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Very sad about the loss of canon potential for Jared Boneturner/Barnabas Bennett

#tma spoilers #iiiiish #random screaming

Connie...how does one seduce others?

--- Momentarily, Connie is taken aback by the suddenness of the inquiry. Especially an inquiry of THIS caliber. But it doesn’t take long for the monstress to hop right into line to give the BEST advice she can.

A purr filled hum rumbles lowly within her chest and she brings a clawed hand up to start absently stroking through her auburn strands. A low chuckle falls from her fanged and wide set mouth, her tongue poking out from between her sharp teeth childishly.

❛ – OH. Baby-cakes... Now you’re askin’ the reeeeeeal good questions. ❜ Constance leans forward, hooking her other hand at the other to lure them closer, as if she’s sharing a secret. And in a way, she kind of is. Except this is what she’s MADE for! These sorts of questions? Exactly in Connie’s lane!

❛ – You’ve gotta make yourself available, first. Okay? Let the peoples you’re trying to GET LUCKY WITH know that you’re definitively an option for getting lucky. ❜ The hand that is combing through her hair drops and then go to rest at her incredibly rounded hips. She rubs her palms coquettishly so along her curves, hands sliding upwards to even cup at her breasts, as if feeling up on her own form is giving her the proper inspiration.

YOU SHOULD BE TAKING NOTES RIGHT NOW, DEAR.

❛ And then you’ve gotta SHOW what’cha packing! Show what you can GIIIIIVE. If you’ve got some fluffed up pillows in that brassiere of yours? Flaunt ‘em. A booty that’s a beauty? FLASH IT. Wag that thing like a hypnotist’s watch, baby girl. ❜ Connie then drops her breasts with a mighty bounce and throws her hands up in the air. Her hair follows suit, standing up on end in her excitement.

-- HORMONES ARE BETTER THAN ANY DRUG SHE’S HAD -- and she’s had them all.

❛ And once you’ve got ‘em puuuuuulled in, my little guppie? Well, you gotta MAKE THE MOVE. Straddle ‘em like they’re the most HUNG horse you’ve ever seen and you’re desperate for the RIDE OF YOUR LIFE! ❜ Connie’s excitement is at full blaze. And it even results in her kicking a hoofed foot against a nearby table, knocking the legs out from under it with the force of her motion. She swings her head around, stepping excitedly from hoof to hoof as a girlish squeal squeaks from her. No matter how many times she has this conversation, it never grows old! She’s positively manic with glee and the unhinged giggles that spurt between her final words are more than telling of that.

❛ – Just don’t be AFRAID to take ADVANTAGE of your URGES, little sister! You’ve got to OWN your sexuality, sensuality and ALL those other ‘ality’s! But once you’ve got ‘em wear you want ‘em, and it’s clear they’re wanting to be where you want ‘em, TAKE THEM! Take them long and hard and never look back! ❜

#i 'mmmm not even surprised #connie | answer #long post #kIIIIND of SUGGESTIVE AT LEAST #IIIIISH #girl has no chill #ancgel

"You're wrong. And you think you're right. That makes you dangerous." Tony said this. Tony, learning from his actions in AoU that nothing is as dangerous as someone who's wrong but thinks they're right.

#I love tony stark so damn much #I still think Cap is right #iiiiish #but tony is also right #iiish #I guess I'm liveblogging cacw

62. “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” IDW Proteus / IDW Mirage Please!

Mirage looked annoyed. “It’s only one night,” he grumbled, “we’ll just share the bed.”

Proteus sneered, pouring himself a cube of engex. He turned to Mirage standing across the room. “What? You really think I’d lie down with someone like you,” he said.

Mirage huffed. “Why, dear senator– You know I wasn’t suggesting anything sexual. You really must get your deviant little CPU out of the gutter. It’s very unbecoming of a politician.”

“If a politician isn’t even a little bit dirty, they’re not a politician,” Proteus countered, “and any so-called government figure or service agent who claims to be innocent and clean is just spewing trash and filth.”

Mirage crawled onto the berth. After finishing his cube, Proteus joined him. The two laid out on their sides, facing one another, a little bit too close despite all the extra room on the wide slab.

“But why would you complain?” Proteus snorted. “You make a living sticking your nose in other people’s dirty laundry.”

Panels clicked, hands wandered between them, finding sensitive equipment and cables. Proteus exvented, closing his optics.

Mirage’s smile quivered. “And you are, by far, the most disgusting of them all, senator.”

The two fell silent, glaring at one another, still fondling cables. Then, slowly, Proteus grinned, and Mirage laughed.

“If only your second shadow was here to join us…” Mirage purred, leaning in to kiss the senator.

Proteus broke the short kiss. “Just you tonight, I’m afraid,” he said, pinching something, and Mirage yelped. Proteus grabbed him firmly by the chin, yanking the spy face to face. “So try not to bore me too much.”

#valveplug #iiiiish