“Are you blind ? I’m trying to pray here. Oh, well faking.” killerxqueenism

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“Are you blind ? I’m trying to pray here. Oh, well faking.” killerxqueenism
“Yes, master– I am sure. I..I’m positive.”
“I’m pretty sure you will not like my punishment.” killerxqueenism
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killerxqueenism - Send me ‡ for my character’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.
The feeling of someone crawling into bed behind him and thin arms wrapping around him made Jimmy wake up a little bit; it had been a long time since he’d had anyone do such a thing. The last one had been Maggie, who would appear in the middle of the night to cuddle, and everyone knew how well that had turned out. “Go ‘way, Maggie. Don’t want’cha here.” He mumbled as he pulled the sheet around his body a little bit tighter; he really didn’t what he was saying because he was still so tired.
Sam was so.. comfortable. She exhaled tiredly, watching the sleeping form of the clown who was laying opposite her. She crawled sleepily before laying her head on the moving stomach of him, wrapping her arms over him, cuddling him like a teddy bear.
The pressure on his stomach caused his eyes to open slightly, and he craned his neck to see that Julianne had moved to lay on him. Not that he minded it. In fact, the solid weight of her felt nice, and he laid his head back down, his eyelids drooping once more as he focused on the warmth that was building up where her head rested. It was comforting and reminded him that he wasn't alone in his bus anymore. He had her here, and that meant way more than he could have expressed. Slowly, the clown drifted back off to sleep.
killerxqueenism answered the call
{ ♜ } "World War I helped strengthen the power of central government in the United States and Europe, which meant that 19th-century liberalism that emphasized individual responsibly was gone forever. In fact, one of the chief legacies of the war is the lasting power of the state over its citizens."
Julianne had been thinking about this for awhile now. Since he had saved her, actually. She woke up from her night's sleep, moving out of her makeshift bed on the floor of the bus before looking over to the large sleeping form of Twisty. She was hesitant, but she inched over and pressed a loving kiss to the center of his mask. She just hoped he didn't wake up now--
He hadn’t been sleeping too deeply, his mind still a bit on edge after the day’s events. Still, he’d been utterly exhausted and had given in to sleep, happy for the warmth and company that Juliane was currently supplying him with. He likely would have remained in that weird undreaming sleep for the entire night had he not felt something, an ever so gentle sensation, against his face. Slowly, his eyes opened. It was still dark, but his eyes quickly adjusted to see Julianne before him. He blinked slowly, wondering if he had somehow started to dream, a weak and curious sound escaping him.
“Enjoying the view?” killerxqueenism
18: Are you into dressing up for sex? [ wINK WONK ]
18: Are you into dressing up for sex?
“Dressed up? Isn’t the point that you’re supposed to be dressing down? Uh...honestly, I’m not too uh...I don’t know much about dressing up for stuff. My ex once asked me specifically if we could do it when I had my clown costume on, and it made me kinda uncomfortable. She managed to get me to wear the nose though. I don’t know what that did to help things, but she seemed to enjoy it. I think I heard once that some people like to dress up like...I think it was, dogs? Like collars and leashes, and I don’t know how I feel about that either. I can’t really say yes or no to being into something if I haven’t tried it.”