#I swear it was part of the Roleplay or I wouldn't have done it

[elvisabutler]

of all the gin joints in the world

summary: you meet a stranger at a bar who's equally as stood up by his date as you are by yours. or do you? fandom: austin butler | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: m pairing: austin butler x priscilla actress reader ( can be read as the one from my series or can be read as just a priscilla actress reader, i know who i pictured for this ) word count: 1903 warnings: roleplay. drinking. some p in v sex in the bathroom. stranger sex except it's really not. unprotected sex. fingering. masturbation ( m ). oral ( f, but a mention of m ). author's note: welcome to kinktober day two: roleplay with austin butler and priscilla actress reader. i had fun with this, because i pictured little dove and austin from my series in their happy happy future but i specifically left out any comments of daddy and the like to make this as open as possible. and truly, y'all can imagine whoever. also. welcome to all my titles just veering wildly from one end of my interests to the complete other end.

"You come here often?" A deep voice asks sliding next to you in what you swear is the most crowded bar in all of Manhattan.

You turn to look at the interloper and frown. He looks out of place, like he got lost on the way to some hipster party where he could talk about how good film is and how digital ruined pictures or maybe he just stumbled off a commune. Jury was still somewhat out on that one.

"Only when I have a date and someone invites me only to ghost me. You?" Your smile when you answer is tight.

"Wouldn't you know it, same deal. Sucks because I kind of liked her." The stranger replies with a shrug as he flags down the bartender and asks for his drink before motioning at you. "And whatever she's having."

"I don't need you to get my drinks, I can pay for them myself." You look between him and the bartender as he leaves. Who did this guy think he was? Did he think you were that depressed that you needed another guy to pick up the slack?

He has to bite his lip from laughing and you find that your eyes are drawn to his lower lip, seeing how it disappears between his teeth, and comes back out looking red and just you find that you want to bite them yourself, just to see how they'd look after he's been kissing someone. You shift in your seat a little before looking at his eyes when he speaks.

"I know, you look like you can." He shrugs. "What do you do for a living, if that's not too personal."

"Actress." You pause for a beat. "Broadway."

"Really? I could have sworn I saw you in a movie. Or something on Netflix. Or was it Hulu." The stranger starts running his thumb over his lower lip and you tilt your head as you purse yours.

"I might have done something on there. Worked with some pretty cool people. What about you?"

His lips curl into a smile. "Actor. Mostly TV parts, a few movies and I did do a play on Broadway but I haven't had my big break. I think it might be coming soon, though. Just starred in a new biopic with this awesome woman playing my wife, but she's already taken by someone else."

Your eyes look him up and down as you try and not laugh. A TV bit part star was trying to buy you drinks. This was not going to end well. Still, he was hot, maybe it wouldn't be totally a waste of time.

A hum escapes your mouth. "It probably will be your big break, you're pretty attractive. And maybe you'll get casted in another Marvel thing, I heard they're looking for another Chris. But that only works if your name is Chris."

The stranger's eyes sparkle with pure joy and happiness for a moment before he opens his mouth and laughs. It's a true and honest one, not one where he's faking it to try and get into your pants. It was refreshing to hear from someone you didn't already know. He shakes his head.

"It's Austin, so I guess they could make city jokes about me?" The bartender has finally come back with both of your drinks and Austin takes that as an opportunity to lean closer to you and grab your drink to put it between the two of you. "I know you have a name to go with that gorgeous face."

You feel your cheeks warm at the compliment as you take a sip of your drink. "Y/N. Are you trying to butter me up?"

He doesn't answer immediately, instead just looking at you with a smirk over the rim of his whiskey. When he sets it down the smirk is still there. "Depends. Is it working?"

You take a sip of your drink and play with the rim of the glass. "Depends. How much do you want to sleep with a famous Broadway actress?"

His hand moves to stroke your arm, before he moves his mouth to the shell of your ear. "A lot. Does the Broadway Actress want to sleep with Elvis?"

You shiver as you turn your head, grabbing the back of his own in a mildly strange contortionist move as you place a kiss against his lips. "I'm too young to have the real thing, so yes please."

At the kiss, Austin lets out a low growl and grabs your hand, pulling the pair of you through a sea of dancing people and people in general before arriving at his intended destination of a bathroom. He stands there for a moment before you take the initiative and push the pair of you in there, jumping on Austin the second the door is shut and locked behind you. His hair is longer than it has been for a while- so he says- but you wouldn't know for sure. You're thankful for it, though, because it gives you something to grip as you lick your way into his mouth, nipping at his lip and lightly at his tongue. You're like a woman begging for water in the desert and Austin is the oasis you find yourself in.

He pulls away from your lips to bite at your neck, knowing he's going to leave marks but not particularly caring. His hands reach between the two of you, managing to unbutton his pants and unbuckle his belt before he pulls them down just enough with his boxer briefs to free his surprisingly hard cock.

"Pull up your dress." He groans into your neck, his hand stroking his cock as he pushes you up against the wall.

It takes you a moment to realize what he's saying but when you do, you use one arm to hold yourself against him, using the wall as added support and shimmy you dress up just enough for him to notice you're not wearing anything underneath.

"Babe-" Austin breaks character, the sight and knowledge that you hadn't been wearing any underwear for however long you had been in the bar doing him in with a low moan as he slides a finger in, noting just how wet you are. "No underwear?"

"Ruins the dress lines, Aus." You answer simply, as if that explains everything. "You're supposed to be fucking me."

That's what snaps Austin out of his stupor and he raises an eyebrow before moving you just enough to slide his cock into you. He hisses at the feel of your cunt around him. He takes a few deep breaths before he speaks again. "Got such a tight pussy, when's the last time anyone fucked you."

Your nails move to his back, scratching at it, clawing at it to try and steady yourself enough to get an answer out to the question. You kiss along Austin's neck for a moment before you finally think of something. "A while. Why do you think I was going on a date, Austin. Wanted to be fucked and if it didn't go well I could leave and toss him."

He chuckles breathlessly. "Is that you telling me you think I'm going to be bad?"

You shrug and smirk, grinding against him even as his cock is inside you. "Maybe. Haven't done anything that special."

That lights a fire in his eyes, his thrusts becoming deeper while also faster, something you didn't think was possible. It makes it almost impossible for you to catch your breath let alone speak but you manage a whimper of his name.

"Nothing special? You look like you're already about to come all over my cock but I'm nothing special." He grunts, his fingers moving to your clit, touching at it just the way you prefer.

