#and i really just want my angel and demon to snuggle and fuck till they have no fluids left

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Hey y'all, this angst has been great and all, but some of us have depression 😆

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Marry Me Part 2 (Final)

The morning after Damian proposed he went looking for his brother and stepmother. (She had a knack for finding beautiful jewels and Dick was a hopeless romantic and would kill him if he didn’t let him help.

“Grayson, Selina, I require your assistance with something and no it cannot wait.”

They both look up at him from the living room couch, watching the news.

“Where’s Marinette? You never come down without her.”

Selina looks behind him as if she was hiding behind his larger frame.

“She's still asleep and will remain that way until at least noon since she stayed up till an ungodly number calling her friends and family back in Paris, but that is not important now. (He says obviously irritated at her unhealthy sleeping schedule) Last night I may have made a spontaneous decision and need your help with the next step.”

Selina and Dick both look at him questiongly knowing damn well what he's talking about.

“Do you regret it?” (Dick)

“Did you get her pregnant?” (Selina)

Damian sputters for a moment his face turning red.

“The answer is no to both questions. Just get dressed and meet me outside.”

He walks away muttering about how Selina ‘has no sense of shame’ and how Dick ‘was an idiot to think he’d ever regret it’.

Dick and Selina both share a smile before getting ready and meeting an impatient Damian outside.

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“I proposed to Marinette last night and I want your help picking out her ring.”

Damian immediately exits the car and heads inside as his brother and stepmothers excited squeals fill the air.

Soon after he starts browsing they both join him looking for the perfect ring to give to her.

After an hour of searching Damian looks up, waving both of them over.

“What about this one?

Selina comes over first, immediately nodding her approval.

“Oh yeah, a little subtle for my taste but Marinette will love it.”

Dick immediately agrees, cooing over how cute this whole thing is and tearing up that his ‘baby brother is going to get married and he will have little nieces and nephews running around in a few years’.

Damian completely ignores him calling over a worker to get the ring in the correct size before buying it. Walking out with the simple diamond ring with pink accents on both sides of the diamond in its velvet black box.

“Okay, before we get back home where you have access to your katana I need to tell you something.”

Damian pauses at the car turning to face his brother.

“I messed up really bad this time and I’m very sorry. I was snooping around last night trying to get pictures of you and Mari being all sweet together like I usually do, but Jason, Selina, and Tim all saw me at different times and decided to watch and take pictures and videos too. I posted a bunch of the pictures to what I thought was my private Twitter like I do when you two do something especially sweet, but it wasn’t my private one and I couldn’t tell because I was crying too hard. I’m really sorry, Damian.”

Dick sucks in a deep breath after his ramble refusing to look up and meet his little brother's eyes until a loud groan followed by a thud makes him.

Damian smacks his head against the roof of the car several times more before letting out another groan and looking at his favorite least annoying brother.

“You’re lucky that I’m still in too much of a good mood to want to kill you right now. Get in the car, I want to get back before Marinette wakes up and it's already around 10.”

Happily counting his blessings even though he's low-key terrified Dick hops in the back seat and lets Selina take the front.

The drive rather quickly and Damian wastes not time in running to his room where he left his Angel.

He breathes a sigh of relief noticing she's still very much asleep. Running back downstairs he makes her a plate of breakfast and grabs a platter to fill with food for all of the kwamis.

Rushing back up to the room he sets the tray on the nightstand before going over to her side, brushing some hair out of her face, making her grumble and burrow deeper into the covers in an attempt to stay asleep.

He laughs softly sitting down beside her stroking her cheekbone.

“Angel, wake up. I brought you breakfast.”

She grumbles, reaching out from the covers to wrap his arms around her waist and snuggling into his side.

“At least let me put the ring on you. I need to talk with Grayson anyway.”

She thrusts out her left hand, still refusing to open her eyes.

He sighs, sliding the ring on her left finger and placing a kiss to her forehead before standing up to leave.

