#anaughtythane

[sinfulworgen]

"Oooh, mama."

Send "Oooh, mama." for sender to walk in on receiver in skimpy lingerie!

(Accepting! Image under the cut.)

Rarely did Gin wear a bra, unless she wanted to surprise her partner with some sexy lingerie. Like tonight. She was adjusting the straps on the bottoms as Thane walked in behind her and spoke. "Take it tha' means y'like it?" Gin smirked at him as she turned. "Wus s'posed t'be a s'prise fer y't'find after takin' m'other clothes off."

She rested on her dresser now, leaning back on her hands as she watched the man. "Bu' ah s'pose this works, too. S'prise, love~..."

( @anaughtythane )

[bushelafterdark]

@anaughtythane asked: you talk in your sleep. - Thane n Enil

Morning After

That woke her up.

Oh gods, what could she have possibly said in her sleep that he had heard? She couldn't remember any dreams, but that didn't mean she didn't have any at the time. Please gods, don't let it be embarrassing...

"Oh? And um," she cleared her throat, "what did I say?"

[bushelafterdark]

@anaughtythane || Here

Legs straddling his waist, she grinned down at him. Her teeth were sharp, enough that she'd already been nibbling on him and she could see the marks on his neck and shoulder where she had been. Enilasor was pleased at the sight of him flushed and bitten beneath her.

Slowly, she grinded her hips against his, revelling in the feeling of his warm and calloused hands brushing over her cold skin. His touch was maddeningly light and gentle; she wanted him to grip her, to pull her against him and take.

"And you know I won't break?" she murmured, teasing.

[bushelafterdark]

@anaughtythane || Here

She looked just a little smug.

Her mask was pushed up to rest on top of her head and beneath her hood. The paint that she circled around her eyes to hide her skin color was smudged from the day's use. She knew she looked a mess, but the fact that he didn't seem to care meant she could worry about it later.

Perhaps a bath was in order too...after they were done with whatever this was.

"You may," she murmured, leaning into the gentle touch on her cheeks.

She offered him a smaller smile, this one less impish. The warmth of his hands against her cold skin was nice; it soothed her in a way she hadn't experienced in...gods, too long. Was she just lonely?

[sinfulworgen]

🌋

Send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse

(Accepting!)

"Ah wanna lick 'im all over 'fore ah fuck 'is brains out."

( @anaughtythane - xo )

[sinfulworgen]

💭 + Thane

Send me 💭 + a character for a dirty thought my muse had about them

(Accepting!)

Gin has had many dirty thoughts about Thane. So many. But then she learns about the potion of enlargement. Her thoughts turn to ropes, being pinned down by a much larger Thane, and the feeling of pained pleasure as she tried to take his enlarged cock. Sapphire eyes glazed over as she bit her lower lip, glancing over at him sitting innocently a few feet away.

( @anaughtythane )

[sinfulworgen]

؟

Send me a ؟ for a random thought my muse has about yours.

(Accepting!)

Gin looks over the rim of her coffee mug at Thane, smirking to herself as she thought. "Wonder 'f 'e'd enjoy bein' pegged?"

( @anaughtythane )

[sinfulworgen]

( @anaughtythane ) replied:

"Twenty Hours Later"

Not pictured is Thane in the background looking smug but equally worn out.