#thebluespider

[thebleuspider]

Sitting here I realized something; Madilin would lose her mind if she had to be quarantined. No traveling. No going out. No shopping. Must keep a distance from people. She would not know how to function, and probably would be bothering everyone in her contacts constantly.

[thebleuspider]

I'm going to bed before I stress myself with all the things I owe, since I took a little break from everything.

Also, I have so many doodles that I want to make of Madilin and friends, that will also stress me out.

It's hard being a mun.

[thebleuspider]

♥ *^*

Gently curling her long fingers into the medic’s coat the slender spy slowly pulled the sweet BLU forward, pulling her closer until their bodies were nearly flush before letting a single hand of spindling digits trail up the doctors chest. Tracing a slow pointed line along her neck Madilin let her body lean into her with a heated weight as her head dipped in to brush her lips along the woman’s jaw, letting her breath caress her skin as she purred out in a low luscious tone, “Vous voulez un baiser? Hmm, je promets que je ne vais pas décevoir.” Her words hardly louder than a heated whisper as she trailed her soft full lips to the edge of Leona’s, letting her nose nuzzle the skin there as the hand trailing up the side of her neck moved along the other side of her jaw, using a single slender leather and lace bound finger to tilt her face toward her, bringing her lips to hers.