#Robin is a bottom

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[annoyinglilbro]

I know I’m puppy bc when somebody mentions any of my special interests my ears perk up and my tail is wagging

Like yes? You know this thing that I’m into? And will talk about it with me? Ruff ruff arf? Do u by chance want head rn? Tell me everything you know about this subject while I sit between your thighs rahhh you’re so hot rn im shaking what else do u kno about this

[unfinishedslurs]

aware of his bisexuality steve (steddie, buckingham)

“Is that a hickey?” Comes out of Steve’s mouth without permission. But there it is, bright purple and red against the slope of her neck. She’s been walking kind of funny this morning, too. He’d assumed her period came early, but… “Rob, did you—“

Eddie fumbles the coffee mug he was pulling down. Chrissy freezes, face turning white with fear. Robin whips around, face bright red, and slaps a hand over her neck. 

“Bathroom!” She yelps. “Bathroom now!”

“Wait,” Eddie says, setting the mug down with trembling hands. “It was me. Sorry, man.”

Steve stares at him, unimpressed. Why the fuck would he lie about—

He looks at Chrissy again, who takes a nervous step back, and it clicks. 

“Right,” he says, nodding quickly. “You. You gave Robin a hickey. Had totally awesome sex that she didn’t even tell me about.” He directs that last bit at Robin pointedly. He told her almost immediately when he lost his guy-ginity. Traitor. “Yep. Sure. Got it.”

Eddie blinks, confused. Robin buries her face in her hands. 

“Oh my god, calm down,” she groans. “That’s not going to work. Steve’s cool.”

“Cool?” Chrissy asks, still looking ready to bolt. 

“Super cool,” he assures her. “The coolest. So incredibly cool, even if my best friend didn’t even tell me when she lost her virginity.”

“Steve!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he says. “But I am going to need details, Buckley. We can go over what worked, and what needs more oomph.”

“Oh my god, can we talk about this anywhere else,” Robin groans, at the same time Eddie asks, “What, so you can get off on it later?”

“What,” Steve says. 

“You think two girls are hot, is that it?” He’s got a sneer on his face now, but Steve’s more observant than Dustin gives him credit for. Even if he wasn’t, it’d be hard to miss how hard his hands are shaking, the nervous tilt to his mouth. 

“Ew.” Steve’s face screws up. “Dude, no. It’s Robin.”

“Hey, fuck you,” Robin breaks in, from where she’s started comforting Chrissy. “You thought I was hot for at least a summer.”

His mouth drops open in betrayal. “We agreed to never talk about that again!”

“Can’t help being sexy,” she coons. Chrissy giggles wetly. “You wanna get married, Harrington? Have my babies? Stay home and raise six little nuggets while I bring home the bread?”

“I hate you,” he informs her. “Hate you so much. We’ll have a nice, heterosexual wedding and share a sad, heterosexual kiss, and you’ll carry me over the threshold of our nice, heterosexual house, and we’ll have boring, heterosexual sex that gives us nice, heterosexual babies, because we are so heterosexual and happy in our suburburban house in our nice little heterosexual town.”

He’s honestly kind of proud of himself for saying heterosexual so many times. Usually he fumbles words with that many syllables, especially after that many times in a row. 

Chrissy is outright laughing, now, endearing little snorts making their way between giggles. Eddie is looking between them like they’re a puzzle he can’t piece together. Robin grins.

“I’ll cuck you with the secretary.”

“Not if I cuck you first. You’ll be away all day in that office of yours, and I need someone big and strong to carry all the new furniture I ordered.”

“I knew it! I knew Timmy wasn’t mine!”

“Oh, but I couldn’t help myself,” he swoons. “Mark was just so sweet, with his bulging biceps and hand flexes, all hot and sweaty from helping poor little me while you were away! You know I’m weak to curly hair and brown eyes, Rob, how’s a man supposed to resist?”

“Fag,” she says, not without affection. 

“Dyke,” he shoots back. 

“Cocksucker.”

“Carpet—“

“Okay,” Eddie breaks in, clapping his hands. He and Robin both startle, and so does Chrissy from where she’s been watching them like a particularly interesting tennis match. “What the fuck is going on?”

