I drew mac drinking cause i got tipsy after two sips of alcohol but then suddenly my pc monitor broke so instead i drew pcbm by @nilmats being angry cause why not?
Sprite edits and a couple drawings I've done for a victorian era werewolf/vampire au me and some friends have been playing around with... I love them so much it's concerning for my health.
Another one for the Halloween glitch au!! This time of Volt and Eddie.
Au Context: A seasonal Halloween update on the dateviators is supposed to give your dateables cute new appearances to match the season, but it’s bugged out and instead turns the household objects into monsters as part of the glitch.
Eddie and Volt are based off the Chimera from Greek myth and Frankenstein’s Monster, and are one of the most dangerous members of the house once corrupted, making your power extremely unstable. Their design concept is also inspired by their hate ending, where Eddie is tucked and embedded away inside of Volt and Volt acts as an aggressive protector. Eddie’s horns frame Volt’s head and guides where he looks, and they are completely linked and enmeshed within each other. They only become volatile when their peace together is disturbed by any perceived threat.
Thinking about calling it the Fright-patch au or Scare-patch (like patches that come out after a game’s release) but I’m not sure, I’m still willing to take other options
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Date Everything Self Aware & Obsessed AU PT.2— Eddie & Volt, Mac, Hoove
AN: A quick little something for 200+ followers, thank you all so much! That being said, I've had a panic attack and multiple breakdowns today, so my writing may not be my A-game, but I did write angst, so I might have cooked. Sorry for any mistakes as English isn't my first language:-]
WC: 1K
When you’re talking to Lux, even though you started off with hating them, they’ve kinda grown on you by now. You’ve started to spend so much time with them, they were just so fun now! Their jokes actually started to land and make you laugh really hard as you kept going through their dialogue every day, you, like any other player, usually forget to visit objects after getting their love or friendship ending. Volt & Eddie are no exceptions to this, sadly. Watching you aim those glasses at Lux every day, using at least one charge every day instead of coming to their show once, did piss them off.
Eddie slammed his drink down on the counter with a huff as Volt rolled his eyes, the sound of Lux’s obnoxious laughter was drowning yours out and honestly, at this point it’s became so much. Volt has noticed how… agitated, when he- they both realized what they were. What you were. The fact that you’ve been romancing almost everyone didn’t sting as badly as finding out that nothing happened to the ‘MC’, you, the real human, just forgot about them or deemed their story done, without any say from them.
Volt was pulled from his musings with an audible sigh from Eddie, “Hey,” he spoke softly, his hand caressing Eddie’s neck, “I’m sure we’ll find a way to get their attention back, we are the electricity! How hard can it be if Dorian, of all people, managed to mess up their game one time?” Volt’s heart sunk at Eddie’s gaze, he’d never saw his other half this… grim, before.
“It’s not about getting them back, Volt. Why did they forget in the first place? Were we too muc— did we do something wrong?”, his voice was gravelly, almost shaking with grief, as if they’d lost them. In a way, they were grieving, they were grieving the loss of your giggles when they flustered you, how you’d look at them like they were everything— they felt your gaze on them; it warmed their skin like the sun they never saw.
The next time you’re talking with Lux, excited that it was most likely your last conversation before their route ended, you pressed on. All smiles until the power cut out. It was so instant you felt a little winded, the whole game just went dark, Lux disappeared, only the empty chat box in its usual place. Your heart actually picked up when you heard, “Ah, live wire! We’ve missed you…”
Mac feels empty. Not in the emotional way, oh boy they are full of emotions about you in that regard, they just… feel abandoned, tossed aside. They were one of the first to realize they were actually in a game and the puppet talking to them was controlled by a being so complex their CPU ran hot thinking about what you looked like. Your voice, whether a cough, sneeze, a coo at them or a comment about what they said, made their heart swell a thousand times more than when you double clicked. Though, you were save scumming, they found that term on the internet, trying to test every kind of ending you could get with them. Really, they are flattered and flustered that your attention was so fixated on them but, they hated the way you sounded when you kept picking the answers that lead to a hate end. There’s no way they’re letting that happen.
