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"Oh right... it is Tuesday...
Have my lazy input of it for now...
It has been tiring the past few days..."
( #TittyTuesday )
She truly had nothing to say to that, she was the magical one here and yet she was helpless.
Leaning in to finally kiss his lips, a futile attempt to shut his taunting.
Leaning up against him, let herself feel his bare body with her own exposed part of her own. .
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"I had a couple of those two days ago. But it only came after the performance so I was able to tell them to fuck off."
She could only shake her head at the memory and story from her friend. Some people truly had no class.
Now that she couldn't escape him anymore, her face would heat up to a pink similar to his hair as she finally locked eyes with him.
"You just make me feel so small. . Like I'm dancing in your hand."
Fully turning towards him, inches away, a hand reaching for his.
"I would prefer that my theater is the eye catching spectacle between it and me. So that's where your eyes should land."
She would shake her head in disagreement to his question.
"I'm merely changing towns for my attraction. I am a wandering artist after all~"
"It isn't like I'm capable of stopping you. Nor will I fight to make you stop.
So feast your eyes while you can, you never will know when I'm leaving town anyway."
She'll just wave it away, letting it happen instead of getting grey hair over something so simple. .
That comment would get the witch to squint at them, because she didn't share that humour about fighting people.
"And no I don't do anything to attract more attention to them than just, having them."
"There are some things I'd prefer to keep to that story and not use to animate it.
The spoils aren't really toys I get to whip out whenever I wish.
But I am surprised you followed along enough to remember that. you were staring quite intently."
She tried averting her gaze again, after taking in the fact that he had stripped himself down even more. .
Letting out long breaths as to keep her thoughts in check.
"Bacca. . Why must you toy with me like this?.."
And there it is.
The first blow against her self-control. Her head whipping away to not be staring at him for too long at a time.
Because she KNOWS what will happen if she lets her mind wander a little too long.
"No. . No I'll pass. ."
And now he's messing around again.
She knows his little tricks, this isn't the first time they've done it.
Going to weasel his way into making her give it up to him with how cute she finds him.