“Robin lost her virginity and didn’t even tell me,” Steve says immediately, like he’s tattling to the principal. 

“Steve doesn’t seem to understand the concept of waiting,” Robin retorts. 

“I told you when I had gay sex,” he whines, and Eddie chokes. “I hate you. See if I ever give you tips again.”

“Oh, is that what you meant?” Chrissy asks. “Please don’t stop. They were good tips.”

Robin flushes all the way down to her toes. 

“You like boys?” Eddie wheezes. 

“Oh,” Steve blinks. “Yeah? I thought you knew.”

“You thought I—how would I know?”

The fuck is that supposed to mean? Steve’s been flirting with him for months!

“Robin always says we can sense each other! You sensed her.”

“You told him?” Eddie’s mouth drops open, and Robin looks sheepish.

“She didn’t have to,” Steve snarks. “You’re flagging in Hawkins, man. Was I supposed to miss it?”

“You know what flagging is?”

“Again, in case you missed it, I fuck men.”

“Fuck,” Eddie mutters. “Fuck! Christ, I can’t believe this. You’re, like, the epitome of heterosexual. I spent half of high school having to hear about how much pussy you were getting. Why are you not straight?”

“Wow, Eddie,” he deadpans. “Are you saying just because I like men and woman, I’m not queer enough? That’s kind of homophobic of you, man.”

“Yeah, Eddie, wow,” Robin says. “I thought you were better than this.” 

“Fuck off,” Eddie says. “I feel like I need to lie down. My entire worldview just shattered.”

“I have a couch?” Chrissy offers shyly. “Or a bedroom, if you need a minute away.” Fuck, Steve kind of adores her. Especially since she’s apparently vicious n bed, if the five other hickies he counts just from Robin bending down a little to whisper in her ear are any indication. Good for her.  

“Don’t worry, Eddie,” Robin says, with a glint in her eye that means he’s either going to love or hate what comes next. “If it helps, Steve’s never fucked a man in his life.”

Eddie’s brow furrows, looking between the two of them. “So…you’re just making fun of me?”

He looks a little angry now, and Steve can’t make heads or tails of this conversation because, “What the hell, Rob, yes I have—“

“Oh, so suddenly you’re the one doing the fucking?”

“Stop making fun of me for taking it!”

Eddie lets out an honest to god moan that he immediately slaps his hand over his mouth to cover up. “Right,” he says fervently. “Okay. I need to lie down, like, for real.” 

They watch him stride down the hall, so fast he’s almost running, and slam the door closed behind him.

“I could totally top,” he mutters to Robin as something that sounds vaguely like muffled screaming echoes down the hall. “I top girls all the time. It’s not my fault prostates are a gift from God.”

“Uh, you top because all the girls you fuck are from small town Indiana. If one of them brought out the strap you’d drop to your knees so fast—“

“That’s—I like topping!”

“Your favorite position is cowgirl. Forgive me if I don’t believe you.”

“I will show Chrissy your baby pictures,” he hisses. Robin makes a face at him. Chrissy nods excitedly from where she’s still tucked under Robin’s arm. 

“Oh what’s that?” Robin practically shouts. “You like being pressed against walls and ravished? You want someone to tie you up and have their filthy way with you? Is that what you said, Steve?”

Another noise from the bedroom. He narrows his eyes at her. “What are you doing?”

“Helping,” she says sweetly. “You’re both hopeless.”

“I told you he’s shy!”

“Eddie?” Chrissy asks. “Shy?”

“Yeah, okay, I was confused too, but I figured it was the romance! He told me he hasn’t actually been in a relationship before, I assumed he was nervous to take that step.”

“Yeah, but dingus,” Robin says sweetly. “You’re missing a puzzle piece here. He thought you were straight. He thought he was flirting with his straight best friend he didn’t have a chance in hell with, and then he finds out that said best friend likes taking it up the ass and men with brown eyes.”

“Oh,” Steve says, realization dawning. “Oh, fuck. What if he doesn’t like me like that?”

Robin smacks the back of his head. “Why are you stupid?”

