#internally you're like 'that was my PLANT' but also 'oh my god you're adorable i love you'

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Hi! I was wondering how would our big moth react to a plant that has the same affects of catnip on him? I remember when I gave my cat catnip they rolled Round in it and purred super loudly. it low key was super cute- but like I can see big moth boy after he’s eaten the plant like cat nip to be a little sad that its gone so he demands cuddles becuse thats way better then cat nip :) anyways sorry if this didnt make sense. Thank you for reading tho♥️

OK I HAVE TWO CATS AS WELL AND THEY GO WILD FOR CATNIP-

ohohohohohoo just imagine you come across an odd-looking plant (mayhaps in the Chasm.....? >:) and bring it home after confirming it's not outwardly poisonous or anything. you're planning on asking Zhongli about it seeing that he knows a lot about.... well, everything, when Childe darts over to welcome you home from your trip. he's bumping his cheek against yours, chittering and mrrping, when something in your bag grabs his attention and he starts (carefully) digging through it. you let him do his thing because you're curious to see what he's looking for, when he pulls out the plant you brought home and his eye widens SO MUCH. he munches it up real quick (much to your chagrin) and starts purring like a MOTOR and rubbing his face all over yours. he even flops down onto the ground and pulls you down with him!!

yeah needless to say whatever that plant was, it's the equivalent to catnip for Childe. or at least Foul Legacy Childe

afterwards he DEFINITELY pouts, especially while you're fixing up your clothes and hair- they got all rumpled when he was rolling around on the ground with you!! but Childe also scoots over to you, putting his head on your lap and letting out a soft, apologetic whine as a "sorry for eating your plant :(" and while you sigh and roll your eyes, you can't help but give him some scritches around the horns

at least you know it's not acutely poisonous now. you'll ask Zhongli about it later

[sinswithpleasure]

The Playgirl (ft. LOONA’s Yves) [Part 3] [Female Reader]

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I’m back with part 3!

I know I said I’d start mentioning Yves being futa here, but welp, I doubt it’d be out until Part 6-8?

If you prefer, this is also on AO3 and AFF!

Thanks to @existslikepristin​ and @ggidolsmuts​ for editing / beta reading!

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Another month passes.

Yves has been improving a lot, and you're teaching her more than just math. Even on weekends, she requests tutoring, and both of you work on projects or study together, be it at Seoul U's cafe or in empty classrooms.

Two months since you began tutoring her, about one month since you took up her deal. Something in Yves shifts—when she began studying, it was out of just competitive spirit. Now, she seems to truly like what she's doing, and you can't help but to let yourself enjoy the sight of this Yves. She turns up to school a little more regularly, though she still comes to terrorize people. She doesn't go out to parties as much, choosing instead to hang with you. The attention you get from her feels like too much and not enough at the same time. 

Other than being your student, Yves becomes somewhat of a regular fixture in your life. She still frustrates you—her semi-regular absences from school are met with your nagging and her regular dismissal, her constant nonchalance about how she carries herself still annoys you, and she still constantly flirts with you. That last point is also part of the reason why she is kind of a welcome presence in your life. If she isn't present in school, she will be seen leaning against a wall after class, leather jacket over her shoulders, your favourite mocha frappe in her hands. If she doesn't turn up for a tutoring session, she drops a call and apologizes, then makes it up to you with your favourite dessert next session. On the regular, she always has a compliment or a greasy remark tailored for you on hand, both making you groan and internally panic simultaneously.

It doesn't help that she keeps getting prettier, at least to you. Every day, her empty desk taunts you. Sometimes, you wish she was next to you, lollipop in her mouth, gazing at you and flirting with you. Your heart skips a beat when she pushes herself off the wall to wrap an arm around your shoulder, waving the frappe in front of your face with a "Hey, babygirl" . You look forward to the text exchanges with her every night, where both of you can text for hours. You adore her lip bites when she is focused on something, her soft "Assa!" when she gets something right.

Perhaps your crush on her is starting to get out of hand, but you don't want it to end. 

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Your phone rings. Caller ID: yves 💘

"Yo, babygirl."

"Don't—ah, nevermind."

"The cafe's closed today. Wanna come over to my place?"

"What?"

"My place. Come over."

"Oh, um…"

"Text me your address. I'll pick you up."

"Okay."

When Yves hangs up, you panic. Her place? You'll get to see how she lives? Her private space? What?! You fire off a text to Yves, then you carry on panicking.

[yves💘 has sent a message:]

Gotchu

I'll see you in 15, babygirl

Can't wait ;)

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Yves's place is cozy. For someone so punk rock, her place looks so homely, so full of life. However, Yves lives alone. Weird, considering there's a lot of stuff that is placed neatly on tables and shelves, too much for one person to use. 

"Welcome to my humble abode, babygirl." Yves curtsies, flashing you her dazzling smile. You place your bag down on the couch in her living room, rummaging to find what you need.

"Hey, would you mind if I went for a shower first? I've had a busy morning."

"Oh, no, sure. Go ahead."

"Right, thanks babe."

Yves leaves. In the meantime, you wander around her living room, glancing at the items on her shelves. A vintage tea set, a back scratcher, and an old camera? Those look pretty cool. Beneath that, another shelf holds a few old DVD cases, each of some old music from the 70s and 80s. Also, are those cassette tapes? You pick each one up, getting a feel of them in your hands. Damn, these are cool.

You wander along the hallways. When you pass by the bathroom, you can hear the water running. Suddenly, you’re hit with intrusive thoughts, all of them about Yves.

Your crush. Just a handful of metres away from you. Undressing. Naked. Under the shower. Water running down her bare skin, maybe over those chiseled abs of hers? Her naked chest, her legs?

You return to her couch, collapsing on it, trying to fight the dirtier thoughts in your head.

You sink your face in your hands, groaning at the thought of a naked Yves. This isn't the first time, and it won't be the last, but it sucks to be thinking of something inappropriate when the time isn't right. The gulps of water you inhale don't quench the correct thirst, but at least it does something.

"Hey baby."

Yves's voice makes you jump. The cutest girl ever greets your eyes, with a look that you never thought she'd rock. That same girl has her head bowed, a sheepish smile on her face, her hand moving to tuck some hair behind her ear.