You force yourself to look at him. "I haven't come yet."

He takes that a challenge, slowing down in his thrusts but moving his fingers faster against your clit, rubbing it and lightly pinching it. You can feel yourself teetering on the edge but you can tell from being Austin's girlfriend like you have you know he's inching toward his own orgasm even if he won't admit it, even as you can feel his hips starting to stutter a bit. You use your legs to pull him a little closer before kissing up to his earlobe and nipping at it. "But I know someone is about to. Gonna come before you've made me come, Aus? Not very special of you."

It's then that Austin pulls out quickly and you practically shout at the sudden loss of his cock, your cunt trying to clench around nothing as he forces you to stand up before he falls to his knees and buries his face into your pussy before you even have a moment to ask him what he's doing. The moan you let out his nearly pornographic as he uses his tongue to lavish attention on your clit, tracing a figure eight you're particularly fond of. Your hands move to his hair, your fingers curling and yanking it. He moans against you and that's it for you. You try and warn Austin before you come but all that comes out is a whimper of his name and fuck. You take a second to lean against the wall before you look down and see him furiously pumping his cock until he comes into his hand. You had been about to offer sucking him off but apparently he had it handled. It takes both of you a few minutes to feel coherent enough to actually speak.

"So, I think we should do this more often." He says, his knees cracking as he gets up from the floor, grabbing a paper towel to clean off his hands.

You wince at the crack, pulling your dress down and moving to pull up Austin's pants. "You mean roleplay?"

"Yeah, or pretending we're strangers in a bar. Maybe next time we're not actress and actor?" He hums, buttoning up his pants after you've tucked him back in. He kisses your forehead and pulls you close.

"What did you have in mind, Mr. Butler?" Your hand moves to unlock the door to the bathroom as Austin wraps his arm around your shoulder.

"I was thinking doctor and nurse, maybe? Or vampire and his very willing victim?"

You look at Austin as you both walk through the bathroom door, no one the wiser at what had just transpired in the bathroom. Your answer to his options is just a raised eyebrow and a kiss at his clavicle before a nip at his jugular. "I like the second one better, we both know you'd let a vampire who looks like me do whatever I'd like to you."

"We both know it goes both ways. You get first dibs?" He asks pulling you closer as someone moves to touch you realizing who you are. It's not that he minds the fans but its too close to both of you coming that he doesn't want anyone but him touching you.

"You love me, of course I get first dibs, Mr. Stranger."

[myeyesblurry]

VICTIMS?! You're all fucking delusional. We are the victims of your trolling, swearing and bullying.

Blurry is a character and swears and trolls and bullies. I have done none of those things other than when I reacted poorly to John being a freak. I called him the F-slur and blocked him. I was just really uncomfortable because I thought we were pals and were just chatting casually. I always stayed quiet about the mod issues and just continued to joke about what was happening in the roleplay.

Which was John, Mycroft, and Harry, roleplaying on OOC posts. After John said this was a case for the followers to solve, or something. That was weird, when he said multiple times that he wanted to not be part of it, or something.

So Blurry joked about what was happening in the roleplay. As seen above. I have stayed silent about the mods out of respect but they have involved themselves countless times, for some reason. I don't know why, because if John literally just blocked the ones speaking out, most of his followers wouldn't even know the drama? No one was messaging HIS followers to "expose anyone" so like. dude. block and move on.

i dont know what sherlock did when he was, messaging people (i dont want to say their name as they have requested to be left out of it ect ect, but for that it looked like only 1 person, idk) that day? but since then he's been silent. so if HE was doing something wrong that day, thats one thing, but he literlaly gave up and has been silent since. compared to johns MULTIPLE things lol

except for like, when he posted telling john and mycroft to leave him alone. so that shows more that John and Mycroft are the ones doing harassing, sherlock look3d like he was teying to move on after reciving shit news of being replaced. the day OF he wasnt because we all think he literally wasnt told, like john said he was.

because again, he was freak3d out that day, then LEFT. that doesnt sound like someone who knew and is trying to, start drama. thats someone who didnt know, has some kind of episode bc theyre shocked or something, then leaves to recover.

so no i dont think ive bullied anyone, i have stayed silent out of respect to the mods, not the characters. i dont think im a victim to anything other than john being a crape lol and when i say that, i dont mean he is a creep harassing me, i dont want anyone to think im accusing john of anytjing he DIDNT do. he's just an asshole, not a "creep". crape is just a quick insult to show someones being weird.

i really think john should leave greg sherlock (and now me? lol) alone. this action hes doing only prooves he's toxic and if his viewers dont like him, it's from his reaction and showing his toxic side.

if he never said anything ab it, or at least made 1 post like "yeah no sherlocks gone whatever new content to come soon" i dont think anyone would have cared??? but everyone reacting now is reacting to what he's actively doing.

also uh, thinking,, yeah the thing sherlock posted. why is john harassing sherlock still after he kicked him out?

and if john, who claims told sherlock and sherlock knew, why did he go an apologize the next day or something about roleplaying with another sherlock? something about jot knowing itnwould cause harm, like if sherlock KNEW you were replacing him, why would that hurt? it hurt bc sherlock didnt know. 💀

basically every move since sherlock left has just been john showing he is the toxic one. sherlock has been quet and wanted to be left alone. doesnt sound very toxic, of sherlock, mmm?

also im not sure why sherlock reaching out to someone was bad anyway and he stopped after that perosn told him to leave him alone. know who has been reaching out to MULTUPLE ppl? John. who has been told to leave them alone? john. know who kept messaging people anyway? john. johms doing all this activities that everyone thinks sherlock was toxic for (for their 1 time they did it, compared to johns multiple?) a mistake is once or twice. manipulation is repetition lile john is doing.

also "we". John, Harry? Which is it, I told you both to leave me alone and blocked you both. Stop contacting me, please. fucking freaks, dude.

[teneguine]

He goes the entire day without saying anything.

It makes him feel a tiny bit guilty, especially when he knows how excited Odin gets for his birthday. But where's the harm in a fun prank, eh? Not like Laslow won't make it up to his friend!

But the anticipation makes the hours crawl by. He nearly ruins everything at dinner, practically bursting at the seams to reveal his little surprise. Finally, finally, the meal ends, and Laslow trots up to Odin's side without a care in the world.

"I feel like I'm forgetting something," he chirps, slinging an arm over the mage's shoulders. "Not sure what, though. Oh! I borrowed a jacket of yours, didn't I? Come on, I'll grab it." While true--he had forgotten to return it--he hopes Odin doesn't sense the ulterior motive lurking behind the innocent request.