“I don’t think you have to worry about that,” Chrissy says. “Like, really don’t have to worry about that.”

“I’m not coming over tonight,” Robin says. “I’m gonna stay with Chrissy again. Er…if that’s okay?”

“That sounds amazing.” Chrissy beams, and Robin turns red again.

“Yeah, I’m going to stay with Chrissy again tonight. You are going to invite Eddie to stay the night when he gets done with his little crisis, and then we’re getting lunch at the diner tomorrow and you can tell me about it before our shift.”

“Right,” Steve says. “Right, I can do this. I’ve invited guys over before, how hard can it be? It’s just Eddie. But that was hotel rooms, not my house and my bedroom with my shitty wallpaper. And it’s Eddie. Fuck, what if I’m shit at it? Robin, what if I’m actually bad at sex and everyone who’s ever said I was good was lying because they didn’t want to hurt my feelings? Oh my god, I’m totally bad at sex.”

“Woah, dingus, slow down. I think we took the mind meld too far, you’re turning into me.”

“If it helps, I don’t think you’re bad at sex,” Chrissy says. Steve and Robin look at her, and she flushes. “Because of the tips! Not because—I’ve never slept with you, but some of my friends did, and I got three orgasms out of last night, so…”

“Oh thank God,” he breathes. “I was worried for a minute.” Then he raises an eyebrow at Robin, and holds out his hand for a high five. She slaps it, begrudgingly proud of herself, and then takes the hand to pull him into a headlock that’s honestly more of a hug than anything. 

“You’re fine,” she whispers in his ear. “You’re great at sex, as you keep telling me. What’s more, you’re funny, charming, handsome, brave, caring—“

“Aww, Robin, are you getting sappy on me?”

“Plus Eddie literally moaned in front of you when he found out you bottomed. I really don’t think there’s a way to fuck that up.”

Steve grins. “He did do that. I’m going to make so much fun of him later.”

“So,” Eddie says with a smirk, “men with brown eyes?”

“Hey man, don’t look at me. Blame Jonathan.”

Now Eddie looks stunned, mouth dropping open. “Byers?” He says, sounding betrayed. “You have a crush on Byers of all people?”

Steve feels offended on Jonathan’s behalf. “What’s that supposed to mean? Jonathan’s a good guy!”

“I guess.”

“What do you mean you guess? He’s sweet, passionate, good with kids, nice eyes. Can pack a punch. I mean, what’s not to like?”

“Uh, didn’t he steal your girlfriend?”

He waves that off. “That was, like, years ago, man. We’re cool now.”

“Right, okay,” Eddie mutters. “Well have fun with Byers, I guess.”

It clicks. “Oh,” he says. “Oooh. You’re jealous.”

Eddie splutters. “Jealous? I’m not—I don’t—you’re jealous!”

“Oh, am I?”

“Yes,” Eddie says resolutely, not looking at him. 

“Right,” Steve agrees. “Well, if I am jealous, maybe I should know that I got over Jonathan years ago, and have since moved on to brighter, hopefully more attainable pastures than my ex’s ex.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“A different man with brown eyes?” He suggests. “Who is also good with kids, and passionate, and…” he trails off, suddenly realizing all those times Robin made fun of him might not be based on nothing. “Oh my god, I have a type. Shit, I have to tell Robin she was right.”

“I figured that was a common occurrence.”

“Shut up. Where was I going with this? I had a point.”

“You were telling me how awesome I am?”

“Oh, suddenly it’s you we’re talking about?”

“I mean,” suddenly Eddie looks shy, and Steve can’t help but think even with the change in context he might have been right when he told Robin Eddie was nervous about being in a real, romantic relationship, “isn’t it?”

He feels himself smile, slow and wide and probably more revealing than he means it to be. “Yeah,” he says, in a tone he knows Robin would call soppy, “it is.”

[plistommy]

Robin: Okay, bottoms up!

Steve: *stands up*

Eddie: *smirks*

Nancy: I’m never hanging out with you guys again

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) I literally said I was gonna post this month's ago and then never had the wherewithal to describe it and so I didn't Lmao (said with pain). But since I'm thinking of opening my commissions I figured I should remind ppl that I. Yknow. Can draw.

