[ So comes her muffled reply. If it sounded like she struggled to get it out, that's just because of the boobs. She's not totally lightheaded or anything!
He's practically begging her to do this, anyway. They're there and they're comfy! Why shouldn't she have a nice pillowy break from brain-breaking happiness and pleasure? Well, a short break. It all starts up again once the real him is moving in to slowly increase the amount of money she'll need to cover repairs. While he does that, she lets out cute little coos into his avatar's chest, curling herself around the tinier body.
This must be what Heaven is, if the God lurking there ever deemed her worthy of it, that giant jerk in the sky He is. Yep, an alien behind her, and their insanely high-tech other self in front, squishing her into the comfiest sandwich imaginable. A Soundy2 Aroundy™, if you will. ]
A writer has to be flexible, by the way. I can't be serious all the time!
[ How else would she be able to make him a flying car and a flower, huh? Maybe she'll make him a romance novel protagonist next, though. A real Fabio. He's currently giving her those vibes with how he's leaving her physically and mentally breathless. With the touch of his metal hand, her entire body squirms against both of his. Something about the area her tattoo lies in leaves her extra breathless when she's reminded of it. Perhaps it's from having a taste of what it can do to her. Of just how wild and free she can be when it fully activates...
Her body shakes harder when she's suddenly getting surround sound of the Soundwave variety. It addles her so thoroughly, she nearly slips up and lets out a very bad word, and not one of the curse word kind. Bless those boobs of his for smothering her mouth and limiting her to a squeak. ]
You. [ She pokes his avatar, then reaches behind to poke at his metal. ] Can never do that again. Otherwise I'll melt into a puddle of goo.
[ Ohhhh, how terrible, being soooo warm and happy! To show her displeasure, she finally removes her head from her boob cushions and kisses his avatar's jaw, over and over. ]
How am I ever going to get to sleep when I want to stay awake and be like this forever? Maybe that's what I'll do. I'll order a few energy drinks, and you can cuddle me and tell me how much you want me all night long~
[ After her bed gives up its fight to remain unbroken, anyway. It's getting there. ]
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[ So comes her muffled reply. If it sounded like she struggled to get it out, that's just because of the boobs. She's not totally lightheaded or anything!
He's practically begging her to do this, anyway. They're there and they're comfy! Why shouldn't she have a nice pillowy break from brain-breaking happiness and pleasure? Well, a short break. It all starts up again once the real him is moving in to slowly increase the amount of money she'll need to cover repairs. While he does that, she lets out cute little coos into his avatar's chest, curling herself around the tinier body.
This must be what Heaven is, if the God lurking there ever deemed her worthy of it, that giant jerk in the sky He is. Yep, an alien behind her, and their insanely high-tech other self in front, squishing her into the comfiest sandwich imaginable. A Soundy2 Aroundy™, if you will. ]
A writer has to be flexible, by the way. I can't be serious all the time!
[ How else would she be able to make him a flying car and a flower, huh? Maybe she'll make him a romance novel protagonist next, though. A real Fabio. He's currently giving her those vibes with how he's leaving her physically and mentally breathless. With the touch of his metal hand, her entire body squirms against both of his. Something about the area her tattoo lies in leaves her extra breathless when she's reminded of it. Perhaps it's from having a taste of what it can do to her. Of just how wild and free she can be when it fully activates...
Her body shakes harder when she's suddenly getting surround sound of the Soundwave variety. It addles her so thoroughly, she nearly slips up and lets out a very bad word, and not one of the curse word kind. Bless those boobs of his for smothering her mouth and limiting her to a squeak. ]
You. [ She pokes his avatar, then reaches behind to poke at his metal. ] Can never do that again. Otherwise I'll melt into a puddle of goo.
[ Ohhhh, how terrible, being soooo warm and happy! To show her displeasure, she finally removes her head from her boob cushions and kisses his avatar's jaw, over and over. ]
How am I ever going to get to sleep when I want to stay awake and be like this forever? Maybe that's what I'll do. I'll order a few energy drinks, and you can cuddle me and tell me how much you want me all night long~
[ After her bed gives up its fight to remain unbroken, anyway. It's getting there. ]