The next time you open their dialogue to finally get the hate ending and finish this god-damned challenge you forced on yourself, now though, Mac seems downright elated to see you. You… hurt them pretty badly, and yet they’re acting like nothing happened. Did you bug the game by how much you save scummed? You felt yourself freeze when Mac asked, “Hey, what do you say to being mine forever? Save the hassle for both of us? Oh, I’m overheating with the thought of hearing you say I love you to me!”, there’s only one option you can click, it reads, ‘Of course, I love you, Mac!’, your mouse moves on its own.
Hoove knew he wasn’t an easy object, he never claimed to be one! He needs trust from a person he could even think to call his lover. When he realized what he was, when he saw just how hard you were trying over and over again, his heart warmed. He felt loved, yes he heard your disgruntled groans and huffs when you got his bad or friendship ending again, yes he wanted oh so terribly to reach out to you himself, but he couldn’t. He didn’t know how. When you stopped visiting him after a while, it felt like his heart was slowly sinking down to his stomach in this grueling pace. Every second he didn’t hear your adorable noises, your laugh, how you got up to get water and talked to your pets or to yourself about something to do with your real life, he felt like his heart could burst right there. Your very being consumed his, and yet, he just couldn’t break himself from his code. One time, you got so frustrated, he heard you crying. You probably had so much more going on and this was the thing that broke the dam, but… he couldn’t help but blame himself. He is too difficult to love, isn’t he? His vision blurred as he felt you closing the game, the tears threatening to fall any moment as he looked down, suffocated in a prison he couldn’t escape.
His ears perked up when he heard you getting closer after a week or too, his heart doing jumping jacks inside his ribcage as you aimed your dateviators at him. In this state of euphoria is when you abruptly saw the love ending screen. You were confused but so happy, you saw a sprite you’ve never seen of Hoove before, his eyes full of tears but his smile wide, his dialogue read, “Finally…you’re here, again. I’m not wasting any chances anymore. Come here, to me.”
A/n: I wrote it too damn long. I blame myself. No going back now.
This is combining his reveal with the final part of his route into one whole thing. With smut since every other route ends with smut. May have to edit this in case of spelling errors and such later on.
CW: NSFW 21+ MATURE SMUT! Blood kink, menstrual period smut, tentacles but shadow tendrils technically, praise and size kink kinda, monster smut, and much more further inside cause I don't want to spoil everything so BE PREPARED!
NO REPOSTING, PLAGARIZE, TRANSLATE, EDITING, AND USING THIS FOR AI. Reblogs likes and follows instead pls and thnx.
“If you can’t become a shadow, how can we truly be together?”
“Skips, it’s fine –”
“For YOU it is! You have so many other friends to talk to! I only have you! Why do you have to go in the morning? Why can’t you just stay and be with me!?”
One one path, he would have pushed you out of the shadows, wanting to be alone to process and cope with what just transpired.
However, something else occurred instead on this trek.
And it didn’t help that you were emotionally unwell inside due to your monthly visit. And this sudden shift in conflict made those emotions race to the surface. In the form of waterworks.
“H – Hey! No – no no no don’t cry!” Skips’ pouting face did a 180 seeing tears trail down your face as you literally crumbled over, sniffles and sobs leaving you as you spring into his panicking arms, having him grunt at the force of it all, his previous frustrations overshadowed by his guilt at seeing you like this. Feeling his scarf and front getting soiled by you but couldn’t care less about the mess, his darkness tightly you hold onto him from the fear of losing him completely.
“Crap.” He kicks himself over it before his hands work to rub your back soothingly in circles while his wisps brush away your tears. “Please don’t cry, penumbra.”
“Oh my dark and powerful one.” You moped.
“You don’t have to do that.” He weakly gripped.
“But you’re THE Shadow Lord.” You argued.
He sighed wistfully. “If I was so powerful, you’d be a shadow.”
“We can still be together, y’know? I want you, all of you.” Your soft, vulnerable voice made him do a double take. He trembled. It made him envelop you in a tight, encompassing grasp, relishing your blissed sigh as you melt against him.
“Sorry. I’m just … so scared to lose someone again.” He breathes in your hair, brushing through your strands, taking in your scent. “Every time you go, I think … what if she doesn’t come back?” His hesitancy and worry come out, having you pull a bit away just to look at his flushed face that breaks out into a whipped smile just for you. “ … but my fears subside when you return.” He nuzzled against your fingers as they gingerly trace the scar stretching underneath his eyes and across the bridge of his nose when he asked what was really at the core of his thoughts. “Why do you keep coming back?”