“I love you, Habibiti.”

The following noise that is probably an ‘I love you too’ but could also be a ‘shut the door’ is the only response he gets before he goes to find his brother(s).”

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“Grayson, Todd, Drake, you three are fixing this entire internet mess that you started and that is final.”

Sounds of protest erupt from the room as he takes his leave to feed the animals.

“Hold up! Dickie-bird is the one who fucked up, why do we have to fix it?!”

Jason pulls him back by his hoodie, thoroughly pissing him off, to face them again.

“Because, Grayson would be too emotional and sappy and just humiliate himself and make the situation worse, Drake knows how to navigate the internet better than the rest of us and, you are always happy to talk about Marinette and I need you to keep Drake awake long enough to fix this.”

Jason nods his head accepting the explanation when Tim interrupts.

“And why can’t you do it?”

A smile that puts all three brothers on edge takes over his face.

“I have a wedding to plan.”

Followed by him immediately shutting the door and going about his chores.

BONUS:

*Marinette wakes up, eats breakfast and changes before noticing the new rind on her left finger*

Marinette: HOLY SHIT I’M GETTING MARRIED!

Marinette:JASON! JAY! I’M GETTING MARRIED!

Jason from down the hall: I KNOW! I WAS THERE WHEN HE PROPOSED!

*Marinette immediately calls her friends and family and start crying while Chloe, Adrien, Kagami, Alix, Kim, and Max all immediately buy plane tickets*

*Jagged cries and also buys plane tickets for him and Penny*

*Luka goes with Jagged*

BONUS 2:

*Two weeks before proposal*

*Marinette running to Jason (her self-proclaimed older brother) and jumping as he catches her*

Marinette: JAY!

Jason: PIXIE-POP!

*Damian groans setting her bag on the floor*

Damian: Must you two be so dramatic? You saw each other last month.

Jason: Piss off Demon Spawn! She's MY baby sister

*Cue pissed off and tired (because he was so excited to see Mari that he couldn’t fall asleep last night) Damian *

Damian: Yeah? Well she's MY wife

*Cue immediate pause and lots of blushing from aforementioned couple*

Damian: I meant fiancé!

Damian: NO! GIRLFRIEND! I meant GIRLFRIEND!

*Marinette exe. has stopped working*

*Damian rushes over and throws her over his shoulder*

Damian: I meant GIRLFRIEND, and you wipe that smile off your face Grayson!

*Damian runs to his room with Mari and eventually they fall asleep together while the batfam collectively loses their shit down stairs*

[allmybiasneedtostop]

Dead Girl Walking

Pairing: Reader x St. Van

Type: Smut 18+ (but make it musical)

Word Count: 1.6K

A/N: This is based on the musical Heathers and on the number Dead Girl Walking. Changing some names cause why not diversity. DON’T BREAK INTO ANYBODY’S ROOM TO FUCK THIS IS FICTION OK?! Also shits all over the place cause it is in the song...

Moodboard made by the lovely (😂😉) @lovely-kpopp-blog​

It is closing onto midnight, yet you are outside thinking of what had happened at the party. The Heathers set up this plan to hurt Emma Martinez your friend. Sure she was chubby and has a weird obsession over Ray Patil, the star quarterback in school but she was still your friend. And Ray was a nice kid back in the day but now he along with the Heathers; Chan, Mckingly, and Smith, are part of the “it” crowd.** **

They dressed up a pig piňata as Emma and were going to have her wack it. You’ve been feeling guilty for helping with the plan, so you yanked the piňata out of the Heathers grasp and chuck it to the pool.

This did not please Heather Mckingly, and the Demon Queen put out that Monday morning that you were deleted from the “it” crowd.

Now you are walking around thinking of how you were going to either fix this or get away from it. You could change your name and go to Seattle, it is getting popular these days. But you don't have a car or a motorcycle for-

The only person who you know who has a motorcycle is Van, the new guy. (His real name is Geumhyuk Lee but most call him Van cause that's all he wears.) It might be all in your head but it seems like the both of you have some sort of connection. You might even say you may have a crush on him.