Laslow whistles merrily on the short walk to his quarters, stopping only once they reach his door. "Gods, this is embarrassing. Can you close your eyes? It's a mess in there." Satisfied, he opens the door, leaving Odin on the threshold while Laslow quickly grabs the wrapped present sitting on his bed. "Alright, you can open them!"

The room is a mess--all of his belongings have been shoved haphazardly aside to make room for his desk, which now sits somewhat in the room's center. An extra chair is placed opposite Laslow's own.

"Happy birthday, Owain! As if I'd forget my best friend's birthday. And, as part of my gift, I promise to not tease you only for tonight while you teach me how to play that tabletop game you're so fond of."

(The present itself is a new collection of wood-carved figurines for said roleplaying game.)

//via birthday asks; still accepting!

Odin is in a bad mood the whole evening. Surely Laslow--his good, globe-trotting, world-hopping friend, whom he had faced nearly all of life's adversities beside--wouldn't have forgotten his birthday. They always remembered this sort of thing for one another! A birthday, to him, is sacred. It is one of the few things that still stands in the face of a torn mesh of time. No matter the era, no matter the world, they would have themselves to celebrate.

He wonders, at some point during their idle conversations, if this is payback. Maybe he had done the same at some earlier point? He can't say for sure, but the doubt that clouds his vision adds another layer of challenge to staying upbeat. As he eats his final meal for the day, he digs his fork into his food. There comes a moment where he swears he hears his plate chipping.

But right as the rage is about to boil over--as Odin reaches the verge of shaking his poor pal until he remembers--Laslow speaks up. 'I feel like I'm forgetting something'. He crosses his arms, and allows the dancer his stage. It's about time he realized! But he continues, and surprise colors Dark's features. "Huh? Grr... Are you sure? Last I checked, you always unapologetically steal my stuff!"

He rises alongside his friend. "Fine," sounds the now crushed tune of his voice. It gives up the hope that the other would remember. "But it better not leave my office again. It's part of my hero ensemble..."

Odin follows with sloppy steps, practically trudging his way to Laslow's quarters. They are night and day in the way they walk. One back held straight, chin high, whistle in the air--and another hunched into an ugly stump, hands crammed into pockets and lips pulled into a frown. Odin knows he'll have to be the one to break the news, and that when he does, there won't be so much as a last-minute gift prepared for him...

Until they reach his door.

"Isn't everything you do embarrassing? This is like telling me to cover my ears every time you practice a pickup line!"

In spite of his snapping, he complies. Both his fell and sword hand fall over his eyes, shutting them until Dark is surrounded by a world of, well, dark.

Laslow gives the command, and Odin frees his face. His mouth opens to protest, telling him it had hardly been two seconds and that he didn't hear the door close; he'd still see the mess in a state like this. But what comes next steals his voice.

He gasps, feeling more than a little stupid for being played the fool.

"I-Inigo!" shouted in anger, but the mirror of their original names is a betrayal of sentiment, "You... You fiend!! I thought you forgot..."

A tear pools at the corner of his eye, but he is quick to wipe it away. He takes the gift next, and without a second thought, tears the wrapping to shreds. The scraps that litter Laslow's already dirty room are payback for his little bit of trickery.

"These are...! Impossible!" His gaze explodes at the sight of the unwrapped present. Each figure is a marvel of craftsmanship, made with the kind of skill he could only ever admire. And their weapons, and their intricate details: each is a furled parchment of paper, a story yet to be written by his hand. "There's no mistaking them... They're the sixth edition miniatures of Duma's Unrighteous Conquest! I... I haven't even read the newest monster sheets!"

He lifts one from the box: the terrifying Arch-Mogall. Its figurine is a notable improvement to that of its lesser cousin, sporting a sheen of dark magic round its tentacles, and the brimming of an evil spell in the center of its eye. After a short bout of fanboying he places it, along with the rest of the set, atop Laslow's desk. With his hands now freed he pulls him in for a hug--the tight and constricting kind his mother likes to give.

"GAH! I'm at such a loss for words! Never in a thousand thousand years could I express my gratitude to you, Inigo... No-" finally Odin frees him, so that he can reach back to the table and pluck a second model from the box, "Luthe, The Wizard of Untold Power! Your knowledge expands to the farthest reaches of the universe, and you have harnessed from the void's eye the ultimate source of ultra-magic! Hark! Our quest begins! At the port town of..."

...

It'll be a night to remember.

[ask-dtrain]

Out of curiosity

Does Insans knows that you are an amalgamate of a Sans, Papyrus and Frisk?

Rain: But it's okay! I believe he is doing his best. It's not his fault he is insane, after all.

Insans belongs to @tatatale Rain belongs to me

[mypoisonedvine]

👀 Eddie with a hooker. You know you want to

yes I DO want to and I have another one to add in to make it kind of a combo request... also this gets a bit darker as it goes on so watch out!

"Honey, I'm home!"

You'd never done anything like this before; you'd never been offered so much to do it.

You turned to look over your shoulder, not letting go of the pan and spatula.  When you did, you saw Edward standing in the doorway, shrugging off his heavy jacket and hanging it up on the rack; you saw the ring on his hand catch the light, and saw that it matched the one he'd given you to wear.  He must've just put it on outside the door.

"Hey babe," you greeted him, "dinner's almost ready!"

"Smells delicious," he grinned, approaching you as you stirred the food in the pan.  You resisted the urge to jump when he put his hands on your shoulders and leaned in to kiss your cheek.  His glasses bumped against your temple and you had to really concentrate on not shrugging him away as he placed another kiss by your jaw.  

"Eddie," you giggled coyly, "I'm trying to cook!"

"I just can't help it," he purred, "you're so beautiful.  Are you gonna tell me a man can't kiss his own wife?"

Yeah, it was going to take you a while to get used to this.  You’d attempted fake relationships before— acting like a girlfriend was half your job, actually, contrary to popular belief that all Johns want is crazy kinks— but this was another level entirely.  And you didn’t even know this guy… definitely not a normal first-session request.  But, again, when you see the kind of cash he was flashing, you’re not one to question it too much.  Including where that money is coming from if he’s living in such a small apartment.

“Oh, I like when you kiss me there,” you sighed, deciding to fall back on some classic girlfriend-experience stuff since it couldn’t be that different.  “Do it again, Eddie…”

“Like this?” he taunted gently, sucking harder on the skin right at the nape of your neck, making your back arch itself a bit.