She looks gorgeous.

Her wet hair, formerly slicked back, now falls over her forehead, forming cute bangs. Her  leather jackets and crop tops are traded for a cozy oversized long-sleeved sweater that engulfs her body, giving her sweater paws. Yves pairs that with sweatpants, and a cute pair of bunny slippers. 

She looks so cute and all you want to do is to mash her lips with yours.

You gasp, freezing. Yves walks over to you, planting her books on the table, refusing to meet your eyes. She grins when she finally looks at you though.

"How do I look?"

"Ah, um, er…" You stammer, unable to process the sight of the punk rock, cool, bad girl Yves now looking like a girly, adorable cutie. This wasn't Yves, this was just Ha Sooyoung. 

"You… you look, er, good," you breathe.

Yves halts, red starting to colour her ears. She looks away, seemingly wiping at her face with one of her sleeves.

"Thank you." Her voice is tiny, tinier than usual. You want to hug her but you control yourself, settling to admire how she looks instead. She looks so pretty, so fucking pretty, and you wonder why she doesn't look like this on the regular. Maybe she's letting you see her more private, intimate side. Maybe she somehow found out you quite like this style. Whatever the reason is, it's working. How do you even continue to function today, now that you've seen Yves look like this?

You love this Yves— no, this is Ha Sooyoung, you hastily remind yourself. She looks so domestic, so cute, so… girlfriend? You want to glomp her, and that urge is increasingly hard to control.

"Let's begin."

"O-Okay."

Both of you slip into your roles as teacher and student. For Yves, it’s seamless, but for you, you struggle to do so. The student herself is a distraction.

The session begins.

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"Stay for dinner, babe?"

Yves rises from her chair, walking over to her kitchen. She begins pulling stuff out of her fridge and cabinets, setting them on the table. 

"Oh, sure."

You sink yourself on a dining chair as Yves ties an apron around her neck. She begins work on chopping up some garlic and onions, and you let yourself just… look at her. 

She looks so cool, so domestic, so beautiful as she works on whatever it is. You can't help but fall harder for her, and you let yourself gaze lovingly stare at her.

"You're staring, babygirl."

"Ummfhhhdgh!" You stammer, hastily looking away to pretend you weren't. You drum your fingers on the table, shifting around on your seat to distract yourself from Yves's eyes. 

"Uh-uh, you don't get to hide now." Yves tilts your chin up with her finger, her eyes locked onto yours, her lips inches from yours. This is the umpteenth time Yves has had you in kissing range, and you wish she'd finish the job. 

"You look starstruck, babe. Am I that pretty?"

"Y-Yes." 

Yves chuckles, stroking your cheek with her thumb. 

"God, you're so cute. I'd kiss you right now, but we both know we'd do more than that."

"Wha—?"

"I've seen the way you look at me. I know what you're thinking. If we kiss…" Yves trails off, moving to finish her sentence next to your ear. 

"If we kiss, we both know we won't just be kissing at the end of the night."

When Yves finishes her sentence, you feel her soft lips press against your cheek. Out of the corner of your eye, you see her lips turn up in her signature cocky smirk. You’ve got the urge to kiss it off her face, but you pause, refusing to give in to her. She is right—if you kissed her, you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from jumping her.

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Dinner is a relatively quiet affair, with Yves winking at you when you catch eyes with her, and you becoming more flustered each time. All you can think of is about how Yves essentially admitted she knows you want her as much as she wants you, and that thought is enough to fuel your imagination for the night. 

When Yves drops you off in front of your apartment, she gets off her bike, wrapping her arms around your waist from the back.

"Huh?!"

"Goodnight babygirl," Yves whispers next to your ear, her breath causing you to shudder, "I'll be thinking of you tonight."

That settles it. The fire between your legs needs some dousing. You can't help but turn to look at Yves with the utmost shock, meeting her knowing grin. Yves waves, putting her helmet back on and riding off into the night. 

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The cold shower you take after reaching home does nothing for you. Yves's words still ring deep in your ear.

If we kiss, we both know we won't just be kissing at the end of the night.

I'll be thinking of you tonight.

Your body feels warm—too warm for the oversized T-shirt and boyshorts you have on. The thought of having Yves pin you against a wall, her lips on yours, tongue swiping at your lips to gain access is way too much for you, and soon enough, you imagine Yves pinning you to her bed, stripping you and teasing you with her touch. These thoughts lead you to lie atop your bed, your shirt pulled up to expose your chest, your boyshorts stripped off to let your hand circle your clit freely. 

"Oh, fuck…"

In your head, Yves has her fingers on you, touching you the same way you touch yourself now. Her fingers mirror the way yours do—rubbing directly over the hood covering your clit, before swiping between your slit to wet her fingers. 

"So wet, babygirl. All for me too."

"Oh, oh shit!"

Yves plunges her fingers deep within you, thrusting freely. Your free hand kneads your left breast, teasing your nipple to drive you crazier. 

"Fuck, Yves, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Yes, babygirl. That's what I want to hear. Moan my name. Let the world know how wet you are for me."

The dirty sounds of your fingers thrusting deep into yourself only fuels your lust even further. The image in your head morphs from Yves fingering you to her between your legs, her panties pushed aside to expose her pussy. Yves pushes her pussy against yours, grinding against you, flexing her abs with each movement of her hips. In the physical world, you strip yourself of the shirt, grabbing a pillow and straddling it. 

"How does my pussy feel against yours, babygirl? I told you I'd make you love me."

You grind harshly on the pillow. The haze of pleasure is all you can process—how loud you moan doesn't matter anymore. 

"Fuck, yes, Yves, Yves, Yves, fuck, Sooyoung, Sooyoung, I'm gonna come, Sooyoung, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!"

With a squeal, you grind harder on the pillow, feeling waves of pleasure wash over your body as slick spills out of your clenching hole. Sweat runs down your forehead, your back, down your chest. In your head, Yves comes just as you do, her body writhing in pleasure as slick flows out of her. 

You collapse on the bed, letting the afterglow of your orgasm wash over you. Yves still doesn't leave your head, but you don't really hate that. You're way beyond trying to hide that you want to fuck her, or that you want her to make you hers anyway.