One time you were making a convenience store run for the Heathers. Things kept slipping and dropping. For how skinny they are you were surprised at the amount of snacks they wanted.

“Need any help?” You turned to see Van behind you giggling.

“Uh yeah sure” You quickly handed him a bag of chips, gum, and candy, hoping that you are able to suppress the blush that was trying to rise up to you cheeks. Even though he was dressed simply with a black tee, jeans, and a denim jacket he looked really good.

You guys talked while waiting in line. Now you know that his family is military and that's why he doesn't really get close to many people. Also he loves reading and beaches. Sadly you guys weren't anywhere near one.

You are just walking aimlessly when you see Van from a window stripping down. And man homeboy is RIPPED. Not only that but he has tattoos that just made you water. Well at least you can spend the next thirty hours getting freaky with him.

Seeing the light turn off, you climb the tree next to his room. Before Heathers can punch your clock, you snap off his window lock.

You crawl inside taking note on how bare his room is. Not that it was empty but that there isn't anything on the walls. There are clothes thrown around, books, some CDs and what not.

Sitting beside him on the bed you tap him awake.

"What are you doing in my room?!" Is the first thing he asks when he stirs.

You get on top of him legs on either side of him. "I'm sorry I woke you up. I decided that I should ride you till you can't anymore." With every few words you kiss his neck going down. "At the party Heather said I have to go." You kiss down his torso sucking here and there. "So now you are my last meal on death row." Licking your lips you see his tented boxers.

You pull them down to free his now hard dick. "Can I?"

"God yes please" You lick his shaft from base to tip earning a deep groan from him. Giving you a boost of confidence you wrap your lips around his tip. Getting used to having a dick in your mouth, you slowly took on more and more of it till you nose is touching the base.

Once you start bobbing your head you feel his hand grip your hair tight, making you even more turned on. You swirl your tongue around him.

"Oh fuck, you have no idea how many times I've imagined you doing exactly this." He pulls you off of him and starts making out with you. As Van is distracting you he rips your button down off. He takes off both your blazer and the shirt off. Even as you're grinding down on him he can feel how wet you are through your panties. Thinking about how he can't have you waiting, he makes quick work with your bra, skirt and underwear.

Taking you by surprise he flips you on your back and starts kissing down your now naked body. Once he reaches where you most want him to touch you the bastard starts teasing you. He kisses around your core. Van also bites and kisses your thighs. Seeing him between your legs is hot and all but you are starting to get antsy.

Out of nowhere you feel a finger penetrate you. His finger curls inside of you as your toes curl against the sheets. Van wraps his lips around your clit sucking hard. You arch your back and your hands entangled through his hair.

Van takes a look at you humming at the sight. Your head is thrown back, mouth agape, love bites forming all over your body. He only dreamed of having you withering like this. Now he's dream is coming true and it's so much better as a reality.

He adds another finger, feeling you clench around them gets him more turned on. He was about to wrap his hands around himself, when you pull him up.

Growling you tell him "Put it in me right now!"

You flip him over you that you're on top again before you could do anything else he stops you.

"Wait are you sure? I don't have condoms right now."

"Look Van, I'm horny, pissed, and on the pill. Now I'm pretty sure you know the drill, right?" With that you sink down on him, both of you moaning at the sensation.

Once you got used to the feeling of his cock inside of you, you start to grind against him. His hands gripping your sides helping you keep pace. "Remember how you told me you were numb?"

"Yeah?"

"I can't agree, to me Van, you're beautiful." You grab his face and kiss him.

Once you pull apart, with stars in his eyes, he asks, "Can I ask, how did you find my address?"

"Luck, I looked up to see you through the window."

After a bit of letting you ride him, he starts thrusting into you, causing you to yelp. He starts to thrust into you hard. Euphoria starts to coil inside of you with every thrust.

