Some Much Deserved 'Me' Time

Billy gave a... Polite chuckle to her joke. A sort of chuckle that someone gives when they didn’t really find that joke all that funny, but wants to make the one who told the joke feel good. Not that he’d really be any better at telling the jokes, of course... But the pose? Well, that he can understand and get behind. The Desperrodo had to concentrate in order not to drool at the sight. Though he maybe wasn’t as... Well balanced as the Incineroar, he did have a good show of musculature. It was, however, unfortunately hidden by a decently thick coat of brown fur and his vest. His tail twitched, as Billy hid his broken arm behind his back, using the other one to tap his chin. “Ahhh, well, y’know... I got one close by. No one should be ‘round, an’ well, if they are... Then they’ll regret it.” Billy gave a dark laugh, before grabbing her hand and started to lead her towards what appeared to be a dilapidated shack. It certainly had seen better days, but all the windows were covered by sheets, and the door sported a rather heavy lock.  As soon as they got there, Billy let go of her hand and went inside, waiting for her to join him. Inside, he simply hopped up onto the makeshift bed- A pair of mattresses laid atop each other, covered with sheets- and got in as seductive a pose as he can muster. Laying on his side with his right hand propping up his head, and his left hand covering his extremities, he waited for the Incineroar to  possibly follow.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Well, aside from the obvious, during more... Intimate moments, Musketeer's belly is incredibly sensitive, as well as the base of his tail. O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) Definitely giving- And, as such, has a definite amount of skill in it. He's no master, but he knows where to hit and where to lick. T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) As stated in previous posts, he has one toy. And it is an old, ratty body pillow that he has cut a hole into near the bottom of it. ... What? He's a trash gremlin. Of course he'd fashion something like that he found out of the garbage. K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) Being dommed, for sure.

Billy laughed at the implication. He may have done a few Kidnappings here or there to prove a point, but, honestly, even a criminal has integrity! The only reason he went through with those crimes in the first place was because people weren’t getting the memo, and, trust me, he wanted to keep them down to a minimum. They were far from his favorite way to send a point.  And, besides, what she said was true. There’d be no way in hell he’d even be able to pull off the crime, unless he had the whole crew with him.  “Hah! Yeah, y’ ain’t. Even I couldn’t hold ya down.” The Desperrodo admits, before giving her another look over. Yeah, the muscles on her aren’t for show- Though they certainly are catching his attention... “Nah, nah. Jus’ thought that, perhaps, we can talk ‘bout more... Intimate topics.” There’s a snort from Billy. “Alright, I’m done wit’ th’ pretense, y’ either follow me an’ we both get what, or we can jus’ stop here an’ forget we even met each other.” There was only so long that the bandit could keep the charm up before Billy simply wanted to get to the point. 

The noise the Thievul made when he was grabbed was almost contradictory to his usual deep, thuggish, galarian voice- He let out a high pitch squeal as a shiver made his fur puff out for a moment. Shaking, he slowly turns around to see the Mismagius having appeared from nowhere. Quickly, he regains his composure, before letting out a cocky laugh. "W-Well, luv, y' may 'ave gotten a quick scream outta me, but tha's th' only thing you'll get. Try a bit 'arder next time." Musketeer brags, before he goes back to whatever he was doing. Truth be told, it wasn't all bad, it just... Took him off surprise. The squeeze was certainly welcomed.

"Ohhhhhhh, Smash. Definitely. God... Fuckin' dammit. God... Damn. She gets me all riled up when no others got me as stirred up..." Billy licks his chops in thought of Sylvia, before giving a wide smile. But as for Rosè? "Oh, I'll smash her... Into the dirt." They... Seem more into the idea of fighting Sylvia.

@oasischambers For Lovec? You can tell he was already trying to hide his face- Normally, he'd be all for flirting with this 'mon, but... Oh jeez, he's so hot. Literally and figuratively. For Billy? "Eh. Smash, but nothin' past a one night stand. Sorry, Twink." For Rosè? They were already writing a note that simply says 'Call Me' with a bit of ink- Venom? Hopefully just Ink- on the corner. For Musketeer? There's a pause, before the Thievul gives a good nod. "Gotta take me out t' dinner first, though."

For Billy... He simply gives an indecisive hand motion. For Rosè... Well, the Psycobra only licked their lips, and does not go into any detail. For Musketeer? Hard shake of the head. "'E's jus'... Not m' type." He explains. Lovec...? "Oh, he's just my type though..." The Gallade covers his mouth.

"She... She may be a bit... Erm, wha's th' word... Strange, but... Um... Yeah, definitely Smash." A shiver goes down his spine once more. Was it good, or bad? Who knows.

"Smash. Smash, absolutely, one 'undred percent, wifout a doubt in m' mind. Smash. Smash me, if y' know what I mean? Give m' pelvis a real good work out. Make me forget what day it is." There's a pause. "I'm saying I want 'er t' top me."

“E-Er... Lissen, luv...” Musketeer starts, his voice already dripping with guilt and regret. The Thievul knew the conversation would be about this... “I... Em, y... Yeah, I guess I do. I jus’ wasn’t... I wasn’t thinkin’. Didn’t know y’ were nearby. I guess that’s on me.” Musketeer clears his throat nervously, not able to keep eye contact with the Lucario.  “Look, if y’ want me t’ leave or somethin’, then I’ll do that.” He finally offers, clearly hesitant to do so, but also realizing this is probably the best choice.