[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?
𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 || (always accepting) || @superstarry-oc
[TXT: Goody Two Shoes Hero Vy 🌟] damn right i am, 'cause i continue to be sucha bad influence of you :)
[TXT: Goody Two Shoes Hero Vy 🌟] cmonnnn be fun and hangout with me! aint even that late
[TXT: Goody Two Shoes Hero Vy 🌟] where would you even be sneaking out from? what, are you held hostage somewhere?? nobody will stop you except yourself (boooo)
[TXT: Goody Two Shoes Hero Vy 🌟] aint like im invitin you over for some fancy party--we'll get food and chill on some rooftop somewhere, how about that?
Oh, how quickly he regretted this decision. He may have set himself up for failure, saying his duplication power was more efficient than Vyna's flying ability—but not when compared to scaling a building, which was the obstacle she threw his way. One may ask, why was he even entertaining the hero like this anyway? His answer was always simply, why not? Even being embarrassed and having banter from it was usually more fun than being bored, so might as well.
"Plead??" The multiplier blurted out with exaggeration followed by a scoff-like laugh. "Yeah, keep dreamin'. Ain't gonn' be gettin' no pleadin' from me, girly."
Shaded eyes scanned the building up and down; why did she have to pick the tallest one on the block? Rude as hell. He just stayed silent for a few seconds, very immediately realizing that there was just no way, before letting out a frustrated grumble. "... Well, I can carry a whole lotta more stuff than you ever could, so I'll just take that win instead."
Send 🍆 for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude
OR Send “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
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[TXT: Vy 🌟💗] WHEWWW well good morning to you too sweetheart
[TXT: Vy 🌟💗] totally messed up that youre sending me this while youre away with that mentor of yours 'cause i would be over your place so quickly.....
[TXT: Vy 🌟💗] goddamn how could you possibly be this gorgeous im going insane over here 🤪
[TXT: Vy 🌟💗] ive saved this pic 5 times i think
[TXT: Vy 🌟💗] p l e a s e tell me when youre home i miss you
My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.
Vyna's scream was loud, so is her crying, she is holding Billy really close begging for him to open his eyes, tease her, something. But she can't hear a heartbeat at all. The kryptonian refuse to be approached or to let the multiplier being taken away from her. Her words made no sense from how hard she was crying, but everyone understood, gove her space to grieve.
My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it. || (always accepting) || @superstarry-oc
this is fine everything is fine im not heartbroken it’s fine 😭😭😭
❛ Don’t look at me like that. You’ll make me forget we’re supposed to be fighting. ❜
𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 || (always accepting) || @superstarry-oc
Billy caught her slipping. Just for a second was Vy distracted by two of his clones, back and forth yapping away at each other in front of her which gave him this opportunity to move in and strike. It was funny; she even looked around as this clone display was happening before her, presumably because she herself figured it was a trick for some sort of ambush, but thankfully she didn't see him lurking around the corner. Though with a few quiet strides to get from his current location to where she was—just a few, since long legs and all—he took ahold of her and pinned her to the wall next to where she stood, a wide grin caked on his face.
"Gotcha." The multiplier let out a laugh as he could see just how caught off guard she was by his grab. "Rule number one; as handsome as they are, don't let the clones distract ya too badly."
Why he was giving advice to the hero on what to look out for with him, he didn't know, but why not? It wasn't all that serious; hell, this fight wasn't serious, even though he could tell she was trying her very best to make it so, as if trying to prove a point, either to him or to herself or both. Either way, clearly he wasn't having it as he still kept her pinned, eyes behind shades looking right at her even though she couldn't tell.
And then she said this line to him, and the most mischievous smirk infiltrated Billy's lips in response.
"Oh? Make ya forget, huh? When ya say it like that, kinda sounds like ya wanna forget. Hmm. Interestin', interestin'..." A low chuckle left him after his teasing words, giving it another second before finally letting her go and taking a cordial step back with hands up before him in defense. "N' I'm wearin' m' shades too. I think I mighta killed ya if I had looked atcha just then without 'em on."
[held.] sender intertwines their fingers with receivers while having sex.
intimacy action prompts || (always accepting) || @superstarry-oc
Sometimes—okay, most times—Vy could be a teasing menace. And while the duplicator was all for that and gave it right back to her and then some, this was one of those times where he quickly and absolutely succumbed without much of a back and forth. He wasn't quite sure what it was, whether he was just in that type of mood, or if her teasing was just that compelling; probably both, and he was totally okay with that.
As a result, his hands were now gripping hiked up thighs as hips met hard and repeatedly against her. Gritted groans loosely and generously escaped from his throat with each thrust he gave, though a bit of a mischievous smirk tugged at his lips from his own actions as dilated eyes kept on hers. He knew he was giving her exactly what she had riled him up for, and he was happy to deliver; anything to get those pretty noises out of her mouth and circulating through his ears.
Though Billy suddenly felt her hand take ahold of the top of his own, slender fingers gripping the back as if to get him to let go of his grip on her thigh. Movements of his lower half faltered slightly out of curiosity yet continued anyway. He loosened his hold and let go, only for Vy's hand to slip into the separated space, bring his own hand up more, and have fingers intertwine within the gaps between his.
A breathless chuckle emitted from him at the adorable gesture. It was a tender moment even through the built-up teasing and the current result of that; just a cute reminder of the love she had for him, of the constant touch and closeness she wanted to feel from him.
He now shifted himself and his positioning, leaning over her with body more flush against hers. Intertwined hands pressed into the mattress next to her, holding him up and steady as thrusts continued to drive between her legs.
[ KNEES ]: sender lowers themselves to their knees.
𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 || (always accepting) || @superstarry-oc
Heated lips were pressed adamantly against Vy's as the two basically stumbled into his apartment after the duplicator somehow managed to unlock and open the door. Considering how the exchange began, they were lucky to even make it there, let alone get inside. But that was as far as they went since Billy pressed her back right against the now closed door, with her happily obliging.
Though what he didn't expect from her at all, after a few minutes of messy, unrestrained mouths against one another, was her suddenly lowering herself to her knees, before deft hands immediately went for his belt. A horrendously strong chill vibrated through his entire body in surprise at the sight, quite the pleasant feeling settling directly within the depths of him. Those light grey eyes of hers locked right onto his own widened blues as he gazed in awe at her. He swore he could see a glint of mischief within her expression, just a little bit.
Heartrate started to pick up in anticipation, gaze never breaking as he watched her slender fingers work to remove the belt, unbutton and unzip his jeans, then tug them down. Each action she performed was just another tinge of getting turned on, that being obvious by the time she got to his boxer briefs, with half-hardened bulge pressed against the fabric.
Tips of her fingers ghosted up and along the covered length, earning Vy a restrained breath exiting from the back of his throat. His own hand went up to her hair, digits running through the soft blonde locks leisurely as his eyes never left her for a second. He didn't realize just how heavy his breath was becoming; she was already doing a number on him and she had barely touched him.
Now she pulled down the remaining restrictive garment unhurriedly past hips, his arousal springing free in front of him then immediately taken ahold of by her at the base. Those eyes of hers never left his own for more than a few seconds at this point, but they really weren't going to now as her lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, causing a small, low moan to escape him at the sensation. Slowly her mouth took more of him in before beginning to bob her head along him, back and forth, taking just a bit more of him into her mouth with each repeat.
"Fuck, Vyna." He breathed out with a slight roughness to his voice, fingers within her hair still caressing but starting to grip ever so slightly. "Aintchu a real pretty sight right now."