"Fuck me harder please. Make me forget everything."

"I will baby, I will." You didn't think possible but he went even harder. With one final thrust he sent you over the edge. You fall on to him trying to regain your breath.

"Wait Van you didn't came yet..."

"I will in a bit. And don't call me Van just say my name."

"Geumhyuk…?"

"Yeah just like that." He flips you on your back again. "Ready? Cause we're going all night if we can."

Even though you weren't you nodded yes. His thrust started slow and deep. Van's- no Geumhyuk's lips found yours. He took your hands and pin them in one of his. You arch into him. His lips move from your mouth to your neck, soft mews escape your lips.

"Geumhyuk please just don't hold back, I need it har-" the snap of his hips made you lose your train of thought. The biting and sucking, him marking you made your head swim. Every moan that reaches his ears encourages him to harder. Still sensitive from the first orgasm it did not take long for ecstasy to coil and burn inside of you again.

Before you came he pulls out and flips you on all fours. You couldn't complain about the emptiness, when he thrust into you again. From this position his dick feels different. Geumhyuk also is going harder and faster, making your eyes roll back in pleasure.

"Geu- Geumhyuk fuck, more give me more please! Pull my hair, slap me please!" Your hands grip on to the mattress.

"Damn babe I think you ripped my mattress, for that you'll. Have. To. Pay." He punctuated every word with a hard thrust making you tear up. His hand comes to your throat and pulls you up your upper back to his chest. His other hand reaches in between your legs. Needing something to hold you grab his wrist.

"Touch me there, right there Geumhyuk I, I'm gonna cum again"

"I'm gonna cum too"

He feels your body spasm and your pussy clench around him.

"Ssss ow!" Lost in the feeling you scratch his arms. Biting down on your neck, grunting, he comes inside of you.

He sees you fall on to his bed panting, sweat glistening from your body, and cum starting to seep out your cunt.

Geumhyuk gets up and grabs a box of tissues to help you clean up.

After clean up he asks you "So what happened at the big Homecoming party that brought you here?"

Snuggling up to him you answer "I'll tell you in the morning but right now I want to sleep, goodnight" you peck his cheek.

"Goodnight, angel"

[beatconductor-blog]

01/09/2017

catboii >You're gonna sneak into B.C's place without replying since your head hurts too much to look at your phone. He said he wasn't busy but not that he was around just yet. If he's not then you'll send him a message.

beatconductor > You weren't quite there and waiting since you weren't sure if he'd take you up on the offer, but you are on the way, just in case. All while apparently negotiating to be a mob heir's pet which may be one of those things where you're absolutely convinced it's a joke until you're too deep in. Anyway, time to look for Sol.

catboii >Youre curled up on the sofa where you were last time anyway. You attempt to send him a message. Get a pain in your head. Try again. Get distracted by reading someone's vent. You decide to give it another few minutes while waiting for the pain to die down a little. You press the heel of your hand into your eye socket and curl up again. Your ear is probably still bleeding you're gonna get blood on him you're so attractive.

beatconductor > You peek into the lounging room just shortly to see if he's already there and indeed there he is.  He doesn't look too well but you've read as much.  But something looks off...  You also spot suspicious amounts of piss I mean gold colored spots. "Hey what's up." That's a very nonchalant way to say hi to someone that looks like dying. Wait is he...  "Are you dying?" 01/09/2017

catboii Your remaining ear flicks when you hear him, and you lift your head. One of your eyes is closed because of the migraine but you're not actually that bad. Mostly you're just dramatic. "If I was I would've just put myself out of my misery. Do I look that bad?" He probably won't be able to see your ear situ until he's closer since your hair and everything is black. But there's still a little blood on your face. 01/09/2017

beatconductor Well, you are nearer now and notice that there really was something missing. And considering the other ear was still there and the blood on his face... he didn't just lose the furry magic. "Even worse man. Did you fall in a shredder or fight an actual dinosaur." You know he has self-destructive tendencies. You also know he was stopping by someone else's house before and that he went outside and saw -people-. All things considered, you decide that you're not going to inquire unless he wants to share. "Do you plan on bleeding out or do you need help with that." You're not even sure how fresh that wound is anymore, but he wrote about bandages.. That makes a little more sense now.

