God Damn Muses

“No no, I’m simply teasing you. Making you remember that I’m not here for an interview.” Lois smiles, her eyes watching him as he drives them. “I’m sure you get those kind of… interesting questions all the time but I’m more of a relaxed date I suppose.”

"Well you are welcome to ask questions as my date and not as a reporter." Bruce tells her with a smile. "A relaxed date? Alright I know not to try so hard now" He teases playfully as he drives.

The blue woman rushed over and hugged hopefully not too tightly as she takes a deep breath in and out "do you know how worried i was?"

Peter blinks and hugs her back, still in shock. "I.. er.. Ok.. Sorry" He mumbles, letting his face press into her shoulder a little.

Ask me about two celebrities and I'll post a gif of the one I'm more attracted to....

Send me ▲ and I'll reply with a sex gif of what my muse wants to do to/with yours

Ivana rolled her hips slowly against him, smiling against his lips. It felt so good, Harry was filling her so nice, in a perfect rhythm. She laughed breathlessly, "I belong to you?", she hummed, arching her neck to give him better access, "Tell me... If I'm yours... What u gonna do with me?", she moaned and bit her bottom lip, "How will you treat me? Am I going to be your little slut?", she teased him, moaning a little louder to incite him.

"You're already my little slut baby" He teases against her skin as his hands slide up to grope her chest, hips bouncing her firmer and faster. "Hngg.. I'm going to remind you every fucking day just who you belong to"