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Lyric was walking aimlessly for the time being, horny at the moment. He kind of hated it, but he knew he couldn’t control it.
Slowly, he glanced around, finding a person he had found and pursed his lips. He approached them, hesitating for a moment as he approached the male. Then, he tapped him on the shoulder.
"Uh…" Oh god, the 18 year olds awkwardness was showing. "Can you do me a favor?" He asked him.
Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other ...
// no bad muse >_>
Lyric was on a walk for the time being. For some reason, his mood swings were making him overly happy. Too happy, according to the mun. Because, well, he isn't a happy person to begin with. He let out a small sigh, glancing around for a moment. He just took this "happiness" as that he was okay --- not the way he was supposed to be right now.
He was finally in a place where he was alone. He hugged himself for a moment, glancing around. Being five months pregnant also made him insecure. He wasn't going to leave the house until labor until he decided to see what this M!A was for.
"This better be worth it." He mumbled, sprouting wings and looking around again. Then, he jumped, and began to flap the wings.
They worked.
He smiled.
"This is awesome."
Wings: You can fly! Muse sprouts wings for up to a maximum of two weeks.
"This could be very useful."
*POOF*
He didn't know whether to sob or to go numb at the moment. Everything was finally coming to him, and the fact that he had also been betrayed made this worse. He let out a sigh, turning the corner of his neighborhood and began to walk back to his home. He hugged himself, sniffing a bit, realizing he was beginning to cry. Why did he have to have mood swings,? He hated this. He froze when he saw someone on his porch. He took a breath, deciding to take his chances and walk to where the person was. "Can I help you?" He asked in a mumble, not caring to wipe the tears off of no face. What was the use?
Th shadow had been back. Lyric looked at it nervously, watching its every movements. He didn't get why this thing, or person, came back. What was he good for? What did this thing want? He sighed as he slowly got up from his bed and walks out of the room. He froze when a breath was on his neck. He closed his eyes as the voice, like venom, seeped into his ear. "I'm back, baby." He didn't like it when this thing called him that. He hated that he felt like he was cheating, because this thing would forced him into being with the Shadow. He hated this thing. He had named it Shadow. He didn't know where it came from. Or who it was. He couldn't see the Shadow's face, so he couldn't identify the thing. He was useless to figuring this thing out. He felt a numbing sensation erupt him. He then sat on the ground of his apartment. He sat criss cross, and the Shadow sat in front of him. "Good boy." The Shadow said, smirking deviously. The Shadows dark hair covered a part of the dark face. Lyric could only nod.
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He felt the other do that, helping him with that. Then, he did the same with Xander’s pants.
He picked him back up, and put him back at the position that he was at before he had to take off pants. He kept grinding against him as he was started to prep him.
He wrapped his legs around the others waist again, his arms around his neck as he felt the other do that. He moaned softly as well.
"Touché…" He commented, wrapping his legs around the others waist, his arms on the others neck. He felt the other grind on him and hummed again, moving the same movements with the other.
He was getting impatient with this and when he realized that he needed to take some pants off, he groaned a bit. He put Lyric down and started to unbutton his pants and taking them off.
He felt the other do that, helping him with that. Then, he did the same with Xander's pants.