Your wet yet sweet kiss to his lips came from the swell of warmth you feel for him.
“Because I love you, you beautiful dummy.”
His sharp soft gasp responds to your choice of action, his innermost desires manifesting to the surface. “ … I see.” That yellow blush, those quirky lips, they’re good signs indeed. “If that’s the case …”
His kiss proved to be just as gentle and just as sincere as yours.
“I’ve grown fond of you as well, penumbra.”
Your forehead rests against his, shyly meeting his gaze. “I’ll think of you always throughout my days.”
His own eyes smittenly meets yours, dilating at how mesmerizing you are up close. “And I of you through and beyond my nights.” He hums in delight. “This is lovely. Your warmth~” He pulled you in closer, having you nestled in his arms, taking in your heat seeping into his cool essence.
“Skips~” You hum, resting your face against his neck, taking in his own scent, not ready to let him go. Not ever.
“Now, what sinister ideology shall we deliberate on tonight?”
“Actually, I …” Your own pent up desire for something else much more intimate has you whispering such suggestions into his ear. Your hormones raced from down below, needing him to satiate your heart’s longing. “I want you to fuck me, Skips. And only you. Forever.”
He gulped hard, he felt heat overtake his face entirely, and his cock grew hard at how honest, genuine, and in love you are for him. How could he ever refuse you? He never will.
His shadows create endless pillows and bedding for your comfort as he lays you on your back gently. His many tendrils slowly strip you of your clothing next. Tentacles – more like shadow tendrils – caress and massage out as your skin reveals itself, one such tendril even stroked your lips before you pull Skips down by his scarf ends, kissing him passionately yourself. Drowning in each other’s tastes, your tongues dance and explore each other’s mouths with muffled moans and groans collide as your tender makeout turns desperate and sloppy.
The immediate sight of you not wearing a bra underneath as his shadows pull your top off has him immediately eating them up next. Your hands comb and tug on his wispy curly long hair, keeping him smooshed into you, arching your back as he layers bites and sucking marks all over them mounds.
“Beautiful.” Squeezing and rubbing them with his cool hands while his mouth twists and plucks and suckles on your pearls, Skips’ lips curl at how right it all feels, tasting your skin while feeling you up. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Skips~” You moaned his name like a prayer, a mantra even, spilling from your lips as the feeling of his lips mark you possessively. His touch gets heightened by your hormonal state your body’s in. Not that you were complaining. “No one else makes me feel the way you do. No one. You truly get me, on every level. The loneliness, the pain, all of it.”
He crawls up a bit as he leaves hickeys and love bites all over your neck and collarbone. “Only you, penumbra.” He sucks hard between your neck and shoulder, licking and kissing that spot to make up for the red swelling mark he leaves behind. “You truly are my companion in every way. You mean everything.”
His long smoky hair tickles your bare skin as he travels lowers when he takes in the iron scent your bad blood erected. And yet, he inhales and exhales lustfully at how wet you already are. His fingers and wispy tendrils slip through your bleeding messy folds. Pumping you, curling in, scissoring, stroking your cramp aching walls, massaging away the pain, stuffing your swollen pussy as red and cream stirred up and leaked out in such a messy concoction. The risks that come with menstrual consumption have you worried despite the moaning mess you currently are as he fingered you so well.
“Will you be alright? I don’t want you getting ill because of me – mmmh~!” The teasing testing brush of his tongue on your slit as his thumb rubs your pube covered clit has you lifting your hips up into him. He was now stuffed up to his wrist as he pumps his fist through your walls now; your sharp gasp rewarding him. He’s enraptured by the blissful relieved expressions you made as you’re so easily susceptible to such sexual touches. His smoky energies submerge you in such tingling euphoria as you come all over his fist. His crotch twitches at how sexy that looked.
“I’m unalive, remember? I’ll be fine.” Your whine makes his lips quirk as he pulls his messy hand out of your quivering flaps, scantily licking and sucking off your bloody essence right in your line of vision. His bloody grin is felt against your flesh as his face dives down, tracing his tongue around your entrance teasingly. “Your very essence … it’s too tantalizing to refuse.” His puffs of breath hit your sensitive entrance, drooling at the mouth at seeing such a feast before him. “Even your bad blood is as divine as the darkness~”
Skips’ entranced face peaks up at you between your thighs, his yellow blush burning in amour as his hands and shadows help carefully lift your legs to drape over his shoulders and around his neck when he finally latches onto your cunt. “Fuck Skips yes~!” Your relieved, wanton mewls fill his realm as you grind yourself all over his face as your thighs squeezed against his stuffed cheeks, his pale hands rubbing sensual patterns along your thighs with his fingers tight grip leaving imprints. “Right there~!”
