WELCOME TO THE CLUB!

for now i’m going to pretty much permanently put this blog on hiatus. maybe i’ll feel an itch to come back, but this rpc just isn’t the best for me, and i’ve been feeling a LOT less stressed and uncomfortable away from it. i want none of hazbin so unfortunately i likely won’t be giving anyone my new url unless you have a blog that isn’t involved w/ hazbin or writes with hazbin characters.

Attagirl.

Hellsa smiles as Cherri’s lips meet hers, smile only growing as her bra is undone and she feels Cherri’s hand on her breast. Her own hands settle on Cherri’s shoulders again, just in time for her to grab Hellsa’s ass and grind the strap against her. Her lips part in a low moan at the sensation, though she makes sure to respond by digging her fingers into Cherri’s shoulders.

She pulls away for a moment, just enough to murmur her words against Cherri’s lips. “See, was that so hard?”

cherri, for the most part, ignores the question, only laughing against her mouth, catching hellsa’s lip between her teeth and pulling before going back for more greedy, ruthless kisses. then hellsa moans, and something in cherri switches. 

devoting both hands to rocking hellsa’s hips against hers, pushing further down, bringing her own hips higher. she won’t really be satisfied until she gets that strap in hellsa. 

‘ Oh, no no! I’m free to oblige with hugging,  though the no touching is going to be difficult, shall it be with a shadow perhaps? ’

He questions as he begins to walk forward looking very amused.

‘ A hug? But don’t touch you? How should I touch you? With a piano wire? ’