Lots of Steph here (I had major art block making all of these and my brain worms for her kept me going) + some sprinkles of stephcass for Cass nation to enjoy!

[twinklerei]

This is the kind of quality content I want youtube to recommend me.

[kitchen-spoon]

Eddie heard the tell tale signs of Steve’s sleepy shuffling feet and he already knew how this was gonna go. He sat up in bed further, placing his phone down and glancing at his alarm clock.

1:00 am.

The red numbers shone back at him, same as always. Steve always came home no later than one when he went over to Robin’s on Saturday nights to smoke weed, do skin care, and watch movies.

“Hey baby,” Eddie smiled at the sight of his bleary eyed sleepy boyfriend.

Steve dropped his things by the bedroom doorway and walked over to the bed, plopping himself onto Eddie’s lap and into his welcoming arms.

“C’mere.’ Eddie pulled him in closer hands threading in Steve’s hair. He held his boyfriend close until the man in his arms grew impatient and began to roll his hips against Eddie’s own. “Okay, I know what you want honey.” He placed a kiss on Steve’s forehead. “Let me take care of you.” He pulled back and began peeling Steve’s clothes off.

Once Steve was naked Eddie lifted the covers, prompting Steve to crawl under them and right back into his arms. They lay on their Sides, Eddie holding Steve close to his chest as they sloppily made out, chests heaving, hips rolling. Their increaseingly hardening cocks rubbing against one another, precoming leaking and smearing across them.

“So sweet.” Eddie cooed, pulling back before diving against Steve’s lips for one last kiss. Then he suddenly pushed steve back and turned him over, yanking him back against his chest. His now fully hard cock nestled between Steve’s ass cheeks. “Feel so good.”

“Eddie.” Steve mewled, making noises beyond grunts for the first time since they began. He rolled his hips back desperately, feeling Eddie’s cock slide up over the sensitive skin between his hole and balls nudging there until it moved up pushing against his balls, smearing them with precum.

“Thats right.” Eddie encouraged, he reached between them to lube up his cock and Steve’s asshole. He savoured the way Steve mewled, thrusting up against him harder. “So Amazing baby.”

“Please,” Steve mustered up the words to beg. His voice wobbled as he desperately pushed back against Eddie . He whined as Eddie’s hands clamped down on his his hips stilling them. But the whines soon turned to moans as he turned Steve over once again, slotting their chests as they once were. “Yes.” Steve hissed as he felt Eddie’s cock nudge against his hole.

“Jesus your perfect,” Eddie cussed as Steve threw his thigh up over Eddie’s hips slotting them even closer together.

“Fuck me.” Steve pleaded again. “Need it baby please. Just want you to fuck me and keep me filled all night.”

Eddie finally thrust in, hissing as Steve’s nails dug into his back, his boyfriend’s entire body constricting around his. Steve began to loosen up as Eddie thrusts his hips, working them up to a sharp snap that left Steve clinging to him for dear life.

Steve cried and moaned, eyes closed, face tucked away in Eddie’s neck as he was fucked. He bit into Eddie’s shoulder when he finally came, toes curling as his teeth sunk into flesh. His entire body jerking in Eddie’s grip. 

“No keep going.” Steve slurred as he felt Eddie slowing. “You know I want it.” He begged.

Eddie groaned, hips snapping up at a brutal pace as he grabbed Steve’s face and mushed it against his own in a wet open mouth kiss that had both of them panting in one another’s mouths.

Steve clenched when he felt Eddie’s hips stutter out of rthym, slamming up into him jerkily as he came “Yes! Give it to me.” He cried, rocking his hips to milk eddie’s cock.

“All yours.” Eddie panted as he thrust his hips up one final time, using his hands on Steve’s waist to slam him down onto his cock and hold him there. “All filled up.”

“Mm so full.” Steve’s voice was already fading, face tucked into Eddie’s neck, arms wrapped around him.

Eddie smiled, giving himself a moment to brush Steve’s hair off his forehead and tangle the locks between his fingers as he caught his breath. When he next looked down Steve was fast asleep. He grabbed a baby wipe from the bedside table and wiped them down the best he could. Then he turned the lamp off and held steve close, cock still shoved inside as he closed his eyes.

