Keep Your Whit

Your muse just walked in on mine being physically abused. Leave in my ask your muses reaction

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"To put it the easy way, you’re looking at your own personal ghost who wants to help you get over your past crap even more than he wants to get in your pants." he said teasingly, stretching a bit after a long day of walking to find her. "And oh, how I long to seduce you out of those clothes…"

"Alright, so... You're a ghost. You want to help be get over issues and you want to get in my pants?" Callidora blinked a him for a moment, then laughed and shook her head. "Funny. Now do you want a room or are you just here to bother me?"

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"Well hello there, hot stuff." he laughed, looking her over. "Guess you can see me, so you’re the new job. Name’s Liam, and you’ve got some fucked up problems to be taken care of."

"W-What? Excuse me? What are you talking about?" Callidora asked, confused and a bit shocked. Fucked up problems? What was going on.

♔ Open with Jaci ♔

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Nick couldn’t help but moan out loudly. He connected his lips to Will’s again, kissing him desperately. “Need.. You..” He whimpered into the kiss, taking Will’s lower lip between his teeth and tugging lightly. 

Nicks moan made a chill run down Wills spine, this boy was driving him crazy. He understood how desperate the boy was, because he was just as desperate.He grunted, pulling at the boys boxers. 

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He ordered two plain whiskeys, turning back to the other male with slightly pink cheeks. “You seem to be talkin’ to yourself, darlin’.”

"Oh no, I'm talking to you, Sweet Thing." Will grinned. "Don't doubt yourself. You're handsome, own it."

"No it’s not. I wish it was so you wouldn’t be so scared." She kissed her forehead and sat by her pulling her close. "But it’s okay..I’m here now." Violet whispered

Brooklyn let her pull her in, a little too confused and shocked to do anything else. "W-What's even going on?" She asked. "I-If you're d-dead how can you tou-touch me?"

Hotel

Noah gave the man a wide smile. “Wow, this hotel has great service,” He then continued to walk over to the greeter and asked “Are you just the greeter or can I ask you to help me find my room and stuff?”

Will chuckled. "It does, it does." He ruffled his blonde hair. "Well, I am just the doorman, but I'd love to help you anyway, I have a break I need to take." He smiled at the boy. "I always love to help, handsome boys." 

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She bit her lip and helped her back upstairs and to the couch.

Brooklyn sat down, blinking. "Please tell me this is all just a sick joke. Please."