“Yes,” you moaned softly.  

He moved his lips down your shoulder, pulling the strap of your dress out of the way to keep following the trail of kisses over your skin.  "It's Thursday," he reminded you.  "We said we would start tonight…"

"Start…?"

"Start trying," he added, and you gasped a little.

You were already speechless when you realized what he was referring to, but the way his hands rubbed your back and his lips brushed over your cheek as he spoke didn't help either.  Maybe it said more about you than him that you felt so dirty and taboo for roleplaying as a husband and wife looking to get pregnant.

"I know you've wanted a baby for so long," he whispered.  "I'm sorry I couldn't give one to you sooner, I was just so worried I wouldn't know how to take care of it… but I swear, I'm gonna love our baby so much, you can't even imagine— oh, you'll look so pretty pregnant, sweetie.  No one's gonna believe it when they see us together, that I've got a wife as beautiful as you, carrying my child…"

"Ed— wait," you whimpered, overwhelmed by what he was describing.  This wasn't part of what you'd discussed beforehand— and it was making a tingly, anxious feeling stir in the pit of your stomach.

"No, I can't wait," he soothed with a smile that peppered kisses up your neck.  "I need to get you pregnant tonight, darling— I know it doesn't always take on the first try, but I feel so good about this that I just know it will."

You felt his grip tighten on your arms, just as you thought about trying to get away.  You were on the pill, it was all just a fantasy, but it still poked at your primal anxiety, at something you had known for a long time was not for you.

What you couldn't figure out, then, was why you were getting wet.

"Let's go to the bedroom," Edward whispered to you, soothingly brushing his fingers over your shoulders and down your arms to your hands— he took them gently and guided you across the small apartment, your head spinning and your ears ringing.

You felt helpless to him, and that was not exactly uncommon with clients— but it wasn't what you were used to with Eddie.  He wasn't that aggressive, or controlling… even if you always sensed he had a bit of a dark side.  Really, though, the thing was that you didn't feel physically helpless; but, as you heard the click-clack of your heels while he dragged you to his bedroom, you felt more mentally helpless.  You were falling into the role of the submissive, adoring housewife a little too easily.

The gentleness was gone in an instant as he shoved you down onto the bed, climbing onto you in a clammy, clumsy mess that gave away his own nerves.

"Tell me how bad you want this," he demanded, pinning you under his weight.

"Eddie— oh, fuck," you choked, "I— I want this so much, I want your baby… I wanna have your baby—"

"Mhm?" he encouraged you, biting his lip as he looked down at you.

“I wanna be pregnant— get me pregnant tonight, please,” you begged.

He kissed you again, rough and dominant with his tongue shoved deep into your mouth.  You hummed, almost in protest, but the sound was muffled and ultimately useless.  As he pushed up the bottom of your dress and shoved his pants down hastily, his cock sprung free and pressed against you— he was already so hard, and dripping, and oh god he wasn’t going to put a condom on and you weren’t going to stop him.

“M’gonna knock you up,” he promised as he shoved himself inside you all at once.  He gasped, you whined, and he started fucking you right away— no time to adjust, no slow stroke into you, just fast, desperate thrusts as he panted and hovered above your face.  “Oh— oh fuck, I’m gonna breed you.  That’s what you want?”

You nodded and bit your lip, struggling to stay still— but he held you down, hands wrapping around your wrists and tightening until you yelped quietly.  You were going to have bruises in the morning, you could tell already.

“You want a baby?” he continued.  “My baby?”

“Y-your baby, I wanna have your baby,” you insisted.  He moaned and fucked you even faster— not the love-making you had apparently expected when he started talking about ‘trying.’  This was a lot less romantic, and significantly less sensual, than you thought this was supposed to be.  It was rough and hurried and sweaty; you felt like a toy, and you were forced to wonder if this was how he fucked his fleshlight or fist or whatever he used to take the edge off while saving up to pay you to do this.  That thought, for whatever reason, made your pussy clench involuntarily around him.

“Oh, fuck,” he grunted, “you want me come?  I’m so close…”

You weren’t exactly surprised, he did have that two-pump chump look about him, you’d thought so from the very beginning.  What surprised you was how close you were, from so little action.  You weren’t actually into this whole breeding thing, were you?

“Take it all,” he ordered, “take all my come, every fucking drop— and say thank you.”

Fuck, okay; this guy was just all over the place.  Dominant, yet desperate.  Romantic, but ruthless.  You really didn’t know what to think… although, right now you conveniently couldn’t think of anything at all.  He was literally fucking you stupid.  “P-please, come in me, Eddie,” you gasped, “I’m yours— make me yours, baby—”

“Fuck!” he shouted, and all at once you felt that heat start to fill you as he pressed his hips up right to yours; he buried himself so deep in you that it nearly hurt, and even though he’d basically stopped moving, somehow at that very moment you came.

Shutting your eyes tight, and felt your whole body tense up and relax in random waves, slickness starting to leak out around him even though you knew his come wasn’t going anywhere until he pulled out.  He breathed heavily into the crook of your neck, going limp on top of you as each exhale made you even more uncomfortably damp.

“Oh my god,” he groaned, “you… you’re coming…”

You were sort of hoping he wouldn’t notice.  Instead, he reached between your bodies and pinched your clit, making you gasp and tighten around him suddenly.  You were so sensitive that it almost hurt, but you didn’t even ask him to stop because you figured he wouldn’t anyways.

“Keep going,” he whispered, “keep milking my cock— that’s it, fuck you’re so good…”

He pinched your clit harder until you cried out, and you felt him smile against your cheek.

"What do you say?" he prompted condescendingly, and it took you a second to remember what he meant.

"Thank you," you breathed, and just when you thought you'd done what he wanted enough to get out of here soon, he held you tight and rolled onto his back so you were on top of him.

He was still inside you; he was still hard. And from the way he looked up at you through those glasses (that were just starting to get clear again after fogging up pretty badly), you could tell he still wanted more from you. "Take your dress off," he insisted, and you heard him purr slightly as you lifted the dress up over your head. You felt his hands run up your thighs, over your waist, grabbing greedy handfuls of your tits until you noticed his cock flex inside you. "So fuckin' pretty," he cooed, "my pretty wife."

"Mhm," you answered half-heartedly as you tossed the dress aside— he pulled you down quickly into a sloppy, slow-ish kiss, running his hands up your back and back down again until his hands were holding your ass.

