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Can confirm the power of celebrity endorsement is real 😳😳 I somehow managed to sell this fictional cologne to myself while drawing them

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I'm back to being active again. Don't want to get too into but I recently experienced a devastating loss of someone very close to me, and I haven't been able to function much since then.

I am here now, slowly but surely. I'll be getting to replies and asks, so if you want to start something shoot me an ask or a pm!

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@chaosxtrio cont. from here

Still hanging off of his friends shoulders, Yuji is completely unbothered by Megumi's obvious lack of interest and continues to vent about what happened, knowing full well that he'll be told to fuck off when he truly gets annoying. "Okay so - " He then launches into a tirade for a good five minutes, ranting about how terrible the outcome was and how upset he was about it before finally quieting down, looking up at Megumi with expectant eyes.

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It is not often that Atem finds himself on the receiving end of such dominant affection, but he is very quickly discovering how much he enjoys the experience. The other Atem holds as much if not more experience than his own, and it shows in the gentle yet firm way his hands grasp at the others hips.

Few lovers dared to even touch the pharaoh, too scared of the possible ramifications no matter how much he had voiced his approval of such actions, so to have someone be so rough and commanding of his body was a change he was not used to. It was not an unwelcome one, and he found himself unconsciously leaning into every touch, wanting to obey every command.

A shiver runs through his body as those teeth meet his neck, biting down with enough force to bruise, and when his mirror's tongue traces lazily across the now tender spot, heat pools in his stomach and he can't help the gasp that slips from him. The pretense of a struggle for power between the two of them was very quickly dissolving, and he was not the victor.

"Your servants seem to be quite interested in us." Despite the catch in his throat and the fingers tangled in his braids, he wears a cocky grin as he looks down at his alter.

A soft chuckle stirs from the pharaoh's chest, kohl-lined eyes regarding the other with amusement flickering in their golden depths. He brushes his thumb over the muscled lines of his mirror's hip, tracing the sharp line of bone underneath his warm brown skin.

"So eager," he teases lazily, fingers dipping below the waistline of his shenti. "Very well then, have it your way."

Tightening his grip on the hand fisted in the other's braids, he forces the other to tilt his head back, baring his throat to him. He latches onto the bared skin with a low growl, teeth sinking into the strong column of the other man's throat. Bucking his hips, he rotates his hips to grind up into the man seated in his lap, hand slipping fully beneath his clothing to caress warm, soft skin.

Only after he has left a darkening bruise on the other man's throat does he part from his prize, tongue laving lazily over the abused skin. He gives a low hum, golden eyes turning to one of the servants lurking nervously nearby. "You there, bring us a pot of oil. Everyone else, leave us."

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"You got me, doctor. Looks like you know all my tricks." A sly smile plays at his lips, his eyes glinting with mischief as he responds. Play down the serious matter with light teasing, which, thankfully, the good doctor seemed content with letting the matter drop and relieving Aventurine of this embarrassing situation.

His grin only grows at the threat, and he waves the other man off with a casual toss of his hand. "I think you would be very surprised at what I would like, doctor." His go to defense, flirting. It was so simple, yet the amount of trouble he managed to avoid with a simple smile was far too large a number to discredit the act. And of course, some of the situations it had gotten him into were even better.

"'Sides, can you blame a guy for being curious?" he adds, shrugging his shoulders as he looks up at Ratio. And curious he was. Aventurine wasn't one to sit at a table without holding all the cards, and a good few were missing from the deck of one Dr. Veritas Ratio. His desire for knowledge had gotten the better of him, but Ratio had come back far earlier than he was supposed to and Aventurine was forced to rewrite his script on the fly.

He would never buy the sweet and innocent act that Aventurine pretended to be and the blond knew that. The fact that they had and were somewhat working together was nothing. Dealing with the eccentricities of the Avgin was more than enough of a punishment to him. Of course, seeing the gambler actually pull off his various schemes was little to no surprise given his innate luck. There was, however, the undeniable fact that Aventurine was 'pretty', not that Ratio would ever say that out loud. Contemplating locating a bridge, or perhaps a nice view to throw the other off of wasn't quite on his mind yet.