catboii >"Dinosaur enough. 'Nbd'." You kinda needed to go out and evaluate things after seeing Kain, but there weren't actually any people around there. Just that random planet you told Aria you'd go to instead of doing dumb things. It's empty and quiet and it's turning into your own not-so-little private sanctuary. You pat at your missing aural apparatus and then recoil because that was a bad idea. You're so terrible at looking after yourself, go you. "I'm not allowed to bleed out. But I mean it'll be fine soon. Probably." Taking a look at your hand, you wipe your blood on your top and close your eyes and huddle back up on yourself. "I'll try not to get blood everywhere... Mmm-" you mumble as you hold your arms out to him like a needy baby. 01/09/2017

beatconductor Man, he's a mess, but you already knew that since you first talked with him. It also makes you just a little bit proud that he took up on your offer and came to you in such a state. Damn, how can you deny such a request, look at him. You take off suit and tie, before flopping down next to him. It's enough if only the shirt gets a little bloody, that's easier to replace. "Want me to take a look at it. I'm not a Doc but I know my way around patching up stuff. Learned how to stitch wounds when I was like ten."

catboii >You make a face while you attempt to bury your face in him. Counterproductive central up in here. Although Aria did tell you that you should try accepting people's help when they offer it. Maybe you should just give it a try, could be fun. You groan and attempt to look at him. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I might get off on it." You're trying to keep it light and jokey, but pain. You still try and smile at him cutely anyway. "I'm kidding. Probably." 01/09/2017

beatconductor "Feel free to as long as you keep still long enough till I'm done. I'm kidding. Probably." You push his head a little so you can get a better look at the ear - or lack thereof, to see what you actually need. Fur and hair would make butterfly bandages difficult. Stitches? Or just good old gauze? Oh, and disinfectant, prooobably. You give him a friendly ruffle through his hair (the side with the healthy ear) and wind yourself out of his snuggle to get up to fetch some first aid stuff. "That's gotta hurt. Want anything some painkillers, aspirin, morphine, weed?" You have it all and then some, but hey, lets stick to the actually practical stuff. 01/10/2017

catboii >"Uhuh. I don't think I can stay still and make sure you're done at the same time." It was either that or you were gonna make a joke about something gory. Honestly he shouldn't give you the material and not expect it. You have a dirty mind like a stereotypical human teenager from a TV show in the 90s.

You're pretty sure saying something like 'I deserve the pain it's my own fault' would either make him ask questions, or else it would still just make things a little awkward. Good job you're not gonna say that and instead you're gonna just grumble. Although the migraine isn't your fault and it might be nice if it wasn't quite so bad. You almost wanna make another joke. Isn't sex supposed to be a good painkiller? You need to stop that. You did warn him you were in a mood though and unless he straight up tells you to back off then you're gonna keep pushing. "Mmmaybe something I dunno. Definitely need a prescription for kisses though if I can get that filled out here." 01/10/2017

beatconductor > You'd be disappointed if he didn't make use of any chance to make an inappropriate joke. "You can get some if you behave." You're only half joking. He can have kisses if he wants to, alright. Hell, if you were in a different mood, you'd totally take him up on the painkiller sex thing too.

You make a kissy motion at him, the wink sadly lost behind shades, then slip out of the room and return not much later with a box that was definitely not a properly maintained first aid kit but fuck the law, you know.

You return to the seat next to him, hand him a glass of water and painkiller tablet, then dig through the box for stuff you'll need. "Alright bend over and with that I mean your head." 01/10/2017

catboii >Hell yeah smooches. You're totally down for getting any kind of attention off him, you're so needy. It's not even lowkey but you're not ashamed. You own it.

