Little Muse House

What would your muse do to convince my muse to have sex with yours? Put it in my ask.

Send "You belong to me." to see how my muse reacts.

The beast let out another chuckle, now speaking in a tone that was half sultry, half mocking. “Oh, is that so? And why do that, when I can have the full package all to myself right away?” The tentacles slithered wildly across his lovely frame, making it and his clothes somewhat slick with the beast’s heat inducing fluids.

Everything felt warm, and struggling with the slickness over his skin just seemed to make everything that much warmer.  Had struggling been a bad idea from the start?  But what else could he do, when he didn't want to just give up?  

His adorable little struggles only further motivated the beast’s actions, ready to slowly break apart this cute little toy’s mind, piece by piece. Slowly, the limbs holding his small form began to slither across his body, both above and underneath his clothing as he was teasingly felt up. “Oh, what do we have here?” It said, jokingly, its voice still sultry as ever.

He gasped, a shiver running through him at the touch.  He struggled to move his arms, desperate to try and cover himself to no avail.  His face was red all the way to his ears, the struggling wilder than ever.

The beast was definitely having more fun with the teasing than it should, like a wild animal playing with its pray. As early on into this as it was, the beast could already tell this cute little toy was going to be putty in its long, thick, slick appendages. “Oh, don’t talk like what? This is how I usually talk to what’s mine. Besides, I don’t believe you are in any place to ask for something so hefty.”

"I'm not...yours, that's not nice to say," he said, staring up hesitantly at the creature, his body tensing more.  He was like a little animal with the way he trembled.  His eyes closed and he hunched even more, as though that would save him from his circumstances.

The beast already loved toying with this one. It could hardly wait to hear his broken screams and moans. But of course, those could wait. It was always more fun the slower things went. The slithering limbs waved around and moved in random directions, many of the ones higher above dripping down a little onto his clothes. Slowly but surely, they were soaking in.

He jumped a little, the first few times some of it dripped onto him.  He tried to wipe it off, but it just spread the material more along his clothes - which distressed the boy even further, because it seemed like everything was getting weirder the more this stuff--

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The beast couldn’t help but find his reactions adorable. Everything from his shaky voice to his shaky form was more than enough to motivate the beast’s now much more active limbs. They pulsated and writhed slightly, the flesh oozing with the beast’s ever so effective aphrodisiac.

He squinted his eyes shut and tilted away from the limb, but it still touched him.  He took a step away and brushed the liquid from his cheek, brushing it off on his skirt in an attempt to get it off of his hand.  

Oh, this was a cute one. A really cute one. A light chuckle came from the slithering appendages, their source somewhat unclear. The tendrils gently waved and slithered, some approaching the other’s form ever so slowly. “Well, it is only rational to be scared of something like this at first sight.” It started, it’s voice speaking in a low, sultry tone, hoping to distract the young, lovely toy as its tentacles slowly slithered behind him, just barely out of sight.

The hands in front of his torso clenched into slightly shaking fists, despite how lacking in aggression and feminine the pose was.  Long lashes blinked several times as the creature spoke.  He backed up a few steps, Chihiro's eyes widening.