#pentious rp

[broadcasting-screams-since-33]

// Hazbin Hotel Guests*

Current

Cherri Bomb

Baxter

Rooster

Unamed Ant

Unamed Egyptian

Former

Sir Pentious: 2nd guest, Redeemed

Angel Dust: 1st guest, Left

*Tag yourself in the comments if you are role-playing as one of these characters and want interactions

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☾ cute action prompts.

✧ sender customizes a garment for receiver.! - @pentious

Lucid tried his best to stand still for Pen as the serpent adjusts the fabric of the garment, his excitement physically lifting him on his tip toes every few minutes. Azure hues watched attentively, biting his bottom lip. “Is it ready? Can I look in the mirror yet?”

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Apropos of your last post, "Send me 😉 for my muse to straddle yours." From Pentious UwU - @pentious

In the garden the snake did creep~ But here it was the angel that did the creeping. Perhaps it was a heat that compelled Lucid, his own or the sweet scent of the serpents musk. Or even a pleasure to the eye, supple breasts beneath the fabric of attire and exposed lower body. The two had played these pleasurable games, delighted in each other’s fantasies and games. The seraphim took the initiative to move upon Pentious, climbing upon the sinners lap. The slit of his robes parted, the holy fabric just barely still covering his bulge. Tilting his chin down to make large, blue doe eyes at the serpent, the seraphim slowly rolled his hips, sliding his half hardened member along the rows of belly scales just below Pentious closed slit.

“I need your help, Pentious. May we please indulge in one another’s flesh and whimsy~? I wish to see the cute faces you make as we stoke each other’s internal flames.”

[brokendreamscreation]

&. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

❛ what would they think if they could see you now, hm? ❜ Pentious! - @pentious

While he may be a seraph, Lucid was certainly no saint. Tempted to try things like his predecessor, perhaps to feel more “human”, or mortal. The enjoyment of simple yet complex things such as pleasures of the flesh coaxed him like a sirens song. And with Pentious, the seraph felt welcomed and safe to explore these unholy interests.

Knelt before Pentious with wrists bound with silk ribbon behind his back, Lucid gazed up in a lustful haze. His mouth lulled open, rasping his tongue against the angelic snakes vent, dipping in to taste the soft fleshy interior and juices. It was like lapping a succulent fruit, tasting the nectar that only made him yearn for more. Below his own member twitched with need, hardened with excitement from such an intimate process. All the Pen has done, Lucid wished to express that gratitude and fondness to them, to make them feel good and appreciated.

“Aaah…Th-they would clutch at pearls, no doubt,” he finally replied, chuckling softly. “Am I doing this right? Does it feel good for you, Pen?”

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Send 🧸 to find my muse as a child

🧸- @pentious

Wandering the halls of the hotel, the fledgling angel peeked into every room that was open or unlocked. Lucid had never seen place like this before, nothing so red covering every inch of decorum. He was not frightened or nervous, bare feet carrying him forward to the next area. Strange bugs with beady red eyes darted away into cracks at his appearance, too quick for the child to chase.

Ahead in the hall the little angel spotted a strange being, an egg with arms and legs! It ran past down a perpendicular hall out of sight, so the child ran to give chase. His single set of blue and gold wings fluttered, hoping to give him a boost of speed to try and keep up. Rounding another corner the child suddenly came face-to-body with another strange being. Bouncing off the scaly body, lil Lucid tumbled back onto his butt, blinking with wide blue eyes in disbelief. Before him towered the largest snake he had ever seen! His mouth hung open in awe, taking in the mix of bright and dark colors. When their gazes met, the fledgling gave a gap toothed smile and spoke in a high pitched childish voice. “Hello! Who are you?”

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“As punishment a reward, after I fill you up, you’ll wear a butterfly plug to keep it all inside while we run errands.” from a muse of your choice 🙂‍↕️ - @pentious

“Butterfly plug? What is that?” Butterflies were beautiful creatures, to wear one representing such a delicate character upon his person, especially as a reward for being so good for Pen. Arms bound above his head, Lucid laid with his legs splayed open in anticipation, presenting his ass and twitching cock to the serpent. Teeth bit at his bottom lip, leaving indentations. A foot rubbed tenderly against Pentious’ scaled tail, the smoothness cool to the touch.

“I’ll be so good for you, Pen~ I like anything you put inside me. Please fill me up and use me.”

[brokendreamscreation]

[tie.] sender binds receiver's wrists with rope / belt / tie / etc. & [beg.] sender makes receiver beg before giving them what they want.

From pen 🙂‍↕️ - @pentious

☾ lustful action prompts.

The rope bindings around Lucid’s wrists were something the blue angel had never experienced before. Well in all honesty, he had no experience with any of the activities he and Pentious were currently engaged in. The toying, teasing, bare nakedness and vulnerability, it made the angels heart thud rapidly, breath hitching. Each little touch upon his porcelain skin, tickling and sending pleasurable tingles through him.

But where Lucid was most sensitive, his member twitched with arousal and desire, only to have that ghostly touch denied. The angel whimpered and whined, wiggling and detained from being able to touch himself. Hands closed tighter in their bindings, giving the serpent sinner a pleading gaze. “Please? Please Pentious, I-I need- I neeeeeed to be touched. Touched…there. Please touch me, h-help it to stop th-throbbing. I’ll do whatever you want!”

[alteregozowie]

"I believe vore means that you're a VORE-Y handsome and charming, which is true for you Mister Alastor."

"Well now! How very gracious, my... serpentine fellow! I am quite handsome, and charming too! You clearly hve some semblance of wits about you!"

Considered him charmed! He'll have to try a lot harder to remember his name. Penty? Sepenti? Sir Pent? Pentious! Sir Pentious!

He was so proud he remembered.