He'd seen the lockpick prior to the fancy way the other male tucked it away into one of his many pockets. He'd purse his lips before reaching a hand up and once more pinching the bridge of his nose. Perhaps there was some reason for the other 'breaking and entering' but would he actually get a legitimate response should he ask? That wasn't very likely.

"I would be inclined to ask you as to what purpose you decided breaking into my room was,"

He wasn't that curious and he had a feeling the other wouldn't be completely honest with him should he ask anyway.

"I am, however, not that curious and I know you have a penchant for playing words to make it seem like you are, in fact, sorry when you are not."

As Aventurine told him he supposed it was time for him to play the 'good little boy' and allow him to escort him back to his own room, he'd merely shake his head again. Why had he had to work with the other male again? He couldn't think of the reason anymore but that was of little consequence. He was dealing with the 'peacock' in his own way after all.

"You would like that, wouldn't you? Me escorting you to your room, to ensure that you are behaving yourself."

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@minds-interlinked sent in: patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds. (Sakura for Naruto)

"Ow!" Naruto whines, wincing in pain as she rubs the cloth gently across the bleeding wound on his arm. Whatever is on it hurts, burning through the open flesh and settling in his muscles with a dull ache. He frowns, one eye shut tight while the other cautiously peeps down at her in morbid curiosity. It made no sense to him, but the disinfectant was hurting more than the slash from the blade had.

And then she pulls out the needle and thread, and he start getting antsy. "You know, Sakura, I don't think we need to stitch it up. It isn't that bad!" His words are enunciated with a laugh, but it is a forced, sharp thing and sounds more akin to someone choking than any form of amusement he may have wished it to be.

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@minds-interlinked sent in: [  WRONG  ROOM  ]:     after a long day, and a hotel with many vacancies, the two muses part ways to go to bed. only, one of them ends up waking in the middle of the night, and shows up at the other’s doorstep, knocking and asking to come in, for reasons unknown to the other muse. (Katsuki for Shouto)

It's late when he hears the first series of knocks, aggressive in their incessant pounding on the door to his room. He sits up slowly, wishing to wipe the sleep from his eyes and perhaps fix his bed head a little, but the knocks continue, and even though there was no yelling attached, he knew that if it was Bakugo on the other side, they wouldn't stop until he answered.

And there was the nagging feeling that despite the lack of vocal enunciation, there could be something wrong. It was, after all, two in the morning after a very physically taxing day for the both of them, and the other hero should be peacefully asleep in his own bed. Well, as peaceful as Bakugo was capable of being, anyway.

Sleep mussed hair forgotten amid his sudden worry, he climbs out of the bed and makes quick strides towards the door, bare feet echoing off the wooden floors in his haste. It takes but a few steps to reach the door, and the light from the hallway spills into his room as he opens it, illuminating his unexpected guest and swathing his face in shadow.

"Bakugo?" he asks, concern lacing his tone as he looks the other up and down for injuries. "Is something wrong?"

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@cosmicfates cont. from here

Aventurine grins up at him, not a shred of regret to be found on his face. "Aw, how sweet of you!" His voice drips with sweet sacchrine, purposely over playing the innocence he knows Ratio does not, in any way, buy. In fact, he was probably contemplating a new bridge in Penacony that he could throw the Avgin off of with every word, but he couldn't help himself. He found irritating the doctor had quickly become one of his favourite pastimes.

He meets Ratio's gaze easily, body relaxed as he leans back against the open doorframe. He holds one hand up and flashes the lockpick at the doctor, twirling it between his fingers before pocketing it with a flourish.

"Looks like you caught me with my hand in the cookie jar, doctor." He pushes up from the frame, closing the door behind him as he moves. "I suppose it's time for me to play the part of a good little boy and allow you to escort me back to my room."

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sorry for liking blond men

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🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil

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@cosmicfates cont. from here

A huff of laughter forces its way past his lips before he can stifle it, and he flashes a toothy grin at the frowning ice mage. "Because you're about as big a' prude as they come, Popsicle."

