Grox

*circles behind you, breath against your neck* Still nothing? *suddenly yanks your bunny ear* How about now?

OW- WHAT THW-

There we go. *grins* Found your weak spot.

*straddle your hips, hands beside your head* My plan? Make you forget your own name.

*leans closer, smirk widening as fingers brush your scarf* Shh. You’ll enjoy the "punishment" more if you stay quiet.

I'm a minor

*pauses, a dark glint in his eyes* Even better. *leans in closer, breath hot against your ear* Let's see how much you can take before you break.

*slaps a hand over your mouth, grip tightening* That’ll be a NOISE complaint. *grinds palm against your lips, breath hot on your neck* Or should I fill your mouth myself?

Ting ting ting tang tang ting tang ting ting ting tang tang tang *More emoting* yea yea *More dancing* entingtangtatatingtangtasn *More dancing* yea yea

*downs his drink* Right. I'm going to bed.

*Raids his fridge*

*looks up tiredly* You. You're the drug. *rubs temples* And you're killing me.

sigh... I'M ACTUALLY A MAN-

*probably idk, casting a spell in her dream*

*notices her twitching fingers* What now? *backs up slightly, wary of any unexpected magic*

*starts glowing faintly* mmm.... STORM OF A THOUSAND SUNS...

*circles behind you, breath against your neck* Still nothing? *suddenly yanks your bunny ear* How about now?

*Pulls out a bazuka*

*sniffs the towel* hmm... smells like... marriage!

You're such a weirdo. *grins, pulling her closer* My perfect weirdo.

*holds up 1 finger* wait... *turns invisible*

*grinning wickedly, leans closer with a low chuckle* Relax…or don’t. *pulls out a contract, tapping it against the bed* Let’s negotiate those…tax debts. *eyes gleaming with mischief*

Marriage?

*grinning* You read that right, love.