But he wasn't just copping a feel, he was starting to guide you until you rocked slowly on top of him, the friction awakening some soreness inside you. "Mm," he hummed contentedly just before he broke the kiss, looking up at you with a slightly-mischievous smile. "One load isn't enough for you, is it?"

He taunted you as if this was what you wanted and not his fantasy. You were a little insulted, almost enough to break the illusion and call him out for keeping you past when he was supposed to since he already came.

"I'll give you more, baby," he promised, "I'll make sure you're pregnant tonight— but you're gonna have to work for it."

Just when you thought about disobeying him, his grip on your hips tightened painfully, and you whimpered under your breath. He was stronger than you, you were in his apartment... and he'd already paid. You weren't sure if he was really dangerous— in most ways, he seemed like the most harmless guy you'd ever worked with, but you were a little too smart to believe that was actually true. Still, you figured you were safest doing what he said for the time being.

He watched you start to really ride him, his smile falling into a look of silent awe as you moved your hips on top of him. You wouldn't have stayed if you had known he was going to keep you here all night; you wouldn't have ever come here if you knew he'd been stalking you for weeks beforehand.

But you couldn't have known that then. Maybe, if you'd been paying close attention, you could've figured out that he wasn't planning to let you leave any time soon. But you were never very good at solving puzzles... good thing he was going to be there to do them all for you from now on.

[apparentlyaswarmofbees]

Let's kickstart the reopening of requests with some Levi loving moments shall we~

I decided to kind of merge both of them together, I hope it ended good~

Have a good day too~♡

I wrote this while having the newest song from E ve, Aono Waltz on repeat the whole time. It's so good

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Wave Vortex - A Leviathan x MC mini fic

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Summary

It happened so fast. Too fast.

If anyone asked Levi if he had ever been in love, he wouldn't miss a beat before replying 'yes'.

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Warning: uncensored swearing, Leviathan being anxious and insecure af.

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It was supposed to be a fun evening, he had finally put his foot down on his insecurities and asked his best friend, THE best of friends, to go on a date with him.

And they said yes, hells, they said yes.

He was on cloud nine for the entire week, day and night, during boss fights, anime episodes, even to the point of spacing out inside his fantasies while he was trying to rant to Henry exactly about said fantasies.

He was happy, so damn happy. But he was also scared shitless.

He was just so awkward, he couldn't do anything right except for being an otaku, he was ugly and couldn't even express himself unless he was roleplaying, he just knew he would ruin this, he knew.

But he was just so excited.

And now as he sat on a bench outside the human world Aquarium you two were supposed to be having a fun evening at, he couldn't help but think that he should have cancelled the plans and walked away as soon as he started having bad feelings.

Not that it wasn't fun at the start of course.

He may have had arrived one hour earlier than promised and probably made you feel bad about having him wait though for some reason you arrived only a few minutes after.

"I was just too excited to come" they had said, he knew they had to have known he left earlier and came rushing despise it all, he really is a pain in the ass isn't he?

But even so, the moment he bumped his hands with yours and you took a hold of his pinkie, his brain was mush all over again.

He tried his best to make it fun for you, speaking to every single aquatic life swimming around and translating to you whatever they were thinking.

"Oh... Oh!" He exclaimed

"What is it?" You looked back and forth between the demon and the silver fish staring at you two from the glass "what did it say?"

"I-It likes my eyes" he didn't know how to feel about being complimented by a fish, though Henry did cheer him up whenever he needed.

He could hear you chuckle from besides him and turned his head to look at you (he got a bit startled when he met your gaze, were you looking at him all this time?) "I like them too" you smiled, his eyes widened "your eyes kind of remind me of a sunset".

He was spluttering incoherent noises for a good five minutes after.

You guys even found a little place selling soft ice cream cones, he was a bit excited to find what flavor you would order, maybe next time you two hung out together he could pull one of those date moves and get an ice cream for the both of you...

"...What next time?" Leviathan hunched his back over his legs, hiding his face in his arms. Would there be a next time...?

It was all going so well, even though he was a nervous wreck and couldn't even fully grasp onto his best friend's hand because he was a coward just like that. Even then, even then, he believed the two of you were having enough fun, you told him so, and you were smiling, so at least part of it had to actually be true.

But of course, his younger siblings had to come a ruin everything.

And it happened so fast, too fast.

You asked to try his ice cream, now that he looks back at it, he isn't sure why because you two had gotten the same flavor afterall.

But he didn't think of that at the time and let you take a taste.

And he was just so hipnotized by your lips covered in ice cream, he seriously pondered if this was what Beel felt like while looking at food. That little smile, the small lap of your tongue as you cleaned the skin off the cold treat, and missing a spot.

He was going insane.

And that's when it happened.

"Just kiss already dammit!" Came a loud scream from not so far behind him.

It was familiar and high pitched, Asmo, and followed by a second familiar voice, Satan, telling the other to not yell.

But it was too late. The damage was already done.

The moment the lust sibling had finished his line the ice cream cone Leviathan was holding out for you fell off his hands in a jerk motion as he jumped.

Spilling all over your chin, neck and clothes.

Clothes you had specifically told him were your favorite and you had specifically dressed with because you spe cifically told him you also wanted today to be special.

Fuck

Fuck

"Fuck!" He exclaimed right there and then.

You looked down at yourself, mouth agape.

He couldn't stay there. He had to get away, away before you got angry, away before you officially declared all his hopes for naught.

And that's how he found himself trying to not have a full blown panic attack on the pretty damn unconfortable bench he found his sorry ass seated upon outside of the hellhole his brothers and their human housemate found themselves in. Well deserved for someone like him right?

Now that he thinks about it, he should have stayed and helped you clean up right?

"Fuck" he groaned before raising his head to prevent the tears gathering around his eyes to spill out.

He really just had to make a big deal out of everything and ruin it didn't he?

Why was he always like this?

"Levi!" Oh sweet lord of shadows he almost jumped out of his skin again, it was you. And you were running towards him.

He debated to himself if he should run away or stay, deciding that he already ruined things enough by not helping you clean up, he should start apologizing, maybe that will make you less angry-

He stood up, he couldn't make his feet move towards you but he was ready to speak, he could try to do damage control, he could do it.

He opened his mouth to speak but you were faster, you always were.

"Are you okay?"

And he felt so stupid all of sudden.

You weren't angry, you were concerned.

You shirt was clean though he could see it was still wet, why weren't you angry?

Well, he already knew the answer.

Because it was you.

