[Oh no, Maomao, give him an inch and a mile is the least Armis will take. She reaches for his face and he reaches to scoop beneath her shoulder. Lifting and then letting her drop down, Armis adjusts them so Maomao has her back flat to the mattress and Armis is over top her. He's in about half a tuxedo on this side; pants without a belt, half tucked in shirt with the buttons undone nearly all the way down the front, and a completely open vest.
In a mild show of restraint, he doesn't put any of his weight down on her or rub against her, in part because Armis wants a full look at her. What a cute pair of lingerie!]
It is so. I'd say I'm at least twice the pleasure of the average man, haha... [he thinks he's funny, sorry. Armis nuzzles into that outreached hand of her, playing at liking such affection, he's only a bit insincere in that. There are things he likes much more than a soft touch, but he'll settle for it to warm himself up to someone.]
And what about you, little one? Are you a suitable wife to a god?
Maomao goes wide-eyed and rigid as he changes their position. This is not a position she's found herself in before, let alone with someone so large. At least, she's refraining from crushing her. After taking a breath and letting it out slowly she manages to relax.
She lets him nuzzle into her hand though she now makes no move to truly caress him. ]
Hah, I see. [ She doesn't think the joke is as funny, though it does bring up some questions.
Rather than answer his question, hell she still hasn't given him her name, she asks a question of her own. ] You're connected to the other man, yes? Do you share sensations?
[She looks absolutely mortified by this turn of events. Extra unfortunate that rather than take that as a hint to back off, Armis just finds it amusing and appealing. Twice the pleasure? More like twice the bad person.
At least he gets distracted by her question, just loving to talk about himself.]
I am one person. I share everything between my bodies, which are of one mind and consciousness. Seems my dragon is dormant somewhere, as I sense nothing from it. I am a hydra, you see, a dragon with two heads. This is simply how my person manifests itself.
A hydra? [ Her eyes widen and a mad sparkle filling them. She'd read stories of such creatures, multiple heads that if you cut one off it would grow more. It made her wonder what kind of medicines she could create from its blood or organs.
She pushes herself up toward him while grinning like a madwoman. ]
Can you regrow your heads? Would you give me some of your blood for research purposes?
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Date: 2024-02-16 05:50 pm (UTC)[Oh no, Maomao, give him an inch and a mile is the least Armis will take. She reaches for his face and he reaches to scoop beneath her shoulder. Lifting and then letting her drop down, Armis adjusts them so Maomao has her back flat to the mattress and Armis is over top her. He's in about half a tuxedo on this side; pants without a belt, half tucked in shirt with the buttons undone nearly all the way down the front, and a completely open vest.
In a mild show of restraint, he doesn't put any of his weight down on her or rub against her, in part because Armis wants a full look at her. What a cute pair of lingerie!]
It is so. I'd say I'm at least twice the pleasure of the average man, haha... [he thinks he's funny, sorry. Armis nuzzles into that outreached hand of her, playing at liking such affection, he's only a bit insincere in that. There are things he likes much more than a soft touch, but he'll settle for it to warm himself up to someone.]
And what about you, little one? Are you a suitable wife to a god?
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Date: 2024-02-16 07:09 pm (UTC)Maomao goes wide-eyed and rigid as he changes their position. This is not a position she's found herself in before, let alone with someone so large. At least, she's refraining from crushing her. After taking a breath and letting it out slowly she manages to relax.
She lets him nuzzle into her hand though she now makes no move to truly caress him. ]
Hah, I see. [ She doesn't think the joke is as funny, though it does bring up some questions.
Rather than answer his question, hell she still hasn't given him her name, she asks a question of her own. ] You're connected to the other man, yes? Do you share sensations?
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Date: 2024-02-17 01:30 am (UTC)At least he gets distracted by her question, just loving to talk about himself.]
I am one person. I share everything between my bodies, which are of one mind and consciousness. Seems my dragon is dormant somewhere, as I sense nothing from it. I am a hydra, you see, a dragon with two heads. This is simply how my person manifests itself.
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Date: 2024-02-17 01:35 am (UTC)She pushes herself up toward him while grinning like a madwoman. ]
Can you regrow your heads? Would you give me some of your blood for research purposes?