He gorges on your folds like the touch deprived freak that he truly is. Getting to taste you, drink you in literally, blood and cum and all, he never tasted anything so addictive in his entire existence. The Lord of Shadows is truly feasting right now, devouring you, his sweet penumbra, in all your succulence. His groans reverberate through straight to your core as you tug harder on his smoky hair to bring him smack dabbed against you, his tongue scorching through your tight walls, exploring every crevice.
“F – Fuck Skips~!” You gush harder by each passing second, filling his mouth as he made out with your gushing pussy so devotedly. You came all too eagerly into his gluttonous mouth in short quick bursts. The sight of cream and crimson trailing down his mouth and chin stirs such primal urges within you, his tongue hanging out to clean up for added sexual effect.
He pops off your cunt with a squelch as your hands join him in unbuckling his belt, impatiently tugging down his tight torn black jeans and boxers to free his skinny long beast. Your eyes dilated as you viewed it up close for he suddenly aimed it to slide in perfectly between your flushed sweaty boobs. “My cock belongs perfectly between your lovely breasts, penumbra~” Skips felt his balls stir as his ruts drove him up and down the valley of your breasts, your hands rubbing your bosoms against his schlong, groaning at how well you’re milking him out as he squirted his thickness all over your tits, collarbone, neck and chin. Marking you as his. He’s ingrained it all into his mind, moaning bashfully at how good he’s making you feel. “Giving you these pearls around your neck~ I’m honored~”
He whimpers as you give kitten licks to his head. Your hands now stroke and rub his creamy long dong. He nearly falls on top of you from the electric spark of your ministrations, supporting himself with both hands on either side of your head as his dilated pupils stay trained on the sight of you making out with his tip; tongue lashing and smooching included. His gyrating hips stutter, his guttural moans spread as much as your saliva does as you slowly take him into your mouth. “S – Shit~! O – oh penumbra~! You feel so f – fuck~!” His own head cranes back in heaving breathy moans as he drowns in how skillful your tongue was stroking his length as you sucked him so insistently, rotating his hips as you gave him that blowjob. He sharply cries as he shoots his thickness again, this time down your gulping throat, his cream slipping down both sides of your mouth, drinking him up gratefully.
He pulls out of your mouth, letting you catch your breath, when you licked his cum off your hands for his viewing pleasure as your messy hands tug on his own clothes still on. “Stuff me up, my mighty sexy Lord~ Please let me have all of you~”
He shudders and whimpers at how your hands caress his gleaming skin with such longing as his shadows aid him in being as bare as you in his human esque form since he is a shadow dweller. He is more than happy to have you leaving love bites along his slim lean torso vigorously, playing with his perked nipples especially. “You’re so perfect~”
He smiles smittenly. “So are you, penumbra~” He purrs as his thrusts start out slow and gentle, easily slipping in, your fluttering walls melding to fit him perfectly as he bottoms you out, you both sighing blissfully. Missionary never felt so nice. His bare cool form gathers you in his arms as he stares at your flushed half-lidded face looking up at him, your warm pants hitting his lips. He starts layering feather-like kisses all over as your hands roam his frame from his chest and sides to his very back.
“Then give me more~ Make me yours, Skips~” You gently plead.
His slow tempo rises steadily at that. “I’ve watched you for so long, my fellow accent shade. Seeing you become intertwined with the other denizens of your domicile in the thralls of light. The very thought of any other being serving as your companion in life … I won’t allow it.” The possessiveness he breathes in your ear has you gasping at how rough and deep he sounded. You claw deep in his back, his hiss hitting your ear. His tempo steadily grew as you both got lost in the rush of pleasure, your heat welcoming his fullness so eagerly. “I shall never relinquish you from my grasp.”
He could sense himself reaching the end all too soon and suspected you were almost there too. And he was right on the mark as you both soundlessly cried out as you came together. But he still felt somewhat hard. Still! He desires for this intimacy to last as long as possible, throughout the night even, wanting this to last forever.
