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"WHO KNEW ONE LITTLE IMP could cause so much trouble?"
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I don’t know how to feel,
but someday, I might.
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You wish, you wish I missed you Back the fuck up, I dismiss you You better stock up on tissues Jacking off to all my pictures
Special - Ashnikko
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SHE PREENS AT THE PRAISE, the smile on her face clear as day. If Vox looked closely, he'd see that she still had two rings looped around her neck. A finger tapped against her chin as she considered what they could do. Bombs were always a fun, easy way to set the city on edge, but she felt Vox deserved a bigger and better comeback than that.
"I think we need to remind them just WHO is in control here. How about a total blackout and some bombs scattered in between? Other than that, I'm down for whatever you are~"
"Now ain't that a panic and a half." An electrified claw scratches under her chin. Leaving a little static from his metallic touch. "I'll take that bet and it'll be gangbuster. Bout time we cause a scene. Get the stations goin. Pump some real gas into this shit and charge em extra for the service."
"Usually I'd set off bombs round the city but what've you got to say, doll? Any fun ideas~ ?"
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"STUPID BULLSHIT AS ALWAYS." Despite the hint of disappointment in her tone, she smiles brightly up at him. "Wanna change that? Bet we could get them all talking about US."
"And what are the idiotic masses getting into today?"
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IT WAS NOT LEAN!!
SHE'S GONNA DRINK THE PURPLE DRINK
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SHE'S GONNA DRINK THE PURPLE DRINK
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SHE SLOTTED HERSELF CLOSE TO ALASTOR, smiling as she felt the familiar feeling of his hand against her skin. "Vocal, huh?" She repeats, and lets out a thoughtful sound as she thinks of what to say.
"Well, all my thoughts are SO MUDDLED. It's hard to separate the good, the bad, and the DIRTY." She teases, fingers now toying with his bowtie. "I want to spend my morning curled up beside you, but I also want you to press me into the mattress and mark me as yours inside and out."
;Velvette {vlvte}
“HMM, HOW SHOULD I START?” She hummed, slowly strutting up to her boyfriend and reaching out to walk her fingers up his shirt.
“ Well, ” he started, as she walked over and began to walk her fingers across his shirt, a hand coming out to be placed against her hip when she got close enough. “ A good place to start would be with a… Vocal demonstration. Allow those true thoughts you have about me to be freed. ”
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"HMM, HOW SHOULD I START?" She hummed, slowly strutting up to her boyfriend and reaching out to walk her fingers up his shirt.
“ Maybe you do. ” He crosses his arms behind his back, smirk proud on his face. “ Mixed signals are such a hassle to detangle after all. ”
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SHE GRINS, resting her hand against her chin. "Oh is that so? Maybe I need to try HARDER."
}TALK NICE TO ME{
@vlvte asked: “umf”
“ Really? Is that so? I could’ve never guessed. ”
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"MAYBE YOU DON'T DESERVE MY CUNT if you can't appreciate my ass as well, bitch."
vlvte:
“BOLD TO SAY THAT given how often you’ve buried your head between my thighs, bitch.”
“And I’ll bury my head between those thighs again but that doesn’t mean you’ve got a nice ass.”
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"BOLD TO SAY THAT given how often you've buried your head between my thighs, bitch."
"SHAME YOU ALL CAN'T AFFORD to see it!"
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"SHAME YOU ALL CAN'T AFFORD to see it!"
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VELVETTE KNEW HELLSA WOULD VISIT EVENTUALLY, confident that the neither of them had interest in breaking away from their routine. Others may label it unprofessional- but this was reserved exclusively for Hellsa and Hellsa alone. Any other business partners she treated with the respect they deserved and expected from her. Hellsa was a special case.
When she reached her office, she merely waited with a confident grin and watched as Hellsa locked them both within the room. Getting up from her chair, she made her way around the desk and wasted little time in stripping herself of her dress. Taking her time to slide the sleeves down her shoulders and letting the fabric drop to the floor.
Stepping out of the pool of clothes, she rested a hand on her hip and looked to Hellsa cockily. "Took you long enough to get here, babes." Still in her underwear, she is happy to be lifted and sat on her desk. She'd gone to the effort to clear out the desk so nothing uncomfortable would jab at her and ruin the mood.
The speed in which Hellsa seemed to have chosen to go didn't take long to get frustrating, and she breathed out a soft huff as she watched her. Digging the back of her heels against the Eldrich's back. "The longer you take the longer it'll take for you to get what you want, Hels~"
@vlvte said: I want the k vlvte uwu
Kiss her so she talks less
13: Stomach Kiss
By the time she bursts into the overlord’s office, Hellsa is too annoyed to be furious. At this point she’s used to the wild unprofessionalism that comes with working with Velvette, holding a deal hostage until the eldritch fucks it out of her is just par for the course. So once the door is slammed shut and locked behind her, it’s no surprise to either of them that Hellsa’s first action is a huffy demand for the sinner to strip. And sure, once Velvette’s out of her dress Hellsa will hoist her onto her desk and rake her nails up and down her sides as she settles between the sinner’s parted legs.
But she’s still annoyed, is the thing. So she places her hands firmly on the sinner’s thighs, thumbs stroking just shy of their apex, and kisses her way down the flat plane of Velvette’s stomach as agonizingly slowly as she can.
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I want the K (if you're willing to take it over here too! if not that's good!)
7. Romantic Kiss
SPENDING TIME WITH HER BOYFRIEND always left Velvette in a good mood, taking her mind off the annoyances that came with her job, and the issues that Valentino and Vox inevitably came to her with in the hopes she'd be able to fix them.
Tonight she had been treated to a lovely, candle lit dinner by Alastor, one which she had thoroughly enjoyed each course of. Her hand travelled across the table to rest atop Alastor's, fingers tracing light shapes against the back of his palm before lacing their hands together.
She waited patiently as their prepared to leave, grabbing her bag and looping it over her shoulder before she linked arms with Alastor and left the restaurant with him. Walking across the street in silence, Velvette rested her head against her partner's arm for a majority of the walk.
Eventually she slowed down to a stop, catching her boyfriend's attention but she merely smiled and turned to face him. Reaching up, she looped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to press their lips together.
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SHE'S AWAKE AND READY TO CAUSE TROUBLE
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Velvette has appeared! What to do?
Run away
Blow a kiss
Violate
Kneel down
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