CALL ME OUT MEME
The fancy table I had here before was woefully out of date and I'm too lazy to update the code! So instead, here is my muselist! Anyone currently listed as being played in a game or in the 'Homeless/Memes/Museboxes' section is fair game for threading.
Instructions:
1) Leave a top-level comment with the name of one of my muses and a thread starter.
2) PM me to let me know you did that, since I don't get notifs for new comments to this post.
3) Let the pretendy funtimes begin!
Instructions:
1) Leave a top-level comment with the name of one of my muses and a thread starter.
2) PM me to let me know you did that, since I don't get notifs for new comments to this post.
3) Let the pretendy funtimes begin!

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She continues rubbing her foot against him, wiggling her toes as she goes. She could probably just hold still and let him do all the work save for her toes, but he'd probably complain about it. Oh well, it isn't like he'll last all that much longer. She can tell he's close.]
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Ahhhhh... p-princess... princesssss...
[Yeah, here it comes. He's really close now. Just one more push, and...]
Nnnnnggggh... princess!
[And there it is, at long last. Kaguya teased Brady long enough that he is well and truly pent up by this point, so when he blows his load, it shoots all over her foot and halfway up that silky smooth leg of hers as well. And all the while he keeps rubbing his length up against the pad of her foot, until he's finally spent and slowly grinds to a stop.]
Hah... hah...
[Well. It seems like it was worth it - at least for the moment. There is a huge smile on Brady's face as he finally flops backward from exertion, blushing deeply and half-drenched with sweat.]
...gods...
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So that was worth bargaining the rest of your life away for, hm? Now I expect you to clean up your mess.
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[Definitely not worth the rest of his life, but everyone gets stupid in the throes of ecstasy. Poor Brady will spend the rest of his life chasing that high, and probably masturbating every night while thinking about it.]
Yeah, uh, where d'ya keep the towels in this place?
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[Very probably. That's of course, provided she allows him enough alone time to do so.]
You should know. You are a servant, after all.
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[Standing up, Brady awkwardly cinches his robes back together before wandering off to try to find a towel. Eventually, after cleaning himself up first, he comes back with one in tow.]