So the sudden shift as he pulls out of you has you whining at how empty you felt, not feeling fully satiated either, when the sight of him transforming into his demonic monster form has your heart and mind in a tizzy. His boney snout nuzzles your face, neck and shoulder like a pet needing affection; his cool puff of air stroking your flushed sweaty skin while his tongue licks up your scent filled taste.
“I appreciate how you’re enamored with both my forms.” His somber funereal voice echoes through the vantablack pools of his realm as he takes you in his giant shadowy arms and repositions you comfortably with his skeletal front pressed up against your back, having you straddle his lap. Mist and smoke concoct his thick vantablack cock tipped with a light grey head enticingly slipping between your thighs, rubbing vigorously against your flushed slit, further lathering himself in your cum, not yet returning within you has you trembling with kinky cries leaving your lips. “Especially when I’m like this~” He raspily croons in the crook of your neck as his claws scrape all over your torso, lightly drawing patterns, before taking handfuls of your breasts to fondle and squeeze as his claws circle your nipples. “Your beloved beast.”
Pinching your buds, rubbing them, tugging on them, it only made him want more. Dipping his skull down, his sculpted teeth chew on your pearls as his tongue ravishes your offered mounds in his grasp, his eyes narrowed in at how lovely you look as he takes in mouthfuls to chew and suck; heavy eyes and panting mouth, all for him. “All for you, and only you, my beauty.”
Teeth marks circle your mounds as he releases them, all so his hands could lift you up enough for his bloody silk giant to fill you up again, stretching you out to your wanton delight. The tips of those sharp sculpted digits pull apart your ass cheeks, able to strike you at a different deeper angle. You felt his enthralled growl vibrating through his chest against your spine as your craned up gasping face meets his snout in a bewitching tongue filled kiss.
“Does my little penumbra love being fucked by me so much?” The tendrils kept working at abusing the shit out of your swollen tits as they pinch and tug your hard peaks. “Does your messy little pussy need my cock that bad?” His breathy growls fanning your squeezed eyed moaning face have you nodding and whimpering at his bold wording when he pinches your chin between his sharp fingers. “Open your lovely eyes and see for yourself.” His husky demand has you obeying to watch as his cock slips in and out of you; the visceral sight of him going up in your cunt while his balls rub up against you has you squeezing on him harder to his groaning satisfaction. “Taking all of me in so wickedly~ You truly are made for me.” The evident bulge he’s made being in you has your enticement spiking. “Let me ravish you, my dear human~!”
Shadow slaps against skin, ass cheeks clap, for feral groans meet desperate cries. You want him to fill you up, to become one with you, on repeat for eternity. Sure you can’t become a shadow and be eternal literally. So this is the closest you can be. Your slickened form clings to his cooling built frame as his pace goes mad, his hands lifting and slamming you down on his engorged self. “Harder, love! Faster! Don’t stop~!” You shed tears of euphoria as he followed your desires, making you sob loudly from the rush. His tongue laps up those tears, nuzzling your teary face with that beautiful skull face.
The tight knots in both of you come undone, unloading in you once again, your pet names for one another filling the void.
“I shall never get enough of you, penumbra.” His form drapes over you, catching his breath, burying his skull face against the crook of your neck.
“Same. I don’t want to let you go. Ever.” Your whispers meet his snout in your butterfly kisses.
“Even in your loneliest moments, you are a god. In darkness – in mine – I will be there to remind you as such. In light, you walk with your shadow. A shadow can only imitate its source. Everything that’s wonderful about you is always there. Even if you don’t realize it.” His poetic words etch into your soul, even as he carefully pulls out of your tender self to cup your sex to keep his cum in you.
“You are something else – aaah~!” He suddenly rolls you with him as he gets on his back, swearing you can feel his grin against your inner thigh as he situates you right against his snout.
“Ride my skull, penumbra. Let me devour you in this form as well~”
You take his horns, using them as support, as you grind down into his skull face, submerging in your shared debauchery. And he reveled in how well you rode him.
His long as fuck monster tongue lashes out. Flickers, wiggles, and laps coat up and down, from your clit to your slit. His clawed thumbs rub circles along your vagina bones, tickling your sensitive bare spots, bringing winded giggles and mewls out of you. Your eyes gravitate towards each other as your thighs envelop his horned majesty.
