#(faye:chat)

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usft ask gif prompt meme, three's company. FFM 33 ETHAN TO FAYE & NOVA @sarcasmpersonified181

"Mhm, baby," Faye gasped against Ethan's lips, one hand cupping his balls while her friend Nova rode his cock. She had convinced him to take her out to see Nova's new show at her burlesque club, and after the show she'd brought him backstage to meet the talent. One thing had lead to another, and the three of them were now naked on the couch in Nova's dressing room. "See, I knew you'd like the theatre," she teased him playfully, giving his balls a gentle squeeze.

Nova had heard a lot about Faye's singular client lately, so she'd been plenty curious to meet the man in person. Her performances were all about teasing her clients and making them want what they couldn't have, so this was a little unusual for her, but she owed Faye a a favor, and Ethan was hot, so the dancer found herself gasping as she bounced up and down on his hard length, his fingers digging into her supple ass.

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Sm*tty Gif Meme #23 for Ethan & Faye for @sarcasmpersonified181

"A-aa-aah!" Faye didn't bother trying to contain her moans of passion, her muscles straining to hold herself up while Ethan railed into her from below. It was moments like this that made all the time she spent at pilates worth it, her back arching up as her long blonde locks dangled down into his face.

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[ whip ] your muse flogs mine with a crop, paddle, or whip, counting every strike and kissing every mark (reverse) faye & damen for @glittersgcld

"...three," Faye annunciated clearly, biting her lip as she watched the red marks spread across the demon prince's back with each stroke of the flail. Damen had his hands bound over his head, exposing the expanse of muscular skin for her use. She leaned in, brushing her soft lips over the mark affectionately before she continued. "Four," she counted, repeating the motion and following it with another kiss, "five."

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fluff/nsfw starters - "Mark me more" open to: @glittersgcld

Many weeks at sea had made Faye long for the feel of solid ground beneath her feet, so when they stopped at an island for water, she knew she needed to convince the captain to let her off the ship for a bit to stretch her legs. Of course, she knew well that Ivar wouldn't let her go for nothing --the captain famously only acted for his own benefit, so she had to make the trip worth his while.

"Come on, captain," she turned to look at him over her shoulder as she made her way to the pond, the cool, clear waters beckoning her as she shed the layers of her clothes. "Don't you want to mark me more?"

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@survivedesires continued from here (the other version was made with legacy, so I'm reposting with the new editor, hope it's okay!)

"Thank you so much, you're a doll," Faye gushed, propping her laundry basket on her hip so she could brush her hand against his bicep gratefully as she passed him into the apartment. She giggled at his teasing, throwing a salacious look back at him over her shoulder. "Mhm, now that you mention it, I think it may be due for a wash. Wanna help?"

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"Are we going by Aethon in the next month? I can do a weekend engagement if you can drop me off in the capital," Faye was scrolling through the companion database, looking at the available jobs in their area. There were always a fair few for a companion who was willing to leave the temples, so she had her pick... when her husband and captain deigned to take her to the right worlds. @glittersgcld

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open to: m/f/nb plot: Faye is your muse’s neighbor, and her washing machine broke late at night! She was in the middle of washing her delicates, and since your muse was still up that late, she asked if she could use their machine to finish. (aka corny porn plot just for fun)

“I wouldn’t ask, but I really need clean clothes for work tomorrow, and I’d be so grateful... I promise I’ll make it up to you!” She pleaded with a hopeful smile, batting her long lashes at them to hopefully entice them to help her. Her soaking wet lacy underthings were visible on top of the basket of clothes she was carrying, and she’d seen the way they looked at her in the hallway and the elevator, so she was hoping those feelings might help her case now. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but it really is an emergency.”

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closed starter for @glittersgcld​

“If we don’t consummate it... we can still get an annulment,” Faye pointed out, her hands on Archer’s shoulders. “If that’s what you want, I mean, because I am perfectly happy with this... marriage. I can’t imagine anything better than remaining married to you, my beloved husband, for the rest of my life,” she quickly added, because she didn’t want him to think she was backing down. She wasn’t going to break before he did, but she was surprised he’d gotten through the vows at all. Now they were here, in the hotel room where they were spending their honeymoon, and Faye’s mind was racing. She married Archer. She was married to Archer. Archer was her husband. She couldn’t believe that this was real life, it felt like the plotline of a sitcom.