He crosses his arms across his chest and leans against the building they were stopped beside. The rough brick scratched against the scales on his back, but he ignored the uncomfortable feeling. Enduring the discomfort was well worth making Gray squirm.

"Unless you meant all those threats to fuck me."

He puts on his best attempt at a serious face, but keeping the smile from breaking through is proving very difficult.

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@crimsononiarataki sent in: book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf. ->For the tiny blonde known as Lucy

She was stood on the very tips of her toes, right arm outstretched as far as she could possibly make it, and yet the book she was after just barely eluded her grasp. She huffed in irritation, plopping back down to stand on the flat of her feet as she stared up in silent anger at the offending tome.

As aggravating as it was, she had to admit defeat. And so, she turned with a heavy sigh to address the ( much taller ) person seated on her couch. "Itto?" After calling for his attention, she glances back to the shelf beside her and points up. "Could you grab this for me, please?"

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

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"No, go ahead," Sasuke replies with a shake of his head. He leans his elbow on the table, resting his chin on his hand as he turns his full attention to her. 'Friends' was a concept he was still new to, but he found the idea that Ino trusted him enough to confide in him to be...a strangely nice one.

"What's on your mind?"

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"Aww! That's so sweet! Thank you Sasuke, I appreciate it." Ino said happily as she accepted it. "You don't mind if I vent do you? I got a lot on my mind." She asked.

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Lucy laughs at his words, but the sound is quickly swallowed as Itto reclaims her mouth. There was something different about this kiss though, something that her lack of actual experience had no name for. If this was a scene in one of her books, they'd probably describe it as hunger.

She never thought she would move this fast with someone. She had always imagined her eventual love life would be a long, sweet thing where her future suitor would court her for months and they'd fall in love slowly but perfectly over time.

Not grinding against an Oni on her couch minutes after her first kiss.

She wants to laugh, but the feeling in her stomach is growing, and becoming impossible to ignore. This is Itto. She doesn't need a soft and slow love with him, she's cared about him for years. Really, it should come as no surprise that this is how their friendship would evolve into something else. And the burn in her chest was real, and she figured that she might as well take this chance while it's still hers to take.

So she leans into the kiss, grinding her hips down into his lap. She wants to draw more of those sounds out of him, wants to see just how far she can push him before he snaps. Not that she thinks he would ever actually harm her, but she would be lying if she said she hadn't long been curious about his Oni side when it came to things like this.

The Oni would let out a soft hum as Lucy's fingers carded through his hair, it was a little known fact that he actually enjoyed having his hair played with. Not that he'd let just anyone touch it. Oh no, there had to be a certain level of trust between them before that would be allowed. With Lucy, though? He'd never once needed to ask or tell her, to stop. She never hurt him by yanking on it, nor did she try to put it into weird hairstyles. He wasn't aware that she'd had something of a crush on him for a while, since they'd only really ever hung out as friends. Her reading, and him watching whatever random show happened to be on her television, sometimes he even cooked for her.

He was also completely unaware of her collection of smut novels with his kind as the focal point.

"Good, I'm glad you're okay, Lucy."

He had been quite into the kiss, going as far as to almost lose himself in the initial one, even. Not too surprising given how much emotion he'd felt within the gesture. Of course, he mostly attributed that to her having been reading one of her beloved trashy romance books prior to his surprise kiss earlier. As she leaned back up, he'd meet her half way, their lips meeting in a gentle fashion that would show how okay he was with continuing what they were doing.

He'd let out a soft hum as he felt her nails gently scraping the back of his head. She'd manage to elicit a gasp from him as she took his bottom lip into her mouth and bit it, the gasp would quickly morph into a moan and his fingers would dig just a bit harder against her. As she stopped and pulled a bit away, he'd watch her expression before bringing one hand up to the back of her head and bringing their mouths close once more.

"Who said you could stop after doing that?"

His question would be posed right before he'd claim her lips again, this time the kiss was a bit different, there was almsot a slight HUNGER to it.

