[ maybe it's a little funny, how fizz can be dating the sin of lust for years with whatever kinky shit that entails and he's still getting overwhelmed by a knee between his thighs, a mouth on his neck, and the rubbing and squeezing of a tail around his.
(maybe it's who's doing it.)
he can't help but grind down against blitzø's leg as he tilts his head as a way to beg for more attention to his throat, a soft moan escaping him before he can recover, squeezing his thighs around the leg between them and scrabbling at the other imp's shoulders to hang on. ]
■■■■ yeah, you'd better. Gonna tell him all about it so that he tells me to drag you into bed with us.
[ with a wild, sharklike grin and a manic little giggle. ]
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(maybe it's who's doing it.)
he can't help but grind down against blitzø's leg as he tilts his head as a way to beg for more attention to his throat, a soft moan escaping him before he can recover, squeezing his thighs around the leg between them and scrabbling at the other imp's shoulders to hang on. ]
■■■■ yeah, you'd better. Gonna tell him all about it so that he tells me to drag you into bed with us.
[ with a wild, sharklike grin and a manic little giggle. ]