[dreamofsin]

NaMo AU based on their respective costumes cuz come on, Catwoman!Nayeon & Momo De Vil? Iconic.

2.8K words, brace yourself lol

Momo takes an interest in the new cat burglar in town that she's been hearing so much about.

She starts doing her research on her and following her once she finds out how she works. Nayeon discovers this of course, & waits til a night when Momo tails her again to lure her in.

She goes into an alley and hides, waiting for Momo to catch up before sneaking up behind her and saying, "So.. what's got you so interested in lil' ol' me?"

Momo almost jumps, but collects herself. Before turning around to face the other girl, "Don't you know you're not supposed to sneak up on people?"

Nayeon just scoffs, "I'm a cat burglar.. it's kinda what I do," She says with an obvious tone, "Don't you know you're not supposed to stalk people?" Nayeon crosses her arms.

"I've heard a lot about you. I find you interesting, I didn't mean any harm. In fact, i'm more of a cat person as well." Momo tries to save herself. She didn't want the girl to think she was a weirdo, and keeping an eye on her for the past 2 weeks didn't help her situation.

Nayeon scanned Momo with her eyes, as if determining what her intentions were. "Well, dogs are just too obnoxious for my line of work. Cats are quiet, nimble, and can hide practically anywhere. I much prefer them." Nayeon says as she shifts her weight to one foot.

Momo's face contorts into a look of disgust, "Oh dogs are horrible, I can't stand the smelly little things."

"I hate it when I have jobs near buildings where there are dogs. Their barking is a real pain in the ass when i'm trying to sneak around." Nayeon sighs

"Maybe you should start carrying sleeping darts or something." Momo suggests, and Nayeon nods, an interested look on her face.

Momo beckons for Nayeon to give her her hand, and when she does Momo takes out a pen and writes her number on it, then starts heading out of the alley. "Call some time, Dear."

Nayeon looked at the scribblings on her hand, 'Momo De Vil xxx-xxx-xxxx' "Momo De Vil, huh? Hm..."

After this encounter, Nayeon starts stalking Momo back. Watching her through windows and such, trying to scope out the kind of person she is.

About a week later, they run into each other again. It wasn't an accident though, Nayeon knows Momo well enough by now to know her schedule and planned to run into her. So Nayeon got herself invited to a gala that Momo was attending. She felt bad for not calling because she was so busy with work and wanted to see her in person. There was also the dilemma that the thought of Momo made her nervous and have butterflies. She didn't trust herself to keep her cool and didn't want to make a fool of herself. But now that she thought about it, meeting in person would probably turn out worse for her. Oh well, too late to turn back now.

Sometime into the event, Nayeon saw Momo make her way to the horderves table and decided to follow.

When she got close to Momo she looked over at her, "Momo? Fancy meeting you here."

The other girl looked pleasantly surprised by her appearance, "Well well, Kitty finally came out of hiding. I'll admit, I got little worried when you didn't call. I thought something happened to my feline friend."

"Friend? Last time I checked you were stalking me."

"Look, i'm really sorry-"

"It's ok, i'm just teasing." Nayeon smiles, so far her attempts at hiding how panicked she was were working.

Momo just shakes her head, "Ha ha, very funny.." and playfully shoves Nayeon's shoulder a little, to which the other girl giggles. "What's your name by the way?"

"Oh, right. Guess we didn't get to that, my name's Nayeon."

"It's pretty, I like it." This makes the older girl smile.

Nayeon's smile soon drops though, and she looks at Momo apologetically. "Look, I'm sorry about not calling. Work's been hectic and I had to lay low for a little while."

"Oooh is Kitty being a bad girl?" Momo smirks, adjusting a strand of Nayeon's hair.

"Always." Nayeon quirks an eyebrow, looking down at Momo's lips, then back at her eyes. 'Hold it together Nayeon..' she thinks.

"Well then, I can only imagine the trouble we could get into together. Why don't you stop being such an outdoor cat and come to my house to play? How's friday sound? 7 o'clock?" Momo smirks.

Nayeon panics a little, a pink tint showing up on her cheeks, before answering "I'll think about it, Kitty likes to play.." She winks, walking back to her table.

Throughout the rest of the gala the girls spare glances at each other, winking or waving when they do. When Nayeon gets home though, she totally freaks out about their encounter. "Did that really just happen?? She wants me to go to her HOUSE?! Oh my god.. what am I gonna wear??" She starts rummaging through her closet, even though she doesn't have to be there for another 6 days.

Half way through her closet, she comes to a realisation and facepalms. "Oh my god, i'm so whipped!"

The week passes by, and with each day Nayeon gets more nervous. On wednesday she sends Momo a text, 'I've decided to take you up on your offer, friday at 7 it is.' She gets a response a few minutes later, 'Marvelous, see you then Kitten.' Which makes her freak out even more.

When friday comes, and Nayeon's spent most of her day getting ready mentally and finding a dress to wear, she heads to Momo's a little before 7. She got(more like stole) Momo a cat charm necklace she hopes she'll like & decided to wear a burgundy evening gown.

When she gets there, she knocks on the door and looks around while she waits. It's one of the nicest houses she's ever seen and hopes she's never stolen from Momo before.

When the door opens, Momo's standing there in a black evening gown. She looks amazing and Nayeon has to stop herself from gawking.

"Hey, come in! You look amazing!" Momo grabs Nayeon's hand and brings her inside, the older girl trying not to panic at her touch.

"Thanks, so do you!" Nayeon smiles, "Oh! I got you this." She says, handing over the necklace box.

Momo opens it and gasps, she knows Nayeon probably stole it but loves the thought behind it. "Oh my god, I love it! Help me put it on?" She gives it to Nayeon and turns her back to her, moving her hair aside. Nayeon moves to put it on her, sweating a little out of nervousness from being so close to her. Her perfume is intoxicating and Nayeon's hands are shaking as she tries to do the clasp up.

Momo leans back into her a little, she's figured out by now what affect she has on the older girl and likes teasing her.

Nayeon gulps at this and Momo turns her head to look at her, "Do I make you nervous, Kitten?"

"What? Noo pfft, i'm cool." Nayeon backs up shyly and clears her throat, not wanting to look Momo in the eyes.