You understood him, you knew he was already on a peak of anxiety the moment he asked you on a date a week ago, you knew him.

You knew him.

And so he couldn't help but start crying.

But this time he didn't hide, he didn't run. This time he reached for your hand first, this time he held onto it fully, this time he really looked at you.

"It's okay! I'm not angry!" He was making you even more worried and you didn't know if you should touch him or not "you're much more important than my favorite clothes! Well, it is still going to be a pain to wash it though-" he kind of wanted to let out a defeated laugh at that.

"I knoooow" he said in between tears. "I'm sorryyy"

He heard you sigh "I know" of course you did "and I forgive you" of course you did "and the day is not over yet, we can still do something fun today!" You paused, looking down, almost skepish "and I want to spend more time with you", he held his breath.

Of course you did.

"I'm sorry I didn't stay to help you clean" he finally let out in a husky voice. He wanted to blame Asmo, be angry at him for startling him in the first place, but either way he shouldn't have left you alone "if it stains I can try to find some kind of spell to get it off"

He looked down to his feet, his hand was still holding onto yours tightly.

You were quiet for a while, he was about to look back up when you did the job for him by lifting it up by his chin with your hand gently.

And you kissed him.

Deeply yet softly, gently yet passionatelly.

He didn't know what he was expecting but it definetelly wasn't this.

You cupped one of his cheeks with your free hand, his face stunned, but at least the tears stopped coming.

"I do love you Leviathan" was all that scaped those lips he was already starting to miss.

If anyone asked Levi if he had ever been in love, he wouldn't miss a beat before replying 'yes'.

Afterall he loved a lot of things: He loved his animes, he loved his games, he loved Henry and he loved his waifus and husbandos. He loved many things but, none of those things could ever reciprocate his feelings, not really.

And he was used to it, he was used to loving without being loved, it was safer, better, free of potential rejection.

But you loved him.

Even after so many times he ranted your ear off about something you probably weren't interested in, even after not being able to fully help when you felt bad other than keeping you company and entertained, even after he has proven himself to be too much of a coward to be fully honest with his feelings but still too stubborn to fully give up on them, even after he ruined your favorite clothes and left you alone to clean it up.

He really needed to step up in his game huh?

He felt his face burn and his heart burst, he wanted to look away from your eyes but couldn't.

Leviathan really did love a lot of things.

"I... I do, I love you too"

And one of those things was definetelly you.

[openly-journaling]

Bobby: December 10th 2021

Today I mostly slept it was a quiet day and easy day and I was well relaxed. I played a little bit of idv and enjoyed time with my little sister and we also continued a roleplay that I have a lot of enjoyment in.

Well I went to work just fine had to deal with a bit of a stubborn coworker that's also fine then I had to run the press fine all good no problem.

I come off of work and I go to check my mailbox and in my mail there is a thing saying that I didn't pay my rent. But I remember that day clearly. And I refuse to pay rent twice. If they lost my rent that is their problem. I walked into that building being dropped off by somebody else who can be my witness that I paid rent that day.

There was a puppy whose name was Max and I remember cuz he wouldn't get off of me and he was all over me and I had to get out of there in a hurry as much as I wanted to stay in pet him.

The guy was talking to another guy and I handed him the paper silently so that I wasn't interrupting and then he gave me another part that said hey this part is yours. I didn't grab the receipt because he was busy and I was in a hurry and I usually don't need to. And on my way hurrying out the door the lady stopped me and said oh hey we finally got the key for your mailbox.

And I told her that she needs to hurry to get me that key so that I can get out of here because I've got to hurry because the person who dropped me off still has to take me back and he's got to go pick up his son.

And then we left and we went to go get Subway. If they dare try to get into a fight with me I will fight them on this because I swear I paid rent. If they lost it again I am not paying twice.

There is absolutely no reason it should be like this and I told them that they could call me back Tuesday that's fine. But if they try to evict me for this I will get on their asses. They're already charging me like almost an entire paycheck that I get. And if it wasn't for the body's dad then we definitely wouldn't be sheltered right now.

And even then they've screwed me over with a shitty place. I have no reason to treat them nicely. It also been months before they finally got maintenance done on the shower so that I could finally take showers again instead of always taking baths. I refused to back down from this this is ridiculous.

Until Next Time -Bobby

[punkscowardschampions]

