from Earth always caught his interest. That was why he kept Moth around so much to begin with. Focusing back on his work he flipped through some pages before taking notes in the margins. "Oh I replaced the portrait in the bedroom. The other one is in my secondary room now."
Moth hadnât heard from Carson in a while so he had gone out of his way to get something for him to try and have a reason to go there. Hearing him say it was interesting he felt happy, but then Carson said something that gave him pause, he turned to look at him confused, â Wait what? How come? Was there something wrong with it? â He asked.
He paused looking surprised that Moth seemed so caught off guard by his changing of the portrait. "No nothing was wrong with it. I just felt that we could use a bit of a change. I recently came across a new painting that caught my eye. More tits on display so to speak. If you wanted to show yours more maybe I would keep it up longer."
Moth looked confused before he rolled his eyes, â Oh of course it has tits. â He sighed before giving Carson a look, â If I let you have a painting of my tits then they wonât be just for you, will they? The painter would see them and so would anyone who goes in your room or wherever you decide to put it. â He huffed, it was why he only took his female form when it was just Carson and him, â So what painting did you find? â He asked curiously.
He mused about it for a good long while. Sure he would adore a painting of Moth with his tits but they were just for him. Having someone else see them wasn't something he wanted to happen anytime soon. So Moth had a point and that made him sigh. "Fine but your female form is just for me and me alone. And I found an ancient painting of a certain goddess with some beastly man. You can go see it for yourself if you wish."
Moth looked at Carson knowing his point would stand, sure enough Carson agreed with him, so he just smiled before he looked surprised, â You have a painting of another god? â He asked in shock before walking over to Carson and putting a hand to his forehead feeling for a fever, â Do I need to call the doctors? Whatâs wrong with you? â He asked before he was told he could go look, pulling away he decided to go check what exactly it was. Leaving the room he sent a message to the doctors to ask if Carson was coming down with something before he made it to the bedroom and headed inside to look at what had apparently gotten his interest.
It hadn't occurred to him that having a painting of another god in his home might offend the one God he truely worshipped. His obsession was blinding him and it took Moths words to actually bring that to his attention. Frowning a bit when he came over to feel his forhead he sighed. "I am fine. And its jus another woman. Why would you care so much about that?" Letting him go check out the painting himself he huffed and went back to his papers. This meeting had been a mess due to his newest acquisition being careless with their paperwork. So now he had to go through and personally approve anything they wanted to do.
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