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There’s only a low growl in response as he remained where he was as well, a clear answer to taking his apron off. He didn’t see the need to do such so he wasn’t going to do it and if she couldn’t do this “massage” without taking his apron off they were done here. The thought annoyed him if he found her only for nothing to come to fruition.

Perhaps he’ll just eat her instead. At least then he wouldn’t have wasted his time.

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Scars Meme | Closed

@theweirdchick​

[BLUNDER] Whoa, that's a lot of scars... Do they still hurt?

It was one of those rare times that he actually took his apron off to groom himself, leaving him in his pants and boots. His long black tongue made it easy to reach where he needed, the slick muscle stretching out to swipe against his scar riddled skin. The beast had been doing this as he sat in one of the classrooms of Midwich when the female found him.

Pyramid Head’s tongue stopped mid-lick along his chest when he heard Nora speak and looked up at her. His tongue remained out though as he stared at her and he tilted his head slightly. Such a strange question given she knew how he was, his very nature, and so he doesn’t think much of it. The Executioner just gave the survivor a huff before returning to his grooming, not minding if she remained there or not.

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A gasp escaped her lips as his large hand unexpectedly wrapped around her neck, only to be replaced with a low grunt when her back made hard contact with the wall. By instinct, rather than by the desire to escape, her left hand shot up to grab at his wrist. Oh, no, she could not escape and had absolutely no desire to attempt to either.

The sultry smile on her face was enough to express just how much she adored his ruthlessness and overpowering dominance. She bit her lower lip as everything about this situation hinted to more delicious aggressiveness to come.

As soon as he let go of her throat, keeping her in place with the sheer strength in his body, she wasted no time in wrapping her naked thighs around his waist. She couldn't be happier about her decision to wear a knee-length dress today. His taut muscles and his warmth felt so good against her bare skin.

His hands were on her in an instant, possessively squeezing and fondling her flesh, drawing shameless gasps from her parted lips. A long, slimy appendance that she could only assume was his tongue, slithered from under the metal cage on his shoulders then began lapping at her neck and face. She arched her back with a moan, encouraging and begging more from him. Her prayers were answered as she felt it slide all over her exposed skin, occasionally slipping under her dress to tease her even further. That and his continued groping was enough to make her damp with arousal.

She didn't care about his insults or about discussing the gravity of her wrongdoings with him, all she wanted was more of that wonderful tongue, more of his rough hands, more of his warmth, more, more, more. Though his words did have an unexpected soothing effect on her. She felt like she could let go of her usual charades and attempts to hide herself. He knew her sins and all her secrets. She could breathe freely, in a twisted, frightening way.

Grinding against him invitingly, she was drowning in her lust and her hands, that had been grasping at his apron until now, moved to pull down the straps of her dress. She had always been fond of wearing provocative lingerie and only hoped that her push-up bra would give him a pleasing view of her heaving breasts.

Then she rested one hand on his own and the other on his chest, gently tugging on his gloves and apron. "Take them off, please...I want to feel your skin."

(I spy with my little eye...a huge wall of text. Damn, I need a cold shower. I have no shame, I know. Would love to turn this in to a full RP if you are willing.)

A deep rumble sounded from him at her receptiveness, pleased with such, and it urged him on to continue what he was doing. He pressed a little more against her when he felt her legs wrap around his waist and one hand went to grab her thigh in a harsh grip, fingers digging into her skin. He was tempted to tighten his hold, feel her bones break under his strength, but that would come later.

The sins that hung around her like a repressive fog were making themselves known through the sounds she made and her movements, riling both his lust and his aggression. It would probably be her undoing by the end of this, if she saw the end of this. He very well could kill her before he was done and she could never get that release that her body craved. Perhaps that would be her punishment, to always chase and never receive what she begged for. She certain did deserve such...

His groping hand paused for just a moment when she pulled down the straps to her dress, indeed giving him quite the view of her breasts, and he is quick to cup one of the mounds of flesh through the fabric, teasingly rubbing her with the pad of his thumb as well. His tongue also traveled to that area, sliding underneath the bra to curl and squeeze the other breast, before it slowly retracted back underneath his helmet and left a wet trail behind..

However his grip became brutal when she started to tug at his clothes and the hand that held her thigh swiftly grabbed her wrists and slammed them above her head, keeping them pinned there in his hold. Pyramid Head snarled at her, dominant and feral, and squeezed her wrists until he could feel the bones grinding together. She was to demand nothing, she was to take what he gave and give what he wanted.

The beast pushed his groin against her, letting her feel what she wanted yet was not able to get until he gave it to her. The pressure was just a tease, both to himself and her, but it was enough to get the message across.

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[Equip: Transform Costume] *I'm sorry...*

RPG Commands | Open

Before he can react he’s already in the costume. The material is unfamiliar and doesn’t cover some places that are used to being covered. So he stands there stiff and tense, refusing to move until it comes off.

It’s almost like a cat in sweater.

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Mistletoe - accidental

Mistlefoetoe | Open

It was accidental to find her underneath the small green thing, but just like the predator he was he took advantage of it.

With a rumbling growl he was quickly on Nora, pressing into from behind and rubbing the side of his helmet against her head. His black tongue then made a appearance and went straight for her face, licking and pressing at her lips.

Come now, little morsel, let him have a taste of you.

[mxshtyx]

You okay?

The Danger Ask...

On the verge of tears, those two words were ones that normally sent others into a full blown breakdown... but Nea had to be strong. In this hell, you couldn't show your emotions. You had to keep yourself hard, otherwise others could play on your weaknesses...

Nea knows Nora is trying to be helpful, but she had to beat her emotions back down before answering the other, and once they were at bay, she turned to the other with a small smile.

"Always." She lied easily, turning to face the other and straightening up as she did so. "Just tired... as usual.

[mxshtyx]

"Boo!" Nora chuckles behind Nea, regardless if she actually scared her or not.

Send “Boo” to scare my muse Send “Oh stop it!” for my muse to scare yours.

The sudden presence of the other behind her does give Nea a bit of a start, but she would take Nora over one of the killers any day(and most of the other survivors...). The urban artist jumps slightly, spinning around before letting out a small sigh of relief.

"You gotta be careful with that shit..." Nea jokes before smiling. "Do that to the wrong person and you're liable to get stabbed... or worse... good to see you though."

[judgcmcnt]

Sinday Questions | Open

@theweirdchick​ prayed

Do you like edging? Either you doing it to others or be done to you?

Indeed especially when it gets his partner beg to him. If he’s in the right mood he’ll let his partner edge him, but sometimes he doesn’t have the patience to allow it for long.