You attempt a little appreciative purring sound when he hands you the things and you lick the tablet to test how bad it tastes. Then place it between your teeth, take a swig of water and swallow it all. You take a second to comply but then you hand him the glass to put somewhere since you can't use your psionics like this. You're actually a big baby. "You want be to lay across your lap or something. That's not me tryna cuddle up to you for once but that's an added bonus 'lol'." 01/10/2017

beatconductor "Yeah right if you say so sounds totally legit. Well move over." Here's the lap, catboy. You lift the box up so he can get comfortable however he likes.

catboii You know you should get in some position where he can get to your ouchie, so you evaluate for a second. Then decide to lay kind of on your front, so your chest is over his legs, but you turn your head mostly toward him, resting your cheek on your arms at his side. Comfortable. "I could make it really awkward for you instead but you can't  deny you want me to cuddle up to you sooo. .." You shrug. "Win-win." 01/10/2017

beatconductor "I can deny all I want and you can't stop me." You don't though. Instead you focus on his ear, handling it surprisingly careful and mindful, starting out with desinfectant and local anesthetic. Years of having to treat your own wounds have tought you to at least be thorough in this regard. An infected wound isn't fun for anyone. 01/11/2017

catboii >Despite how much you brag about dying alot, it's not actually fun at all. You get some weird mental disconnection for a while when you get a new body. That can be great for passive self destructive reasons but you're really not feeling that lately, so you do actually tend to try and stay in the same body for as long as you can. Unless something comes up like an angel offers you a fight to the death or a demon offers to vore you. You know, the usual. But because of that, you weren't about to hit refresh over something as insignificant as losing some cartiilage. Even if you're 20% less cute now. So his help is appreciated. You would've left it as is and got it messed up if you were left alone.

You shut your eyes and try to think about something else as he does whatever he's doing. You can't help but try to watch though so that doesn't really work out well. You're just very nosey but also like learning things. You've seen plenty of torture techniques, but putting people back together? Not that you remember. Also though you like watching people concentrating on things. Once they're totally immersed in something it's like the Real Them is showing through. You just keep quiet and try not to flinch too much. 01/11/2017

beatconductor Well lucky him. Thinking about something else shouldn't be hard, because you ramble. A lot.

In fact, you have even less of a filter now while focusing on more important things, so you go on how you had to patch up worse after sparring with your Bro as a because surprise swords are not recommended for the hands of a child/teenager and eventually drift off to how he made you help sew stupid dolls and how you could practically sew your own clothes if you cared enough but it's simply easier to buy some because why else would you run around all day selling risky stuff to people that could easily kill you at the drop of a hat.

Hey, you're helping him so he can at least listen and pay attention to you, right? Before you even know, the procedure is done. You make sure all the bandage stuff is sitting snug then give him a nice slapmon the ass because -come on- look ag how he's lying there, how could you ever resist.

"Well now you know where to go if you decide to get rid of the other ear too.“ 01/12/2017

catboii >He is so good. You actually love listening to stories so you won't even make any comments that might make him think twice about just babbling on. It's kinda cute honestly. You could listen to him for hours. You even purr a teeny little bit, one of those attempts at comforting yourself through everything, which works out between that and listening to him. The only thing you're feeling is some weird uncertainty on what he's doing. But that's easy to ignore because you trust him, it's just one of those instincts you guess.