"Whatever you say, Honey." Momo smirks, "Have you eaten? Do you want anything?"

"No thanks, I ate earlier." Nayeon smiles, still having trouble making eye contact.

"Do you want to walk in the garden then? I have a little greenhouse outside." Momo gestures to a pair of glass doors.

"Sure! Sounds cool."

Momo puts her hand around Nayeon's waist and walks them outside, coming to the greenhouse. Nayeon is impressed once again, Momo has an amazing collection of plants. As they walk, Nayeon can't take her eyes off of Momo. 'Ugh she smells so good, I just wanna rub my face in her neck..'

She's brought out of her thoughts by Momo's words, "Hey, you ok Cutie?"

"Hm?" Nayeon then realises she's inches from Momo's neck and quickly pulls away. "Oh! Sorry.." Nayeon blushes profusely, thanking the gods it's dark out so Momo can't really see it.

"A little forward, aren't we? If you wanted me so badly you could've just said so." Momo winks.

Nayeon just looks at the ground and gets quiet, her face a tomato coloured mess. Not able to believe she did something so embarassing to her crush.

Momo notices and brings her hand under Nayeon's chin, bringing her face up to look at her. "Hey, it's ok! I was just joking.. and honestly.. even if you did it I wouldn't have minded." Momo smiles.

"...Really?" Nayeon asks, pouting a little in shame.

Momo steps a little closer to her, looking at the older girl's lips, "Really."

Nayeon looks at her lips as well, then to her eyes. Momo just nods, and they both lean in. The kiss is deep and passionate, lasting a bit of time before they pull away.

"Wanna continue our walk?" Momo asks, but before Nayeon can answer she turns her head to the side and sneezes.

"Sorry, my nose is sensitive. I think the plants are making me sneeze."

"Well let's go have fun inside then, we don't need Kitty catching a cold now do we? Even though that was adorable." Nayeon giggles at that, taking Momo's hand and going in with her, hoping for more kisses.

When they get inside however, Momo walks over to the living room and sits on the couch, grabbing a box off the coffee table. "Come here Kitten, I have a surprise for you."

Nayeon makes her way over, sitting down beside Momo. "Here, open it." Momo gives the box to her, and when she opens it her eyes widen. Inside is a diamond studded collar with her name on the tag.

"I was thinking.. if you wanted, you could be my Kitten and play with me."

Nayeon nods profusely and Momo puts the collar around her neck. Once it's on however, Nayeon leans in and plants a kiss on Momo's neck. The collar is the perfect size, it feels good around her neck but also allows Momo to crook a finger under it as she gets up and starts leading Nayeon upstairs to her room. Nayeon being a mess internally and trying to keep calm as she follows, giving herself a pep-talk in her head. 'Keep your cool Nayeon. You're the best thief in the city! So what if she's hot, smells amazing, has a perfect body, gave you the most beautiful collar you've ever seen and calls you her Kitten! You're stronger than this!'

When they eventually make it to Momo's room and she opens the door, Nayeon is greeted with the sight of whips, chains, gags, & toys in many shapes and sizes all around the room. Soft pink lights accent the toy displays and bed, Nayeon just lets out a breathy "Fuck me..."

Momo wraps her hands around her waist, back hugging her, "That's the plan, Kitten." and kisses her neck. Nayeon feels her knees go weak but before she can collapse, Momo supports her and pins her against the wall kissing her deeply. Nayeon just whimpers and Momo says, "Don't give out on me yet, Kitten. We haven't even started yet." Biting her lip and almost making Nayeon collapse again. "You do want this, right? I don't wanna force you."

Nayeon nods, "Yeah." and she kisses Momo again.

"Good, now be a good girl for me. Go over to the bed, bend over it, and wait for your surprise."

Nayeon does what she's told, her legs still wobbly as she walks over and waits. After a moment and some rustling, Momo returns. Walking behind Nayeon and kneeling down, running her hands up Nayeon's thighs and over her ass. She hikes up Nayeon's dress and slowly pulls down her wet panties, which Nayeon steps out of and Momo tosses on the floor. She continues by massaging Nayeon's ass, "You're such a pretty kitty for me, but I think you're missing your tail."

By this point, Nayeon's a puddle and wrapped around Momo's finger. She just bites her lip and waits in anticipation for whatever Momo wants to do to her.

Using some lube, Momo gently works the plug in. Nayeon is a bit squirmy during the process cuz she's not used to the feeling, but once it's in Momo stands back and looks at her. "Aren't you just the cutest thing! Why don't you shake your tail for me."

Nayeon obeys, wiggling her butt and making the tail sway. Momo squeals and goes to promptly reward Nayeon, sitting on the bed and giving her a kiss. Nayeon pouts cutely, "Now play with me."

"Of course, Kitten." Momo moves behind Nayeon, leaning on her back a bit. Using one hand to massage her breast and the other to rub Nayeon's clit. But Nayeon wants more, and using her nimble skills she flips Momo onto the bed and gets on top of her. She groans and kisses Momo deeply, grinding on her abs.

"It's about time you showed your claws, I was thinking you went soft on me." Momo smirks, but Nayeon has no response. Too occupied with the feeling of Momo's hard abs rubbing against her. Momo grabs Nayeon's hips, guiding them to go faster and harder, pressing down more into Momo.

Nayeon starts letting out little moans and whimpers, digging her nails into Momo's shoulders and kissing & biting her neck. She also rubs the tip of her nose slightly over Momo's neck, taking in her addicting scent but also making her shiver. Momo claws at Nayeon's back, wanting as much of her as she can get and leaving marks of her own.

Momo hikes Nayeon's dress up over her tail so she can grab her ass easier while guiding her. But eventually she sits up and slips one of Nayeon's shoulder straps off, telling Nayeon "I wanna feel all of you."

Nayeon nods and Momo starts slipping her dress off, trailing kisses from neck to thighs as she goes. Then takes off her own dress & panties, discarding the clothing on the floor.

Then they assume their former positions, Momo laying on the bed with Nayeon riding her abs & getting her slick all over them. "Mm such a good Kitty, so wet for me." Momo pulls Nayeon down by the collar for another kiss, her hand wraps around Nayeons neck as they kiss. She squeezes a little, making Nayeon's head rush as she pants.