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Lucy thought for a moment, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair while she mused over it. Was she ready for this? It was a big step, at least she thought it was. Over the years of their friendship, she had come to think of Itto as her person, and was beginning to realise that she'd had a far bigger crush on him than she had originally thought. But this would be more than her and a toy and some fantasies, a lot more, and she needed to be certain she wanted it. There would be no coming back from this, their friendship would never be the same.

Especially if the books had any truth to them, but that was something she'd have to figure out on her own.

"I am," she says finally, her confidence returning. It wasn't like she could force him to do anything, and he had seemed as into it as she had been. So she leans back up, this time slow and gentle, and presses their lips back together. Lucy wants to take her time, explore every inch of him and let him do the same to her.

Her fingers tangle easily in his hair, nails lightly scraping against the back of his head. She pulls his lip into her mouth, biting gently before pulling back ever so slightly to allow him the chance to stop, or continue.

The Oni knew she read a lot of books, but he had no idea what the vast majority were. The ones she read around him were well known titles but he'd never picked one up. He'd continue to kiss back, holding her close as they both seemed to get more than a little lost in their second kiss. This one, was drawn out for a good while. He was fine, content even, knowing that it was Lucy he was kissing, because he'd wanted to do so for a long while.

Not that he'd initially planned on acting on his feelings for her.

As she pulled away, he'd look at her face through half-lidded eyes, cheeks lightly dusted with the fainted shade of red that likely accentuated the crimson of his markings quite well, given the lighting, their position, and the circumstances at present. He'd long forgotten whatever show he'd been watching on her cheap little television to focus his attention fully on the blonde goddess seated atop his lap. His hands would keep rubbing small circles onto her back, even as their eyes met as she posed her questions to him.

"If I wasn't okay with what's happenin', Lucy, I would have put a stop to it. What about you? Are you okay?"

His voice was softer than how he typically spoke, but that wasn't too surprising given what just transpired between them. Her bold move of kissing him, and him responding as he had, made him realize that his little crush wasn't quite so little anymore.

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A small sound fell from his lips as she kissed him, and she knew she had taken him by surprise. His arms wrapped around her back, pressing her even closer to him. This was a kiss. This is what she always imagined when the heroine of her novels would make out with the tall, handsome love interest. But the words on a page read by lamp light at two in the morning were nothing compared to the actual thing, and she found herself aching to feel more of him, to experience it all.

But...

She pulled away, her chest heaving as she fought to regain her breath. He was being so sweet, even as she was practically assaulting him. The hum of the television behind them was white noise in the background, mingling with the sounds of her neighbors going about their days all around them.

"Are you..." She trails off, nervously biting her lip as she debates what to say. "Is this...okay?" All her confidence and bluster had suddenly dissipated, and she was nothing but anxious nerves sparked by the feeling of his hands rubbing small circles on her back.

The Oni was watching her, of course, he was trying his best to read her expressions to he best of his ability. He wasn't stupid, but he was kind of dumb, plus he was known for being unpredictable. He knew she considered him safe, they spent a great deal of time around one another and had a pretty solid friendship as a result. Once again, he wouldn't know what she was thinking, but if she asked him to 'show' her things, he'd likely see no reason not to, but only asking her if she was sure.

He'd let out a small noise as her soft lips once more met his, this was a proper kiss, not a slightly awkward upside down one like what he'd done earlier. His arms would both wind up wrapping around her, pulling her closer to himself as he leaned down to make it easier for her to kiss him. Should she decide to, her hands could easily play with his hair as they kissed, but he'd make no move to pull away from the kiss.

He was willing to let her get away with whatever she wanted to try, as long as she was sure she wanted things to happen, of course. He knew she'd never been kissed prior to his earlier action but here they were, sharing their second kiss. He'd rub small circles on Lucy's sides as he continued to kiss her back wish as much passion and feeling as he could muster.

She felt good on his lap, her scent, and taste were all but immaculate to him. Perhaps the Oni had fallen harder for her than he initially thought he had.

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