Rio & Buster

Rio: You're doing so good Rio: Not going too terribly, is it Buster: You could just talk to me, you know Buster: We don't have to be secretive anymore, like Rio: Shh Rio: For old time's sake, obvs 😏 Buster: It is hot Buster: Can't lie Rio: Duh Rio: It ain't been that long you can act like you forgot Buster: Well, you know, it almost feels like there wasn't a before Buster: Sometimes Rio: Quit being cute Buster: Make me, babe Rio: Tempting Rio: But you're being so well-behaved Rio: model son-in-law, like Buster: Yeah Buster: Remember it later Rio: Why, you planning on misbehaving? Buster: What can I say? You're better at being 😇 than me Rio: Favourite child for a reason Buster: Golden boy for my own reasons though 😏 Rio: Not gonna argue, babe Rio: just saying it's more impressive being 1st outta 10 than it is outta 2 Buster: You're forgetting, I gotta compete with a dead one Buster: That bumps my odds Rio: You really gonna play the dead card to win this, yeah? 😂 Buster: Have we met? Buster: 'Course I am Rio: Can't really whack that roleplay out at our wedding party I'm afraid Buster: Shame Rio: I know right Rio: Gotta be looking so distractingly good all the time, boy Buster: Says you looking beautiful enough to fall in love with all over again if you were a stranger Rio: I miss you Buster: Too soon to sneak away from our own party? Rio: Sadly Rio: Not the usual amount of riff raff for distraction Buster: Just for a few minutes then Rio: Okay Rio: Let's go outside Rio: I need air anyway, almost as much as I need to be alone with you Buster: Fine by me Buster: I'll make sure you don't get cold Rio: It is actually freezing here in comparison Buster: Seriously Buster: Let's just go back Rio: And stay forever Rio: I'll teach you Portuguese Buster: They need lawyers in brazil, I'll thrive Rio: Exactly Rio: and when are they not partying Rio: we'll be sey Rio: set* Buster: If I get to see you every day with that much of a tan and few clothes then I definitely am Rio: Agreed 😋 Rio: Come on let's go before they notice we're gone again Buster: Lead the way, baby Rio: [After] Rio: Do we tell them we saw her or Rio: I don't even know if I really did Buster: Probably best not, like you said, she was gone as soon as Buster: Nothing they can do now Rio: I really thought she was here to see me Rio: I'm an idiot Buster: Don't Buster: At least some part of her was, she didn't have to come today of all days, like Rio: Do you actually think so or are you just trying to make me feel better? Buster: You know I never say shit I don't mean Buster: Unless I'm angry, and do you reckon I am, right now? Rio: I hope not Rio: It's bad enough she is with me Buster: Well, I'm not so you can believe me, yeah? Rio: Okay Buster: Are you? Rio: Yeah, it's just Rio: it's weird Rio: I'm starting to forget what it was like to actually have her here and her properly be here, you know Buster: Yeah Buster: I feel that Rio: Like she's a ghost Rio: it scares me Buster: I know Buster: Me too Rio: You're definitely right, there's nothing to tell Buster: I mean, if it's gonna make you feel bad keeping it from them, do speak up but Buster: It's nothing new. Nothing they don't know Rio: Nah, I mean, it'd explain why I'm not totally in the party mood now but that's about it Buster: Do you wanna go? Rio: It's okay Rio: They've all gone to a lot of effort Buster: We're the guests of honor we can do whatever we want Buster: If you wanna go home, I'll take you home Rio: I promise it's okay Buster: You just don't want me to say you aren't feeling well in case they all reckon you're pregnant already Rio: Don't Rio: it's at a point it's clearly not a joke and they all just waiting 🙄 Buster: My mum's already given me that warning Buster: But there's worst things that could happen Rio: I imagine that's not how your Mum is seeing it, babe Buster: Sorry but if we're having 11 we've gotta start at some point Rio: Shh you playing a dangerous game here 😜 Buster: You don't wanna play with me, babe? 💔 Rio: I really really do, that's the trouble Buster: You can get me in trouble, I really don't mind Rio: Okay get me pregnant we'll see how much you mind then Buster: I'd get over it Rio: You silly Buster: You're stunning Buster: Don't blame me for being tempted Rio: As long as you don't judge me for how turned on it makes me Buster: Never Rio: Good Rio: You know they'd be the cutest Buster: If they look anything like you, I'll happily go over double figures Rio: We really gotta start now Buster: Okay Rio: Actually find me dead in the Liffey and your Ma like 💅 Buster: Shh Buster: Come here Rio: I don't know if I trust you Rio: or me Rio: Mostly me 😏 Buster: Come here or stop looking at me like that Rio: If I come Rio: Can I look at you as much as I want? Buster: You can do whatever you want Buster: Anything Rio: What about if I sit on your lap? Buster: Do it and find out Rio: Okay but I'm feeling restless Rio: so I can't promise I'll sit still Buster: Good, I wouldn't want you to make any promises you can't keep Rio: Oh you think you gonna make it hard for me? Buster: I know it Buster: No thinking needed Rio: We'll see who's making who hard, babe Buster: Promises, promises Rio: Yeah Rio: How's that? Buster: You're talking a lot from over there Buster: That's all I'm saying Rio: 😫 When he says you're all talk Rio: Lemme prove you wrong, hold up Buster: 😏 Rio: You know this is my favourite place in the whole world Buster: Yeah? Buster: Make yourself comfortable then Rio: Yep Rio: Almost enough to make me not miss Brazil Buster: I can't miss it too much when I've got the best part of it right here Rio: Baby Rio: I love you Buster: I love you too Rio: Can you not move like that though Rio: Jesus Buster: Like what? Buster: That? Buster: Or did you mean, this? Rio: daddy Buster: I need you to tell me so I don't do it again Rio: Sorry, having trouble concentrating Rio: Show me again? Buster: So? Buster: Which is it? Rio: Both, definitely both Rio: but I nearly made noise with the second so be sure to not do that again if you want me to stay quiet, okay Buster: You'll be quiet enough if you do it into my mouth Rio: Do you need kisses, baby? Buster: Yeah Rio: As you've been such a good boy Buster: Jesus, never stop if you're gonna kiss me like that Rio joined the chat 4 hours ago Rio: When we're alone again, baby Rio: I'm planning to kiss you 'til you have to leave Buster: I know you can feel how much I like that idea Rio: I can Rio: I'm just gonna feel it a little bit more though, make sure we're on the same wavelength here Buster: Fuck Buster: If you keep doing that I'm gonna have to leave this party and take you with me Rio: Maybe that's my plan Buster: Say it and we'll go Rio: I'm enjoying making it hard for you to talk though 😋 Buster: Oh there's plenty I could say Buster: Just not to anyone but you Rio: Please tell me Rio: I wanna know Buster: How badly do you want it? Rio: You can't feel how hot I am? Buster: You struggling to talk too, baby? Rio: I can barely breathe Buster: My poor little angel Buster: It's okay Buster: I'll take care of you Rio: Buster Buster: Yeah? Rio: I swear to God if you don't pull my skirt up and touch me right now Buster: Someone'll see us Buster: Or hear you Rio: 😣 Rio: I gotta get up Buster: Don't Buster: I'll still do it I'm just warning you what'll happen once I start Rio: Don't worry, you can cover yourself with my cardi, no one will know 😉 Buster: Stay Rio: Baby Rio: 'Course I will Buster: We can do this Buster: Just be quiet, okay Rio: I promise Rio: I'll focus on telling you in here how good it feels Buster: I'll never say no to that Buster: Christ, you're so wet, baby Rio: It's for you Rio: You look so fucking good in that shirt, daddy Buster: That's for you too Rio: You're all for me Rio: My sexy