Nayeon claws Momo's hair and groans out a "Ugh fuck, touch me." and Momo is more than happy to oblige. She runs her hands along Nayeon's torso to her wet pussy, slipping 2 fingers in and slowly pumping them in and out of her. Nayeon gasps but adjusts quickly and rides Momo's fingers. Every time Momo rubs Nayeon's clit she moans, grabbing Momo's wrist as she has her hand around Nayeon's throat.

Eventually, Nayeon gets the right angle, riding Momo's fingers with her palm rubbing her clit. Eyes shut tight as the tention builds. Momo can soon feel Nayeon's walls clenching around her fingers, so she fucks her harder. Nayeon moaning loudly the whole way through, having multiple orgasms and becoming a writhing mess at Momo's touch.

Momo slides her onto the bed beside her and cuddles her as she comes down from her high, the older girl trying to catch her breath. Giving Nayeon some soft kisses, momo says "It's my turn to feel good now baby, why don't you go pick a toy and fuck me good with it."

Still a bit dazed, she looks at the toys. Eventually settling on a strapless strap, she makes her way back to Momo. "Ooh good choice." The younger says with a smirk.

Nayeon is still a little drained so Momo takes over, riding Nayeon's cock so well. Nayeon pays a lot of attention to Momo's breasts, sucking and licking them messily, leaving hickeys here and there. But Momo loves it, running her hands through her kitten's hair and scratching her scalp.

The feelings of Momo riding Nayeon, Nayeon matching Momo's rhythms with her thrusts, and the vibrator in both of them is enough to leave the room full of moans and profanities. Momo's orgasm comes like a tidal wave, drenching Nayeon's cock and the bed. She slips the strap out of herself and stands over Nayeon's face, "Come on Kitten, clean me up like a good girl." and Nayeon does. She licks Momo up so well & has her jerking from licking her oversensitive clit.

Once Nayeon's done, she takes her strap out & they shower together to clean the rest of them. Momo hugs Nayeon from behind and plants a soft kiss on her shoulder, "So what do you want for breakfast tomorrow?"

Nayeon giggles, "Bold of you to assume I won't sneak off into the night, but.. eggs." Before kissing Momo's cheek.

[shelllessturtle]

Behind the scenes of this livetext: Mycroft gets a new phone and identifies Iago via haiku; Iago sees Hamilton; "Pride and Prejudice but in Starfleet" becomes a thing; Iago quits their job; SO MANY PUNS; and it turns out that Mycroft has never finished Avatar: the Last Airbender. A year in the making (I'm not even fucking kidding), I present you with: Iago Reads Wizards At War (lightly edited for ease of reading)

Mycroft: Better start bracing yourself for book 8 now

Iago: Oh sweet Jesus

Mycroft: There, no you can't say I didn't warn you

Iago: But you /know/ it's funnier when I get to threaten you with gruesome death!

Iago: Are you ready for this?

Iago: ...one of the chapter titles is "Acceptable Losses". /I/ am not ready for this.

Iago: Nita needs a vacation from her vacation. Nita sweetie...

Iago: "Neets, is it true he destroyed a whole alien culture in just ten days?" Carmela Rodriguez is my Patronus

Mycroft: Right?

Mycroft: She just keeps getting better

Iago: Roll call at the Callahan home: "three humans, one humanoid, one tree, and one giant bug" and I'm quietly cackling in public

Iago: "The centipede pointed a couple spare eyes at the Christmas tree." Taken out of context, I think that may be the most bizarre sentence I've ever read. In context, it makes perfect sense. I don't know which amuses me more.

Mycroft: Yesssss

Iago: "But her mom had loved those lilacs, and wouldn't be seeing them again." OKAY OW

Iago: Oh sweet minty Jesus

Iago: You weren't wrong.

Iago: And I wasn't prepared.

Mycroft: So not prepared

Mycroft: What's that in response to specifically?

Iago: Basically the entire series of events leading to Kit and Nita becoming Seniors

Mycroft: BASICALLY

Mycroft: IT'S ALL GONE TO SHIT

Iago: Descriptions of wizardries in action never fail to be beautiful

Iago: "The changes in the structure of space then start affecting the thought processes and reactions of all living beings in the area. Their behavior will start to become less and less rational...less committed to Life."

SHE WROTE THIS BOOK OVER A DECADE AGO HOW IS IT SO RELEVANT RIGHT NOW

Mycroft: Oh you have no idea

Iago: God help my soul

Mycroft: So yes, welcome to Tom's Wizardly PowerPoint of universal doom

Iago: I should just go see Moana again. It's far less depressing

Iago: "Uh-oh". Now Nita's getting in on it

Mycroft: Indeed

Iago: Looks like Nita's playing "fake it 'til you make it"

Iago: I don't know if that's good or bad, to be honest

Mycroft: Fairly characteristic tho

Iago: True

Iago: "...yet another lollipop sticking out of his face." That is the greatest description of someone with a sucker in their mouth that I've ever witnessed

Mycroft: Roshaun and his lollipop addiction

Mycroft: The real OTP

Iago: *chokes* oh my gOD

Iago: Sker'ret just called Nita "Senior". I think both Nita and I had a quick internal freak-out

Iago: THEY STILL HAVE BETTY CALLAHAN'S NUMBER IN THEIR HOME PHONE I'M GOING TO GO CRY IN A CORNER

Mycroft: ;__;

Iago: "The universe has started expanding too fast, and we have to stop it before it tears itself apart."

"Um. Okay, I see why you might need a few extra days off for that."

*slightly hysterical laughter*

Mycroft: Same

Iago: "Two weeks to save the universe". Sounds like an album title

Mycroft: I'd listen to it

Iago: "What /is/ grenfelzing, exactly?"

"It's kind of like emmfozing, but with chocolate."

Have I ever mentioned that I both hate and love your ability to quote these goddamn books at me when I ask questions?