“Yes, my Shadow Lord~! Always~!”
“The sounds you make are truly adorable, penumbra~ Not to mention, so hot~” He swoons. “This cunt, this ass, they’re all mine now!” He gently slaps your cheeks several times and squeezes them in his hands to get his point across. You can even feel his staff protruding in between your cheeks, his wet head rubbing against your asshole.
Plunging his ever long tongue deep into your drooling cunt, rubbing those lingering cramp pains away, you melt against his skull snout, craning your head back to let out horrendously horny sounds, fueling his libido as crimson and cream stain his boney face.
“Mmmh~! Oh yes~! Just like that~!” You rutted harder into him, relishing his tongue, stuffing his seed in further as his thumbs rubbing vigorously to add to the moment. “Nnnmph~!”
“I am your umbra. You are my penumbra. And I’ll ensure you’ll think of no one else but me as I keep you in this twisted realm of desire.” His guttural growls reverberated through your pussy as his bone chiseled teeth scraped along your clit, your pubes brushing the bridge of his snout, your scent ingraining into his practical bones as he stuffed you up.
Overwhelmed by the heated wave of emotion as you fill up his jaws with a winded mewl, you nearly collapse on top of him. You're practically mush in his arms as he lays you on your tummy, light-headed and fuzzy feeling when he starts fingering your asshole. You fold your arms beneath your chin, moaning softly, squeezing him in your smaller, tighter walls.
You feel his form shifting above you as you spot grey in the corner of your sleepy vision along with long smokey hair curtaining your cheeks. You blink your eyes and peek over your shoulder to see Skips back as his human looking self.
“My horny King~” You hum as he smooches your mounds.
“That's Shadowlord to you~” You feel his smile as he taps your cheeks to see them ripple. Scratches and love bites litter your hills as he spreads them apart, his finger replaced by his tongue.
Wet squelches come with your guttural moans as he eats your ass, sloppily making out as his spare hand lifts his head, ready to fill you up once more. A line of drool connects his lips to your hole, snapping as he slides his cock right in, stuffing up your other hole.
“Say my name … please.” Your tired mewl gets met by his messy beautiful face as he lays gently on you, meeting you over your shoulder with that lovestruck gaze of his.
“Y/n, I love you.” His tired head drops on your shoulder.
Tired just as you are, your sweat drenched bodies move as one as his gentle thrusts meet your slow rotations one last time.
Your cacophony of sounds must have reached the other residents of the home. But you’re both too exhausted to care as he hugs your supple form, coated in your shared experience.
“I love you too, Skips.”
He gyrated his hips forwards, going further inside, taking you with him on that final wave of pleasure. Your craned back head rests against his shoulder, wanting him and him alone to see you like this. His yellow cheeked face spoke of his own enjoyment of being able to share this with you. “I never want to let you go.”
“Me either.” Your head lolls back to kiss him fully, a line of drool connecting you two as he gently humps you, rubbing his pelvis against your lower back as he gives you all he has left.
Both fully satiated, you’re bone tired. Slack and sweaty as he pulls out, he rolls you both on your sides, spooning you from behind while the lingering tendrils brush your full abdomen, the cramps now faint as he nuzzles your shoulder.
Endearment fills your soul as you turn to face him, cream and red decorating you both.
His elbow length smoky hair drapes over you both as you cuddle, nuzzling noses, snug in each other’s arms.
“Maybe I should see Farya in case swallowing menstrual blood makes me sick later on.” You mumble, your brow pinched in worry, when he kisses it away.
“In the morning. For now, I wouldn’t mind sharing my bed with you.” The shadows become the bed beneath you both now. HIs legs entangle with yours, kissing your forehead as the shadows serve as your shared blanket as well. “It’s yours now too, after all.”
Even as you’re both dirty as fuck, your mind turns to puddy, nuzzling his chest, you smile up at him to kiss him. “You’re the best.”
Skips melted in burning yellow right then and there. "And so are you." He left you with that as you nodded off at last, hearts filling the space above him as he smiled like the lovesick shade that he is, cuddling you as he joined you in some much needed ZZZ’s time.
In the morning, you both awaken to share some more smooches and cuddles, lost in the thralls of the fact that you’re dating now.
And most definitely more further down the line of this new route dubbed your shared life together.
