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(NSFW) Tell my muse a sexual fantasy you have involving them.

D blinked, mildly surprised from the answer.He’d expected to get berated for rushing him, or a flat out ‘no’. But he’d also take the kiss. The director gave off a soft noise of content, a hand slipping up to hold Dave in place as they kissed. Nice and slowly, simple kisses. A grip that Dave could shake off easily. Besides, this as all for him.

Dave sighed softly as he continued to kiss him. He liked the kiss. It was slow and simple, something that helped Dave stop being so nervous. He eventually pulled back with a small smile on his face. “Thanks.”

“Not a problem. If you want more, feel free to just take them. I’m not particularly against it anyways.” D flashed a smile of his own, leaning up to peck Dave’s cheek before setting back down again.

D blinked, mildly surprised from the answer.He’d expected to get berated for rushing him, or a flat out ‘no’. But he’d also take the kiss. The director gave off a soft noise of content, a hand slipping up to hold Dave in place as they kissed. Nice and slowly, simple kisses. A grip that Dave could shake off easily. Besides, this as all for him.

“Tango, salsa, EDM... name it, it’s on there probably. Even have some of my more personal tastes on the disc, instead of dancing music.”

“Bro spoils them enough. I don’t really need to worry about that. I do still get them stuff, all the same. I need to see what they want for Christmas, actually..”

“Just checking dude.” He smiled at him. “So got any other questions for me?”

“Mmmm. Not really, no. Aside from the question of ‘Am I going to get a real kiss?’ But, don’t feel pressured. Pure curiosity.”

“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”

“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.

“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”

“I wish i could show you my old photos. I was such a dork it was almost painfully funny to remember. Ill try to send them through the faster messanger.”

“Also known as Pesterchum. That shit never seems to lag– It’s almost magical.” D spun Dave again, dipping him when he pulled him back into his arms.

That certainly made him blush a little. He laughed again as he was dipped. “Im 90% sure pesterchum was invented by aliens because the trolls had something similar to it.” Dave kept talking though, a smile slowly spreading in his face.

“Well as long as it works, what’s it really matter who made it, hm?” D pulled Dave back up to his feet, moving to step away and change the music again. “What kind of dance are you feeling now?”

“Bro spoils them enough. I don’t really need to worry about that. I do still get them stuff, all the same. I need to see what they want for Christmas, actually..”

“Shhh. Let me spoil you dammit. You’ve been doing a lot for me and I’d like to pay you back somehow y’know.”

He chuckled, a bit flattered at the offer. “Ok ok. Just dont go overboard ok?”

“Define overboard, because nothing is overboard with me. Unless it involves someone potentially dying. Then it’s overboard.”

“Pfffft.” Dave lightly slapped his shoulder. “Dont spend over a thousand dollars ok? Just keep it below a thousand dollars and i promise not to die from shock.”

“No promises. I want to surprise you with the best of the best, if I can. So... Good luck keeping me in those parameters.”

“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”

“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.

“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”

“I wish i could show you my old photos. I was such a dork it was almost painfully funny to remember. Ill try to send them through the faster messanger.”

“Also known as Pesterchum. That shit never seems to lag-- It’s almost magical.” D spun Dave again, dipping him when he pulled him back into his arms.

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“Sounds like what you do on a normal day. Nothing exciting then?” D pulled him back, going back to his steps. “I really need to get you that camera I mentioned then.”

“That would keep me occupied for a while. I love taking photos of myself. I could always send you some lame ass selfies if you want?” He laughed softly as they danced. This was the most fun he’d had in a while.

“That sounds amusing. Go for it. I’d get them eventually, anyways, depending on what messenger you decided to use.”

“Shhh. Let me spoil you dammit. You’ve been doing a lot for me and I’d like to pay you back somehow y’know.”

He chuckled, a bit flattered at the offer. “Ok ok. Just dont go overboard ok?”

“Define overboard, because nothing is overboard with me. Unless it involves someone potentially dying. Then it’s overboard.”

… I think I’ll be waitin’ for some messages first.

…Well, Bro isn’t really around much, at least not online, but I can get Dirk to verify!

Whatever suits your fancy.