Mycroft: I can't recall, but I'm glad to hear it

Mycroft: Also I mean that's the only canon explanation so really, what else could I say

Iago: But you quoted it /word for word/

Mycroft: Admittedly, that was at least partially For The Meme

Iago: I'll allow it

Iago: "...a brief, profound case of amnesia. They'd instantly forgotten why they were there" sounds like my life

Iago: Oh my god what is Spot doing with the TV

Iago: *whispers* How bad is it that my mind is currently in the gutter

Mycroft: Dataaaaaa

Iago: AM I JUST A PERVERT OR DOES THAT SOUND INCREDIBLY DIRTY

Mycroft: It's certainly something

Iago: "But most of the aliens are here for the cocoa plants." Well, I can't exactly blame them...

Iago: Carmela Rodriguez remains a gift

Iago: Oh god Ronan's back

Mycroft: Yessssss Carmela and Ronan

Mycroft: A dangerous combination

Iago: Ronan keeps the Spear in a pen

Iago: *checks date published*

Iago: Feels a bit Percy Jackson to me

Iago: Carmela has the insta-hots for Ronan. This is gonna be fun

Iago: "The fucking heir of an almighty something or other" is still a really good description for Roshaun. In case you were wondering if I had warmed up to him any more

Iago: WHALE

Iago: WHALE ON THE MOON

Iago: Whale On The Moon is the name of my new techno jazz band

Mycroft: Can I join?

Mycroft: I'll learn any new instrument you need

Iago: ...having thought about it, I'm legitimately not certain what instruments would be /played/ in a techno jazz band. So, I mean, if you want to learn the synthesizer...

Iago: Young Wizards book 8 alternate title: Wizards' Reunion

Iago: Lots of air quotes going on right now

Iago: ....I want Darryl's manual

Iago: "Where's your adjunct talent?"

"Playing with rocks, as usual."

Okay now I really want a puppy

Iago: "Twychild". Have I mentioned lately that the worldbuilding in these books gives me a case of the warm fuzzies?

Mycroft: Yesssss Tuyet and Nguyet

Iago: *whispers* Why is there a thought-voice talking in second-person in Kit's head

Iago: The description of Roshaun's living space send help

Iago: "A three-way collision between an antique furniture warehouse, a jewelry story, and a Gothic cathedral carved and decorated by the artistically insane."

Iago: So my brain has given Roshaun's father the voice of Mark Hamill.

Iago: There's a decent chance I'm going to just call him the Phoenix King

Iago: "Speaking truth to power is never 'out'." DAIRINE REMAINS GOD

Iago: (Also if I ever go to a protest I'm putting that on my sign.)

Mycroft: Yessss do it

Mycroft: And which kind of Mark Hamill are we talking here: Skywalker, Firelord or Joker?

Iago: Firelord. Thus the Phoenix King comment

Iago: Oh my god Dairine in the face of implications that she and Roshaun are ~involved~

Mycroft: Blessss

Iago: "You tell those people that they are completely nuts!"

Iago: Did...did Roshaun just /whine/ at his mother?

Mycroft: Yes

Mycroft: Not so dignified now

Iago: *falls off the table in laughter*

Iago: Oh god is Roshaun developing a Thing for Dairine

Mycroft: WELCOME TO THE MADDENING AMBIGUITY

Iago: MADDENING AMBIGUITY IS THE NAME OF MY NEW POLITICAL PUNK BAND

Mycroft: Bless

Iago: This is my favorite game

Mycroft: I know a fair few YW fans who have a particular talent for it

Iago: I have a list. I use them in my stories for bands my characters like

Mycroft: Most excellent

Iago: Ponch wants blue food

Mycroft: As do we all

Iago: I /could/ go for some blue Jolly Ranchers

Iago: Ponch, to Ronan: "You two just talk among yourselves."

Dog sass is best sass

Iago: "It's math, Kit, but not as we know it."

SHE. SHE JUST. SHE FUCKING DID THAT ON PURPOSE

Iago: I'm going to go curl up in a corner and cry with laughter now

Mycroft: Yup

Mycroft: What a nerd, right

Iago: Pot, kettle

Iago: Oh shit Sker'ret is having a fight with his parent

Iago: ...I currently have a desire to cuddle what amounts to a giant centipede. What have you done to me

Mycroft: The magic of Young Wizards

Iago: That was terrible

Iago: But, then again, I love terrible

Iago: Okay so the description of dark matter

Mycroft: Yes?

Iago: I feel like I have something crawling around under my skin

Mycroft: It's unsettling, isn't it

Mycroft: That gets worse

Iago: Oh god

Iago: "Nita for the first time actually saw someone else look out of Ronan's eyes. The expression was one of recognition coupled with a very controlled anger. The one who looked out had seen something like this before."

Oh. Shit. Oh /shit/.

Mycroft: Yessssss

Mycroft: Shit just got real

Iago: I am not prepared for this

Mycroft: Correct

Iago: GIGO

Mycroft: :D

Iago: "For transits like this, we temporarily rewrite the kernel that manages local gravity and mass in our solar system. It's no big deal."

oh my gOD

Iago: They are actually Dairine's children

Mycroft: They've been busy since we last saw them

Mycroft: And it's awesome

Iago: "A world of true computer wizards" get the fuck out

Iago: They're actually calling her Mother s e n d h e l p

Mycroft: RIGHT

Iago: I'm not crying you're crying

Mycroft: I'm not crying I'm eating a quaesadilla

Mycroft: The crying one must be you

Iago: Well I can't see to tell you so who knows

Iago: "Guys," [Dairine] said after a moment, "you make me proud."

"That is our other purpose," Beanpole said. "Our first one."

Iago: I A M D E A D

Mycroft: I knowwww

Iago: "Life's all the time sending /me/ messages I can't read." [Dairine] flicked just a second's glance at Roshaun, who she was starting to think was yet another of those messages.

Iago: Oh lordy

Iago: Oh god above send help

Iago: Spot's becoming less of a machine, more alive. I don't know if I'm in support of this change

Mycroft: Everyone needs upgrades now and then :P

Iago: I don't like change

Iago: I kind of adore the mobiles all bowing to Dairine

Iago: Roshaun raised his eyebrows and produced another lollipop, which he held out to her.

"How many of those things do you have?" Dairine said.

"Not nearly enough," Roshaun said.