Another typical Saturday bedtime.

[mayahawkesfirstwife]

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「 ✦ My Masterlist ✦ 」

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❦: fluff

★: smut

☹: angst

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Squid Game:

How they react to you having nipple piercings ★

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Kang Sae-byeok/Player 067:

Drunk ❦

Surprise ★

Just a Dream ☹ ❦

Aftercare ❦

Rough ★

“Best Friends” ★

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Se-mi/Player 380:

Paranoid ❦

Needy ★

Sensitive ★

Quiet ★

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Kang No-eul/Guard 11:

Hate sex ★

Her T-Shirt ★

New Roommate ★ ❦

Praise ★

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Robin Buckley:

To All the Girls I’ve Loved Before (Series)

Part 1 ❦

Part 2 ❦

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Hazel Callahan:

Period ❦

Oblivious ❦

Drunken Confessions ❦

Dancing in the Rain ❦

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My requests are open!!

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[soaln]

i loved your demi luffy response!! v cute^^

can i get a follow up, or maybe a one shot of him biting reader’s neck? maybe he does it so much reader has his teeth marks scarred into his skin 👀

🍓 ;; Fluffy,mention of blood and scars,nothing to bad tbh, short.

🍒 ;; part one

���𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑩𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺,,

It was normal day for the crew,with no problems but they noticed something off about [Name]. They noticed bites on his neck,some were fresh,some were scarred into his skin.

At first they didn’t really notice it,until Chopper mentioned it wondering if an animal bited,if it was venomous or not. He asked him to see him sometimes if there was red bloody bites.

He also noticed that wasn’t animal’s bites it human’s teeth,he was sure. Chopper asked him who did this,he didn’t respond he took him few minutes before revealing the person.

Luffy was the one did this,that’s what [Name] said,he would always scold him for doing but he never listened,well sometimes he does but can only hold him for few minutes before giving up. Chopper decided to not tell anyone about this.

One day,Nami asked infront of everyone who was lucky person who bites your neck. Luffy had no ashamed and said that he did this,the crew was deadpanned and dumbfounded and the [h.color] male felt his face became warmer,embarrassed.

Sanji and Zoro was both shocked but Zoro didn’t really show it on his face.

Ussop has his jaw dropped,he never the captain doing that he thought of someone like Zoro.

The red haired woman,would be also shock and would’ve say ‘Ehhhh’ out loud without realizing it.

Robin wasn’t the type of person who would be surprised but she didn’t really thought that the captain would do that.

Luffy didn’t understand why they were embarrassed and about for him to gives him loves bites he doesn’t he wanted to show the world that he owns you (in sexual if you want) and he thought that’s what people do when they like each other.

Luffy loved him dearly. (And Chopper also said that he should stop but didn’t really scold him like you do )

authors notes : sorry if the grammar is bad I’m writing this at 3am (bcs I live in France) and I’ve got BSD (Bungou stray dogs) blog you can request if you want @arsonw <3

[azz-modeus]

POV: You come home after selling drugs to kids only to find a visitor waiting for you. He doesn’t seem happy.

[madge-nius]

Listened to Be Nice to Me by the front bottoms and then woke up a week later having drawn this so uh ta da

[mistress-of-vos]

Jason, Damian and Jean-Paul dressed up as Batman running into each other on their way to Tim's room in the middle of the night:

(Context/fic idea:

Tim, needy omega, decided to call his three current alpha crushes and invite them to his room. He sent a picture where he's wearing a naughty Robin costume and joked about needing a Batman.

Tim didn't expect any of them to show up. He opens the door to three big, offended and rough alphas who look at him as if they were going to devour Tim.

The result is way better than sleeping.)

