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"So how 'bout it?" (art Pornography
Dela(red one here) is making suggestions to the Imp(the white and black)
Wonder what he is suggesting.
art Pornography
Wonder what he is suggesting.
art Pornography
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 779px
File Size 217.2 kB
"C'mon... it'll be fun..." Dela crooned to the Imp.
"Hrnnn." She sighed, looking off into the distance, a blush just barely forming upon her cheeks.
"Oh, don't play coy..." He smiled down at her, giving her a gentle and friendly nudge to her side. "I've seen how you look at me when I'm standing next to you; you think I don't notice? I know what's on your mind."
Her breathing became ragged for a moment, and she held her breath with barely-restrained shock; surely, he wasn't serious about having... seen her? Or known that she had thought about it? The Imp fidgeted in place, unsure if she should leave... or if she should dare to admit that the playfully absurd idea entertained her -- the two of them, playing about with each other... like that?
A moment's pause passed, Dela allowing the Imp to think it over -- and enabling a certain silence to fall, which made his next words all the more impactful. Slowly, carefully, he leaned down and whispered into her ear. "You'll get to be on top~..."
The Imp's ears perked, and her eyes went wide. Cautiously, optimistically, she looked to her left at the much larger male.
Dela stomped about the sandy outcropping of rock, taking absurd and over-exaggerated steps, holding onto the Imp's legs who rode piggyback upon his shoulders.
The Imp had a single arm hoisted into the air as she screamed, "WHO RUN BARTER TOWN?!"
"MASTER BLASTER RUNS BARTER TOWN!" Dela shouted back from beneath the Imp, the same smile spread across both of their faces -- the kind of smile that you only have when doing the dumbest, most absurdly off-the-wall crap that you can think of with a friend when you're bored.
"Hrnnn." She sighed, looking off into the distance, a blush just barely forming upon her cheeks.
"Oh, don't play coy..." He smiled down at her, giving her a gentle and friendly nudge to her side. "I've seen how you look at me when I'm standing next to you; you think I don't notice? I know what's on your mind."
Her breathing became ragged for a moment, and she held her breath with barely-restrained shock; surely, he wasn't serious about having... seen her? Or known that she had thought about it? The Imp fidgeted in place, unsure if she should leave... or if she should dare to admit that the playfully absurd idea entertained her -- the two of them, playing about with each other... like that?
A moment's pause passed, Dela allowing the Imp to think it over -- and enabling a certain silence to fall, which made his next words all the more impactful. Slowly, carefully, he leaned down and whispered into her ear. "You'll get to be on top~..."
The Imp's ears perked, and her eyes went wide. Cautiously, optimistically, she looked to her left at the much larger male.
Dela stomped about the sandy outcropping of rock, taking absurd and over-exaggerated steps, holding onto the Imp's legs who rode piggyback upon his shoulders.
The Imp had a single arm hoisted into the air as she screamed, "WHO RUN BARTER TOWN?!"
"MASTER BLASTER RUNS BARTER TOWN!" Dela shouted back from beneath the Imp, the same smile spread across both of their faces -- the kind of smile that you only have when doing the dumbest, most absurdly off-the-wall crap that you can think of with a friend when you're bored.
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