Iago: Please excuse me while I go laugh myself sick

Mycroft: Roshaun has his priorities in order

Mycroft: There was always a jar of lollipops on hand at CrossingsCon in his honor

Iago: Perfect

Iago: "I'll give you a dysfunction where you'll have trouble finding it again."

Totally stealing that don't even care

Mycroft: Excellent

Iago: "I may be a mother, but you are /mine/."

Maybe I didn't take enough time to recover after finishing The Slow Regard of Silent Things I'm going to go collapse in an emotional heap

Mycroft: So many Dairine feels, I knowww

Iago: "Enthusiasmic incorporation of the Hesper--"

What? What?! What does it say? What does it mean? I NEED TO KNOW

Mycroft: [rubs hands together; evil laughter] I'M SAYING NOTHING

Iago: Oh god is time moving faster on Metemne

Mycroft: MAYBE

Iago: Oh fuck it's relativity isn't it. Because they're near the source of the dark matter, they're moving faster than the rest of the Universe

Mycroft: Very possible

Iago: Oh no. Introduction of Della Cantrell and MY EMOTIONS CAN'T TAKE THIS HALP

Mycroft: Oh boy

Iago: Nita's phone call to her dad. Direct hit to the feels.

Mycroft: Harry Callahan is such a good dad

Iago: That is part of why it hurts so much

Iago: "Nita, could you please get off me before we accidentally become more than just good friends?"

*cackles maniacally*

Mycroft: BEST

Iago: Holy fucking sHIT ALMOND SPIDERS WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

Mycroft: Wait what

Mycroft: Remind me of the context for that

Iago: On Rashah. The creatures destroying the trees are almond-shaped and have eight legs. Almond spiders

Mycroft: Oh ok that's what I figured

Mycroft: HELLO TO OUR TERRIFYING NEW ALIEN FRIENDS

Iago: ALMOND SPIDERS. WHY.

Mycroft: WHY NOT

Iago: "They've been fighting each other, on and off, for /millions/ of years?"

"They must be really enjoying it, to keep the war going so long."

Sker'ret is so great

Mycroft: Rashah is not exactly a great vacation destination, that's for sure

Iago: Oh sweet minty Jesus the almond spiders are a remnant after an atomic holocaust I need a drink

Iago: And...they're all avatars...of the Lone Wanker. Better make that two drinks.

Mycroft: WELCOME TO RADIOACTIVE POSSESSED WAR-MONGERING GIANT SPIDER CULT WORLD

Mycroft: ENJOY YOUR STAY

Iago: Where is Nita's dad

Iago: I am Concerned

Iago: Also

Iago: I will never get tired of the "check your spelling" joke

Mycroft: Same

Iago: "Words had just failed Dairine." Gods above have mercy on us all

Mycroft: I appreciate that the narration pauses to note how unthinkable that is

Iago: Also, a "bright" version of the Lone Power

Iago: What does that mean

Iago: Why is bright in quotes

Mycroft: To indicate it's kind of a rough description of a more complex subject, mostly

Iago: But does it mean that we're getting a version of the Lone Power that's more on the good side or a version that's worse than usual

Mycroft: There's more explanation later, but basically picture the LP's non-evil twin

Mycroft: Like its opposite, basically

Iago: I thought /you/ were refusing to give spoilers

Mycroft: Meh, I saw that as more clarification on what you already read, ymmv

Mycroft: But stay tuned

Iago: Well obviously

Iago: Nita doesn't like shooting people who are shooting at her

Mycroft: Krakens don't count but I don't think they were as sentient

Iago: "I'm a wizard, not an engineer" goddammit /again/?!

Mycroft: Yesss

Iago: I shall take myself off to the laughing corner

Iago: Oh god self-destruct at the Crossings

Mycroft: Kind of a terrifying prospect

Iago: Nita just blew up a giant gun

Mycroft: Yesss

Iago: "High-fiving a giant centipede can take a while."

Up next on Winning Understatements....

Mycroft: That is so fun to picture

Iago: I know!

Iago: "I don't wear socks."

"Just as well. You'd bankrupt yourself."

That is /also/ fun to picture

Mycroft: As an antidote to the tense battle scene, have a bunch of centipede leg jokes

Iago: Pretty much

Iago: Wait

Iago: /Carmela/?!

Mycroft: Hahahaha yesss

Mycroft: THE GLORIOUS RETURN

Iago: What

Iago: WHAT

Iago: Okay, Sker'ret just /swallowed/ the self-destruct panel

Mycroft: He's got a talent for that kind of thing

Iago: Which, I mean, okay, great way to not lose it

Iago: But

Iago: Can't he digest, like, /everything/?

Iago: And the self-destruct sequence is still going?

Iago: What happens if he takes too long to get the panel back out?

Mycroft: Rirhait stomach work in mysterious ways

Iago: ...is that the canon explanation or your way of saying "don't think about it too hard"

Mycroft: Yes

Iago: Why did I let you talk me into this

Mycroft: Because it's awesome, come on

Iago: Ugh

Iago: *quiet noises of agreement*

Iago: "So I took steps." CARMELA

Iago: (Carmela is the reason I let you talk me into this.)

Mycroft: That's the best answer

Mycroft: This book is Peak Carmela honestly

Iago: *whispers emphatically* Juanita Louise

Mycroft: Yessssss

Iago: Carmela just referred to Filif as "my favorite Christmas tree" and Carmela is all of us in that moment

Mycroft: So true

Mycroft: Filif is tree-mendous

Iago: I fucking hate you so much right now. :b

Mycroft: :D

Iago: "We are on errantry, and we greet you."

