I'm curious how naughty are you willing to go as long as the pictures stay private such as sending in a private message? I really enjoy your content so I promise I won't do anything to ruin your trust that's the last thing I want
That's a very much 'it depends' situation, because I have a lot of naughty stuff in my downloads, but there are times I can go further with those if I feel like it~ 💋
/ I'd say she's pretty kinky, she's into a lot of things and she's willing to try things she hasn't tried too. Her favourite thing is teasing her partners in public or doing sneaky public sexytimes >u>
14. Give us a random sinday headcanon or fact about your muse!
/ She's had plenty of threesomes, possibly foursomes before in the past :) (maybe more)
I've thought more than once about how it would feel to have your hand wrist-deep inside me, and not through the usual route, but I don't want to make things weird if it'd be more scarring than interesting or hot for you.
Anonymously confess something that your muse wants to tell mine.
He's been looking at this one for a while, trying to figure out how he FEELS ABOUT IT, but here we go:
"Look, I'm a masochist, not a sadist. I don't like hearin' people scream an' hands in open wounds usually elicit that reaction. But if WHOEVER THIS IS happens to have a HIGH ENOUGH PAIN TOLERANCE an' a certain THING FOR THAT..."
It happened so fast───A casual conversation turning sour. Spurred, no doubt, by his insecurity, and the need to dominate. Then there was Amelia who always had to have the last word. Normally he shrugged it off and rolled his eyes, but this time. . .He decides to do something about it.
A red leather gloved hand lifts, and presses one particular red button. The elevator stops as he slowly turns to her, his expression callous and before she can even say a word his hand moves to grab her, turning her before she can react, his palm pinning the side of her face to the metal wall. . .the pressure would hurt no doubt, but even now as he plans to desecrate her, he's careful to not use too much pressure because much as he'd never admit it, she was precious to him.
❝ You're fucking unbelievable.❞ he breathes into her ear, his voice tense as his free hand moves to her front to unbutton her pants, letting them slide to the floor as his hand moves against the heat between her legs. An index and middle finger work her immediately as he leans forward, his erection pressed against her rear as he exhales lowly. ❝ Talking to me like that───Like you didn't have my cock down your throat last night.❞ He mutters under his breath, spreading her slickness before his hands retreat , ❝ Don't fucking move.❞ An order, warning as he moves to pull his cock out, guiding it so that it rubs against her slit in a painfully slow motion.
❝ I'm going to fuck you stupid. . .and then you are going to go into that meeting like nothing happened.❞ A shift of his hips before he bucks himself fully into her heat, his head leaning back immediately as a groan escapes at the sensation of her velvety walls clenching him. A exhale as one hand holds her steady as the other moves to grope her grossly as moves with intent, not slowing in the slightly. A hiss leaves him, ❝ I'm going to fill you to the fucking brim too." He growled, "So you can sit in it like the whore you are.❞