⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?
Memedeadlylotusflower
He definitely has a daddy kink and praise kink.

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⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?
Memedeadlylotusflower
He definitely has a daddy kink and praise kink.
deadlylotusflower:
“This is one hundred and fifty percent your fault. I’ve already figured out several ways, the first included smacking your head against those bars to try and get the guards attention, while you bleed out, I disarm the guard and well–you get the rest. Second, is I start screaming like a girl for help, after you admit this was your fault, of course–Guard will come to check whats going on, and I take him out.”
“I’d say it was only 75% my fault, and that’s even an exaggeration. I will not accept full blame for this and I could take out that guard just as easily as you could. Or, you could always sleep with him and maybe he’ll give us a break.”
deadlylotusflower:
“How many girls have you rehearsed that line on?”
“I think seven, but I wanted to make sure it worked for the one girl that mattered. That’s you by the way.”
( * ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯❖; deadlylotusflower. )
‘ I am NOT surprised you could kick my arse. ‘
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(pick-up lines)
“On a scale from one to ten, you’re a nine and I am the one you need.”
deadlylotusflower
-- { ╬ } --
“This area is closed. That message was sent hours ago, you know.”
And his arms crossed against his chest, eyes watching this person, analyzing.
“What are you doing here?”
deadlylotusflower
Martin had been running for a long while. He knew she was still chasing him. He was her target after all. He swore that everybody thought he was dangerous, a threat that needed to wiped out. A virus. Granted, he thought of that too, but that was his business, not anybody else’s. He was getting tired now as he ducked down an alleyway that ended in a solid brick wall. He was trapped. Looking over his shoulder, he could hear heavy footfalls.
She was coming..