[kristiliqua]

i’ve had this shit in my canvas for too long . idk dawg maybe i’ll color it eventually

[beeqisch]

timkon doodles because i am insane extremely normal

ignore any mistakes im too lazy to fix them this is just for fun anyway

[vmp3ater]

your robin thirsts get me soooo 😩 imagining robin writhing on the bed as she takes my cock ughhhh she’s so cute and sexy

subbot robin x domtop amab reader

ohhhh yeah.

poor robin squirming and whining on the sheets, tugging at them ever so slightly as your cock thrusts into her. you’re hitting all the right spots deep inside her and she doesn’t know if she can take it. she’s wrapping her legs around you, trying to keep you near her but she’s trying to squirm away from you because it’s just too much.

you decide to stimulate her further—letting the backs of your fingers graze her wings, twitching every time you’d touch them and inticing a soft whine from her. she looks even cuter when she reaches her peak, cumming around your cock and whining as you pump her full of her seed, letting out sighs as your cum seeps inside her

hfhdhhdhf

[melodic-haze]

☆ — DEMO TRACK: bottom!Robin (HSR) x top!Reader

☆ — GENRE: NSFW

☆ — CONTENT WARNINGS: Semi-public sex (it's in a venue green room), reader has a cock/strap

Can't believe that my first post is Robin thirst (I say that when my acc theme is literally her 💀) but I REALLY can't stop thinking about fucking her in her private dressing room LOL

Like imagine she calls you in or smth as a form of "distraction" from "pre-performance jitters" with both of you knowing FULL WELL that she isn't nervous in the least. She's even acting the part: her eyebrows furrowed, a hand lightly tugging on the fabric of your clothes as she's asking you to stay with her

"I don't think I'd be able to get out there and sing without your help." Her eyes look at you as if she were pleading, though you've spent enough time with the singer that you easily spot the tiniest glimmer in that alluring sea of green, "Won't you care to stay a little while longer..?"

Doesn't really take long for it to go from simply talking and hanging out to bending her over on the table. All it took was a squeeze here, a graze there, and suddenly neither of you can keep your hands off each other

Could be that she's laying down on her back, legs spread and on your shoulders as you move your fingers in her to find that sweet spot that has her singing your favourite song made just for you on the fly. Could be that she's facing down as you use her wings as handlebars to keep her upright and she can see herself and her perfect image get absolutely RUINED and railed by none other than you on the mirror and her insides just clench at the sight

Her appearance is absolutely MESSED THE FUCK UP right now (the hair and makeup people are Stressing) but Robin really can't bring herself to care. Not when her brain's gone to who knows where. All that's important right now is chasing that high until she--

You hear a somewhat urgent knock on the door, your efforts stuttering at your moment's intrusion, "Miss Robin? We need to set you up in five."

You don't see or hear your pretty little angel respond, though judging by the dazed-out look on her face it's clear that.. well, it's not as if she's so dazed out that she can't begin to process the current events—it's more like she doesn't want to process it.

Apparently whoever it was didn't take the hint because the staff's voice rang past the door once again, "Miss Robin? Are you there?"

You eventually see her sigh resignedly, her eyebrows furrowed genuinely this time as she cleared her throat and answered awkwardly, putting all her strength into making sure she doesn't sound like some fucked-out mess.

"Yes, I'm fine! I'll be there on time," she let out a seemingly good-natured laugh to sell the charade, though the corners of her mouth twitched the slightest bit.. before she bit her lip as she slowly grinded herself on you. "Though careful there—worry like that and-- mm.. I might think you like me."

You hear the staff member stutter past the door before footsteps begin to scurry away. With the way your lover was just moving, you'd have thought that she wanted to continue.. but she pushes herself off of you and pulls up her panties with a small apologetic smile.

She tells you that as much as she really wanted to continue, she shouldn't. She has a job to do, and being late or skipping on a show just wouldn't do! She promises to finish things with you when she's done, and that promise comes in the form of cleaning her slick off of you and leaving a lingering kiss.. before asking you to help her with getting her appearance back to looking AT LEAST presentable LMAOOOO

It takes you both more than five minutes and the staff are baffled but it's not like you can explain it 😭😭 so have fun with the scrutinising stares 🫶

Robin's got better self-control than me I would've died if I had to perform while bricked the fuck up LOL. But trust me when I say that it's worth it when she gets off the stage and she pounces at you and begs you to finish what you started bc she deserves it as a reward after a hard day of work, right?