#ingeniosus-decoris

[thesardonicspider]

25.

Want to start a smut RP with me? Pick a random number from 1-25 and send it to me, and I’ll tell you what our muses are going to do.

My muse slaps your muse’s ass.

Whistling innocently, Peter passes by Gwen with a grin, smacking his hand roughly across her backside.

[thesardonicspider]

"You are mine, and no one else's, Spiderdork."

"No question about it, Gwen. I have always been yours.”

[reclusiveredspider-blog]

❤

Your muse sneaks into my muse’s bed in the night

Recluse started in the night, reaching for whatever was on his bedside table (the lamp). In the night, he could see as well as if it had been day. When he saw the familiar blonde hair, he smiled almost regretfully. "You came. You're here for him, aren't you. Please stay, for him. He doesn't know how to thank you, but I do. Stay for him." 

[thesardonicspider]

✉

Send me ✉ and I’ll randomly generate a text message you’ll get from my muse.

[TEXT]: I’ve found your porn. 

[thesardonicspider]

I want the K.

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number (NSFW version)

6. Inner-thigh kiss.

God, he loved seeing her squirm, especially when it his doing. Glancing up at the blonde from the spot he had just kissed on her stomach, Peter grins at her, unable to hide his utter satisfaction at her reaction. His lips pepper over the curve of her bare hip, just barely pressing against her skin. He has other plans for her.

Lower and lower he goes, until he reaches the soft flesh of her right thigh. Lips ghost over her skin, parted to allow his hot breath to roll over her flesh, tongue dancing along with it. As he reaches the inside of her thigh, he presses his lips to a kiss, before baring his teeth in a soft bite, tongue tracing the mark to soothe.

[thesardonicspider]

Ѡ

Send an “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

[TEXT]: Oh my god.

[TEXT]: I thought it was my Spider-Sense tingling but nope. I have an erection.