For once I would actually like it if someone waited for me.
I’m tired of waiting.
Now that the anons have attacked Cloud and caused him to want to kill his mun, bedtime it is!
I will talk to everyone tomorrow. Night!! :D
You needed to know that because... dirty messages... your mun requires them. SOOOO ABOUT THAT PARTY.
Anonymous“….” He turned and smacked his mun upside the head.
Mun: OW WTFFFFFFF!?
“Ass.”
Mun: DX
A strong hand sweeps to lazily slide across the back of the blonde's neck before he's being gripped like a kitten, fingers holding him by the scruff. Teeth nibble at an ear, accompanied by a tongue to sweep across its rim in slow fashion, easing along the sensitive shell as the other hand draws the blonde's hips backwards where a casual grind ensues. It is a strong grip, the assault meant to be one of pleasure at this moment in time. What need for words when fingers slide south down his stomach?
AnonymousCloud pulled away. “Did you need something…!?” He gave the anon an annoyed look, near to a glare but not quite and he kept his distance. “Seriously…” He looked to his mun, glaring. “This is your fault.”
Mun: I WAS BORED!
“And I should care why?”
Mun: Because I control your every word and action?
“….”
Mun: That’s what I though. >3>
