#haresvoid

[empcrer]

@haresvoid inquired – you sure don't make it easy to follow you. // also from gideos, potentially jokingly

He adjusts his cowl over his tentacles. An aura of amusement mingles with blissful nostalgia. It's been years since he traversed cityscapes without his levitation. While it proved more strenuous than the latter, there was some… comfort in using his athletic ability. A memento from Balduran, perhaps?

" Forgive my… enthusiasm. " Standing, his knees creak. " We're nearing The Counting House; the valuables you seek are within its deeper quarters. "

[judgcmcnt]

@haresvoid prayed

Valtiel hands him a heart

There's a deep rumble at the gift before he takes it, iron jaws opening to claim the treat. Of course afterwards the Yellow God gets a few nuzzles and a lick.

He'll have to return the favor won't he...

[muutosarchive]

🍒 @haresvoid . asked for a starter

"you look like a motorcycle guy." jules notes, leaning back against workbench with arms crossed over her chest. a small smirk revealed by welding mask pulled up, &. a quick huff of air sending a piece of her hair out of her face.

"so . . . you have a motocycle, mr. destroyer?" she asks, her eyebrow raising. if one didn't know any better, they'd take her for making fun of him. &. perhaps she is, in one way or another. ohm's wings fluttering behind her, as he makes his mechanical coo. a gloved hand draped over metal head.

[royalreef]

She trills, something like a whistle but more, a repeating rise and fall of something ancient, primordial, lovely in all matters but echoing strangely in every corner it presses itself into like a state of being rather than a sound. One quirk of the maw is met by another, a curl of her own that only teases her fangs. "Oh, you are a charmer," and if the flutter of her fins is any indicator, it's working, "If you do manage to keep up the good work at this rate, I may just have to see how your own talents would perform beneath the waves. Particularly given you are quite well-to-do yourself."

[judgcmcnt]

Sensual Touches | Open

@haresvoid prayed

[ trace ] // from Valtiel !

Deep purrs fill the secluded room the two have settled in, no monster or human in their right mind would bother them. A crude nest of sorts made by the larger of the duo is what they rest in, a rare thing for them both. They are diligent in their work after all, but when they allow themselves such a luxury it is well earned.

Valtiel has settled itself on top of Pyramid Head, similar to how their meetings go with it on the walls above the other, and its hands roam over his torso. A soft huff, a slight parting of metal jaws, the Red God's hands move to settle and squeeze the Yellow God's thighs.

Yes, just like that...You always know just where to touch don't you, attendant....

He needs more.