There is much mystery betwixt these gnarled vines.

Especially if he is restrained. Strong arms flexing against his bonds, tears forming in his beautiful sunset eyes and whimpered pleas quickly turning into outright begging as you coax him nearly to orgasm with fingers, lips and maybe even magic. Then right when he is about to spill, pulling back for the 6th or 8th or maybe even 10th time. Leaving his handsome cock weeping, twitching and untouched against his belly as the throws his head back and sobs. Unable to stop his hips from rutting up against nothing, desperate for release.

Emerald moth, Cathydata batina, Geometridae

Found in Central and South America

And last, but certainly not least, Pike Trickfoot of Vox Machina.

Pfew, one year in the making and I’m at last done with the group’s current members. I have something planned for the DM supreme, but with his habit of making waaaaaay too cool NPCs I think I’ll just hold it off until they’re done with the campaign. And then there’s Tibs, and the guests…