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[ from @naughtyimps ]
He sees all the preparations Millie's made for Rut!
"Oh wow! Someone prepared for something hungry and scary! Must be an aggressive, big-dicked demon you're worried about..." he teased. "You think you can take 'em..." he purred, tail looping into a heart.
He was almost distracted by all the snacks on the table but as it was, he couldn't stop gazing at his wife, moonstruck as ever. But with the rut being at its peak, more of a feral lust than usual, played in his eyes. So he didn't stay put behind the table for long, sneaking around it mischievously, fangs bared. "You think you're really prepared for all this?" (( lol adorable roleplay ))
Millie's tail lashes like a whip as she squares her shoulders and feet, a cocky smirk twitching the corner of her mouth. There was something thrilling about how feral Moxxie got during his ruts. The way he talked, the way his growl got that little bit deeper, the way his eyes followed her like a caged animal already licking its chops.
It made him a challenge and a fun one at that~
"Oh I'm prepared, hon~" She growled back playfully, her knuckles popping as she flexed them. "Just make yer move n' remember: I won't make it easy on ya~"
Moxx's favorite snacks (including them fancy chocolates): Check
Pool noodles for his horns so he doesn't butt another hole in the apartment wall: Check
First aid kit in case he gets too rambunctious: Check
"... And y'all still slept with him?"
"*I AIN'T PROUD OF IT ALRIGHT*?!"
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"How does liminal space...make you feel?"
āFunny question but⦠I guess it makes me feel weird? Like, I aināt sāpose ta be there. Does that make sense??ā
āYer not gettinā āexistentialā again, are you sweetie? Because if ya are, I need to let ya know right now: weāre out of the calminā teas ya like.ā
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If they had a kid meme
send me a pair name and Iāll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.
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@countryimpsmakedo - Liked for a starter
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It's been forever since she's been in wrath, having recently taken one of her vacation days to come up. she is currently wearing some booty shorts, boots, and has a red bandana on this time around.
She'd recently come to a ranch to learn how to ride a horse... gotta try new things ever once an a while!
She's a little nervous, but the old habits are kicking in, whenever she gets nervous. it only makes her more excited... she's kinda've an adrenaline junkie..
"Hey there, sweetheart~" A lighter red imp greeted the newcomer, hopping the fence of the horse paddock to sit on it as she talked. "You the city girl who called 'bout takin' ridin' lessons?"
One of the Hell-horses sauntered over with a fiery whinny, shaking its blazing mane before nuzzling up against the imp where she sat.
"Name's Sallie May, darlin'. And welcome t' Tumbleweed Ranch~"
@naughtyimps (cont)
"Oh Moxxie~" She smirked deviously, taking a good firm grip of his ass and giving it a possessive squeeze. "Keep talkin' like that and I'll be tempted to push that cushion so hard, you won't walk fer a week~"
She meant it too. There was a *very* special new strap she'd been *dying* to try on his cute backside...
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"Close to you." ~Striker
Close to You
Sallieās hand clamped hard over Strikerās mouth to muffle him, listening as the sounds of searching for the two of them went on outside their hiding place. She was mentally kicking herself for getting caught up fooling around for long enough to be missed by the rest of the farm.
āShit-shit-*shit*.ā She hissed quietly, trying to figure out a way out of this that wouldnāt end with getting a lecture from her mother or Striker chased out by her pa.
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Send "bloody" for a starter where my muse is absolutely drenched in blood.