You fake pout at him and swish your tail at him, but then your expression changes. "So if I do it on purpose..." You move as if you were gonna roll off his lap, but just glance around the room. "You got a knife?" Are you kidding? Yes. But if he dared you to do it, would you? Of course. You're an idiot. You're gonna roll back onto his lap properly and kinda snuggle though. You've been in the same position for a bit and now it's comfy. 01/13/2017

beatconductor ((Whoops late, sry)) You raise an eyebrow and smirk, not quite sure how much joking he was. Wouldn't surprise you if he actually meant it. "Sorry no knives only swords." As much as you're curious about his whole respawn deal, you're not all that desperate to watch him mutilate himself. Seems like he's quite comfy there though, and so are you. You stow away the rest of the bandage stuff you don't need anymore and shove the box aside, then reach over to pet and nudge the remaining ear. "I thought you liked them. Changed your mind?" Last Saturday at 1:15 AM

catboii ((pf no worries take ur time peace sign emoji)) >You wouldn't wanna make a mess at his place anyway. Not without his permission at least. You mime holding up a sword to your head, having to wiggle a bit so you can get your arms in the right places. You do a great job of making it look awkward as all fuck. "Hmm. Maybe not right now. I'll keep it in mind though. And thanks." You're surprised you even remembered to thank him at this point.

You settle back onto his lap, you're all cozy and no pain but your brain chemicals are doing things since you've been tampered with, so your mental filter has dropped another few notches. Your ear flicks. "Mhmm I do. My boss doesn't like them though he says I look ridiculous. I'm precious though, right?" You look at him all kitten eyes and cute pouting, your remaining ear flattening. Last Saturday at 3:06 AM

beatconductor "Your boss?" Did he cut it off on his boss' orders? Dave couldn't even blame him. The things he did for people... "Damn way too precious, I'm pretty sure that's gotta be illegal in at least five universes. Shit man I'm so fucked, I'll never be able to look at the doombee again and take him serious and not imagine cat ears on him." You can't help but snort at the mere thought. Last Saturday at 12:45 PM

catboii >He's only your boss on a technicality, but you still call him that. Gotta have some kind of structure in your life, else what are you even doing. You yawn and roll onto your back, making weak grabby hands at him. So small. So precious. "I'm pretty sure you promised me smooches." You do a cute smiley blep at him. Cute+5 stats added. Last Saturday at 5:58 PM

beatconductor Nooo not the blep. The urge to pull the tongue is rising again. "Did I really gee I forgot. Nah joke I know I did alright. You wanna cash that in?" You lean down a little to get into his reach, trying really hard to not make it awkward. Unfortunately, his skin betrayed even the smallest blush. Damnit, this kinda stuff was way easier when drunk or high. Last Sunday at 12:54 AM

catboii >You make a cute smiley face at him again; sans blep this time. How could anyone resist you? "Uhuh. I love smooches." Are you gonna have to go to him to get kisses, because you would, but you feel like making him come to you. Somehow. You're not phased by any casual kinds of affection, it's all the same to you, so you don't get when people are shy about it or whatever. You reach up to grab around his neck and make a faked pathetic attempt at pulling yourself up to him, groaning and pouting at him. Last Monday at 3:50 AM

beatconductor His pseudo attempt was actually adorable and you lean down a little more, then falter and bow into a snort and cackle into his chest. He wasn't a stranger to kissing, well, strangers for whatever reason, but something about the way Sol went at it made it especially endearing and amusing. After a few seconds you manage to catch yourself and give him a peck on his stupid mouth. "How many do I even owe you?" Last Tuesday at 12:09 PM

catboii >Yes good finally. You purr and tighten your grip around his neck so you're kind of snuggling him from afar. "I'm pretty sure over a hundred by now? And for every five seconds you're not kissing me you owe me one more." You smile up at him and rub at the back oh his neck with your thumb. Yesterday at 10:25 PM

beatconductor "Oh shit that's a lot. You know humans are weak as fuck I'll die if you want those all now" You still lean down and give him another three quick kisses over his dumb cheeky face. Trying to match his level of casual affection isn't easy, but there was an attempt. ((Totally forgot that it's my turn here whoops.... we could also wrap this up and make room for something new or ic im's anytime!))

catboii ((we could do lmao, lit would just be snuggling him n like sounting how many smooches he got then probably like fall asleep on him tbh, what a baby))

beatconductor ((oh noooo Dave in the first two minutes: aw Dave later probably: shit i gotta pee how do i get up))