husband Buster: I don't know if I'll ever get used to you saying that Rio: It feels like a dream sometimes Rio: but it's real, we did that Buster: All of this is real Rio: I can't believe all of you is real too, damn Rio: if I had to imagine the perfect man, like Rio: I couldn't have done as good Buster: You're gonna make me blush Rio: Well, you're gonna make me cum so Rio: Fair is fair Buster: Yeah but hopefully my blush will be more obvious to everyone, if you keep your promise Rio: I'm trying so hard Rio: [Selfie] 'Cos you can't see my concentration face and I know you love it Buster: Fuck Buster: You're such a good girl, you know Rio: 😊 Rio: Are you proud of me? Buster: I've only just begun to show you how proud I am, babe Buster: Hold on Rio: OH Rio: Shit, Daddy Rio: Your fingers are so long, wow Buster: I can't put them in your mouth without someone definitely noticing but I know you won't make a sound Buster: Not even if I do this Rio: Fuck fuck fuck oh my God Rio: If I didn't know better I'd say you were trying to get me to break my promise Buster: Good thing you know better then Buster: I'm just thinking about when my fingers can go in my own mouth, that's all Buster: I love tasting you Rio: Did you feel what your words just did to me Rio: You're the hottest boy in the world Buster: What can I say? You inspire me Rio: I've got to grind on you just a little Rio: I swear they won't notice Buster: Oh shit Buster: You warned me but Rio: I wish you could just unzip and stick it deep inside me right here but Rio: Still want you to feel good too, even if we can't Buster: Don't tempt me Buster: That feels so good I might just do it anyway Rio: I'll be good Rio: I'll fuck myself back onto you so slow and careful Buster: Baby Rio: Please do it, daddy Rio: I need more of you Rio: and you need it so bad Buster: I can't say no to you Buster: I don't want to Rio: I love you Buster: I love you Rio: This was a bad idea Rio: but I don't care, it feels so fucking Buster: I'd say we can stop but Buster: I can't Rio: I don't want to Rio: That's the problem, I wanna ride the fuck outta you and make you cum in my pussy Buster: It's not a problem Buster: You know what you're doing Buster: Make it happen Rio: Is that an order? Buster: Yeah Rio: Fuck Rio: You better promise to be quiet too Rio: as much as it pains me Buster: Can I make noise if I promise to only to do it in your ear? Rio: You've got to Rio: You know what your voice does to me Buster: Then I promise Rio: This is why your lap is my favourite place, holy Buster: When I get you pregnant we should do it exactly like this Buster: In front of everyone Rio: Please Rio: Make me a Mum for everyone to see Buster: I will Buster: Just tell me when Rio: When do you want our babies? Buster: Jesus, it shouldn't be so fucking hot hearing you ask that Rio: I know Rio: We're a little bit twisted, baby but it's so good Rio: I shouldn't want you to own me like this in front of them all but I do so fucking much Buster: You make me wanna fuck a baby into you right now Rio: You could Buster: Do you want me to? Rio: Yes Buster: Listen to what you're doing to me, oh my god Rio: I've always told you you're my Daddy, Buster, so let me make it even truer Buster: I really fucking love you, Rio Buster: Let's do it Rio: I love you so much Rio: You're beautiful Buster: You're perfect Buster: You know that Rio: You too Rio: That's why I want this Buster: I don't know what to say Rio: You don't need to say anything, baby, just don't stop Buster: Not until you cum for me Rio: I need to go harder Rio: just got to make sure the coast is clear first Buster: Do it Rio: You're doing it for me, you know you're thrusting into me so rough right now, baby Buster: I know what you need Buster: I don't care about anything or anyone else Rio: You don't care if anyone sees what you're doing to me? Rio: Or hears the noises I'm getting you to make? Buster: No Rio: Good Rio: Me either Rio: all I care about is making you cum right now Buster: I'm so close I have no idea how everyone doesn't already know Rio: Maybe they do but they're too polite to say Rio: Wanna let you finish, give them grandbabies Buster: Jesus Christ Rio: I'm gonna have such sexy bruises on my hips, you're gripping on to me so tight Buster: I swear I'll kiss them better later I just Rio: Do it, Daddy Rio: Bruise me all you need, I need this just as bad Buster: Take it all, baby Buster: Everything you need Rio: I don't know how I take all of you Rio: You're so big and I'm so small Buster: That's how bad you want me Rio: It is Rio: This is what Heaven feels like Buster: You're always gonna feel it Buster: I promise Buster: I'll make a baby for you before I leave Rio: I'm going to pass out from keeping these screams in Rio: It'll be like you're still here with me Rio: half of you, always Buster: I know Rio: Do you want a boy or girl, baby? Buster: I don't care Buster: It'll be beautiful either way Rio: So beautiful Buster: And fucking perfect, like you Rio: Buster Rio: Please put them in me now Buster: Okay baby Rio: I get why my parents had so many if it feels this good Buster: I'll give you as many as you want Rio: I don't wanna be able to not do this whenever we want though Buster: Your parents clearly found the time Buster: Not that I wanna think about them like that but Rio: True Rio: 11 it is then Buster: Yeah Rio: Anyway, it's clearly dead easy to sneak away for quickies when you've got a big family so Buster: We've proved that enough times Rio: Please never leave me Rio: If I ever have to face a family function without you I won't survive, like Buster: I'm not going anywhere without you Buster: And our babies Buster: However many there are Rio: Promise Buster: On my life Buster: You never have to worry about that Rio: Good Rio: Should I come with you when you go back for exams or will it be less distracting if I stay Buster: I want you with me Buster: But I know you've got responsibilities here too so Rio: Hmm, see what we can do Buster: We're gonna need a house if we're having 11 kids Buster: And a garden Rio: We can make it happen Rio: We both work hard Buster: We can go live in Brazil one day too if you want Buster: Not forever but Rio: You really would do anything to make me happy, wouldn't you? Rio: How did I get so lucky Buster: It isn't luck, babe Buster: You deserve it Buster: And you made it happen as much as I did Rio: You're the best, Buster McKenna Buster: For you, yeah Rio: Can we get a dog too if we have a garden then? 😋 Buster: 'Course Buster: You know I want to Rio: and a cat too Buster: As long as you don't go as hard as your mum, like Rio: Oh, so 11 kids is cool but that many cats is crazy? Buster: Obviously Rio: 😏 Rio: You're funny Buster: I'm just not a cat person, alright? Rio: 😑 You really gonna make me divorce you already Buster: That's not funny Buster: Don't make me pout at my own party Rio: Awh baby Rio: Just say sorry to all the cats individually and it'll be fine Buster: 😒 Rio: 😂 Buster: Stop Rio: I'm just playing, don't be grumpy Rio: There's no getting rid of me really Buster: Be nice to me, I've got another surprise for you Rio: What Rio: Tell me tell me Buster: It's not much of a surprise if I do Buster: It's just a little wedding present, like Buster: Calm down Rio: You know, you don't need to get me a present Buster: Shh Buster: Indie helped, it's a team effort Rio: Can I have it now Buster: Well Buster: Say please first Rio: Please Rio: Pretty pretty please with a cherry on top Buster: Alright Buster: Come with me Rio: You can't give it to me here? Rio: You literally just did, like Buster: It's too big Buster: Leave the jokes out, cheers Buster: It's not far, come on, we'll be right back Rio: Hmm what have you done, boy Rio: but I'm coming Buster: Trust me Rio: I do