How does your muse react/respond?
"Don’t let them in, don’t let them see. be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know. Well, now they know!” Twirling around the living as she sang out loud. “Let it go, let it go. Can’t hold it back anymore. Let it go, let it go. Turn away and slam the door.”
If i like the reply we can make a thread out of it~
'What kind of overalls does Mario wear?'
Yep, I laughed out loud
I love the “oh no” like he fucking knows he’s going to hear a shitty ass joke
Hyde moaned softly, flicking his own tongue against the shell of her ear, almost countering what she had done to him, then nibbling at her lobe. “And I shall have no doubt. You’ve already shown me what a convincing little harlot you can be. Lucy is a harlot, so I’m sure you will play her perfectly. Just remember to push your tits up so that I can easily—I mean, the ‘audience’ can easily distinguish them.” He laughed wickedly. Licking his lips, he tilted his head back, his eyes falling shut as he pushed himself harder against her. The friction of their bodies rubbing against each other, only caused his length to grow considerably, straining painfully now against his trousers. His heart picked up speed as her hands met his chest. “Oh I do have multiples, but for the moment, you’re the only one I’ve my eye on.”
"I’m sure the audience will have no problem seeing my tits I assure you." She purred as she rested her hands against his chest while looking up at him. Her heart racing a bit as their bodies continued to move against each other in a seductive motion. Smirking at the thought of Hyde taking her into his office for..Now now Veronica. She thought to herself halting the perverted images threatening to flow through her mind. “Only on me?” She asked in a teasing manner. “I’ll make sure to give you something to watch.”
He shivered under James’ touch, his teeth and lips sending sparks of pleasure down his body. He tilted his head back to give James all the access he wanted. “I’d like that.” He murmured, pressing himself close. “Make me yours.”
James bite his bottom lip as he let his hands roam freely across the scientist’s soft skin. Laying his head on the crook of his neck as he took in his scent. He loved everything about Bruce even the excess amount of chest hair he had. Nipping playfully at the sensitive skin of his collar bone he rubbed the other’s inner thighs.