♡ Your favorite dirty thought ♡

send a symbol for your muse to wake mine by:

☀️ opening the curtains or blinds

🤗 touching their face

🧦 shaking their foot

🧡 kissing their forehead

🌤️ kissing their nose

💘 kissing their cheek

🌅 running a hand through their hair

🥞 bringing them breakfast in bed

🍳 cooking breakfast

🛌🏻 yanking the covers off them

"Cuddles with you? How could i possibly resist Angie."

Her noodly tail winds itself snuggly around one of his legs, and she flutters up into his arms, hooking her legs around his midsection, in order to keep herself firmly in place.

"It's true. The otha spiders are always so mean t'me. You ain't like that, tho. Not even a lil' bit."

Missy sighs softly, wings folding into a resting position against the slight curve of her back. Valentino might be able to sustain her appetite with his presence alone, but feeding off him is a totally different experience. Like an all you can eat buffet--filling but ... impersonal. Angel Mist's sensual energy is more akin to a home cooked meal, meticulously prepared with love and care.