"Not that you particularly /merit/ greeting." Nita pls

Mycroft: She's earned the right to some snark, I'd say

Iago: Clearly

Iago: "You get more honey with flies. Wait a minute, that's not how it goes." CARMELA PLS

Mycroft: Oh my god

Mycroft: Get ready for another legendary Carmela moment

Iago: IS SHE BRIBING THE TAWALF WITH CHOCOLATE

Iago: FUCKING SHIT YES SHE IS

Mycroft: YEAH

Mycroft: And now you know why this book made Carmela everyone's favorite

Iago: I'M SO PLEASED WITH THIS

Iago: I mean Dairine is always going to be my eternal favorite but yeah Carmela's a close second

Mycroft: Relatable

Iago: Oh my god now she's threatening to /eat/ the chocolate right in front of them I'm crying

Mycroft: I KNOW RIGHT

Iago: Ponch the almond spider is trying to catch his non-existent tail

Mycroft: Omfg I forgot about that

Iago: It's a hilarious picture

Iago: I think I just witnessed a cult gathering

Iago: "You let me worry about this planet, and I'll let you worry about all the others." HARRY CALLAHAN IS BEST DAD

Mycroft: THE VERY BEST

Iago: NO

Iago: NONONONONO

Iago: TOM AND CARL HAVE FORGOTTEN THEIR WIZARDRY

Mycroft: AH YOU'VE GOTTEN TO THAT PART

Mycroft: WELCOME TO HEARTBREAK CITY, POPULATION YOU

Mycroft: And also Nita

Iago: S E N D H E L P

Iago: Wait are Rirhait mostly purple

Iago: Because if yes than they are my new favorites

Mycroft: They also come in blue, green, and pink, but yeah

Mycroft: I'm pretty sure Sker'ret in particular is purple

Iago: Well I saw that but the book makes a point to say that there are a /lot/ of shades of purple and I fucking love purple

Mycroft: You're in luck, then

Iago: "I would never lose my balance. I am a paragon of grace and stability."

"Oh, yeah. Who said /that/?"

"Roshaun."

Someone help me

Iago: I cannot

Mycroft: Pffft

Mycroft: Classic Roshaun

Iago: Kit is hiding his eyes from "sex stuff" and I'm laughing

Iago: "My dog brings home strays." Kit your dog is a fucking gift

Iago: A ducking gift who knows how to work a situation to get dog treats

Iago: And...and then he gave the treat to the Yaldiv that he brought home.

Iago: Ponch is a good dog.

Mycroft: Ponch is a good dog

Iago: "What is it with these Callahan women that they're always after yelling at you and giving you grief?"

"Not always. Just when it's going to get most on your nerves."

Kit just be glad Nita isn't here because she'd sock you

Iago: Oh

Iago: Oh shit

Iago: Just head the story of the dogs' Choice

Iago: And

Iago: everything is fine

Iago: EVERYTHING IS FINE MYCROFT

Mycroft: E V E R Y T H I N G I S F I N E

Iago: "Even when people mean to do good things, bad things happen in the world."

"They're happening already. Pretending they're not won't help."

Memeki the almond spider is speaking to my soul I'm gonna go start a revolution now

Mycroft: Yes please do

Iago: ALMOND SPIDER ATTACK OH GOD

Mycroft: I'm greatly enjoying your dedication to calling the Yaldiv almond spiders

Iago: NITA AND CARMELA TO THE RESCUE FUCK YEAH

Iago: WAIT WAS THE "THING" NITA WAS SUPPOSED TO GO BACK AND GET ACTUALLY /CARMELA/?!

Iago: BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE THE FUCKING GREATEST

Iago: Also

Iago: What does it mean that Memeki was honored by the Great One

Iago: Is she pregnant

Iago: Is she being nommed from the inside

Iago: Oh. Oh shit. What does Memeki mean by "my time"

Iago: CALLED IT ASSFACES

Iago: I mean

Iago: She's not currently getting et

Iago: But

Iago: Eggses

Iago: EGGSES, PRECIOUS

Iago: ACK NO WHY WITH THE MEMORIES OF BETTY I AM NEVER PREPARED FOR THOSE

Iago: Okay apparently the thing Nita was supposed to bring was /not/ in fact Carmela but rather hEART-WRENCHING MEMORIES OF HER MOTHER'S DEATH

Iago: Oh god Carmela is yanking Kit's chain about having found a manual and I'm experiencing emotional whiplash halp

Mycroft: Carmela is dedicated to yanking as many chains as possible, the audience's included

Iago: THEY'RE ALL LOST THEIR WIZARDRY SEND HELP

Iago: ROSHAUN IS ON HIS DIGNITY SEND A DIFFERENT KIND OF HELP

Iago: *inhuman screeching*

Iago: ACK NO YOU ABSOLUTE WANKHOLE GET YOUR DIRTY POWERS OFF CARMELA

Iago: "Oops," said Carmela...and, very slowly, smiled.

Mycroft: OOPS

Mycroft: The holy grail of Carmela badass

Iago: *screams a lot*

Iago: *so much screaming*

Iago: Oh, now This Bitch is rising from the ashes, because obviously

Iago: *snarls a lot*

Iago: *basically continuous snarling*

Iago: RONAN

Iago: R O N A N

Iago: *screams forever*

Iago: *interrupts eternal screaming for a breath* oh yes Sker'ret is in fact purple *continues screaming*

Iago: ROSHAUN WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Iago: ROSHAUN

Mycroft: ROSHAAAAUN

Iago: *still screaming*

Iago: WHAT THE HAP IS FUCKENING

Iago: WHY IS THE TRANSCENDENT PIG HERE

Iago: WHY IS PONCH A SHADOW DOG

Iago: P O N C H

Iago: PONCH IS SUCH A GOOD DOG

Mycroft: PONCH IS THE BEST DOG

Iago: *cries forever*

Iago: *is also still screaming*

Iago: TOM AND CARL ARE BACK

Iago: BUT ON THE OTHER HAND PONCH

Iago: PONCH

Iago: PONCH IS BACK

Iago: HE'S A SHEEPDOG NOW BUT HE'S PONCH

Iago: TOTALLY CRYING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE IT'S ALWAYS THE ANIMALS THAT GET TO ME

Iago: IT'S THE END OF THE BOOK AND THE DOG TECHNICALLY DIDN'T DIE

Mycroft: The dog did the opposite of dying, ultimately

Iago: PLEASE EXCUSE ME WHILE I COLLAPSE ON THIS BED AND SOB WITH JOY

Iago: Okay I'm going to go collapse in an emotionally exhausted heap and probably read all of A Wizard of Mars tomorrow. So. Be ready for that.

Mycroft: CONGRATS you made it to the last stop on the emotional roller coaster that is Wizards at War

Mycroft: You win a free trip to Mars

Mycroft: Where definitely nothing will go wrong