#{ interact }

So, in terms of how to reach the goals: the goal is mainly to each more people with my art! So if I hit the reblog goals and the likes aren’t quite as high as I want but they’re close, then I’ll go ahead and draw it. But that doesn’t mean to not like it haha- any interactions help!! :3

For each of these, I’ll do 1-3 drawings/panels with one kiss per character

Once I get to the top 6 characters, that may extend to 2-5 with up to 3 kisses per character, just depends on if I get any good ideas :b

It may get a bit suggestive, but otherwise this will all be sfw so please don’t be weird about this- some of these characters are minors-

 “ c’mere, baby.” megan murmurs, smiling up at you. megan notices that you don’t understand what the hell she’s asking for. “ come sit on my lap, dimwit.” she specifies, a smile playing on her lips. your face flushes red with embarrassment, but you comply, your leg swinging over her thigh as you settle on top of her.

 “not a clue in the fuckin’ world.” megan murmurs, her hands sliding up your waist. “well? you gonna move or what?” she cocks an eyebrow. “be patient.” you say gruffly. suddenly— you feel hands that arent megan’s behind you, moving up from the back of your neck to your hair, wrenching your head back. it’s dani. “dont speak to her that way. is that any way talk to mommy?” you furrow your eyebrows, snarling at her. “you’re not my fuckin’ mommy, neither is she.” you gesture to megan.   

dani’s eyes widen— not out of surprise, but anger. “oh, really?” she says.suddenly, she pushes your head away roughly, pulling her fingers out of your hair in the process. “you wanna be a fuckin’ brat? you wanna be disobedient?” you don’t reply, pouting at her. “answer me, you fuckin’ slut.” she whispers harshly, her hands coming down to tightly grip your wrist, nails digging into your sensitive skin. “i shouldn’t have to listen to you, i’m a grown woman.” you murmur. 

megan doesn’t say anything, simply watching the interaction with a small smile. only after she begins to notice that dani can’t hold her temper does she actually say something. “be easy on the mutt, dani. i mean, she’s pathetic, but she likes to believe she really has a right to be so disrespectful. she wishes she had the right, at least. a hungry man dreams of bread.” megan teases, her hand coming down to slap your ass. 

you scoff at her words. “excuse me?” megan smirks. “you heard me. you wish you could do whatever you wanted, just like me and dani. but you can’t. you’re too pathetic. nobody would let you disrespect them.” your eyes widen in disbelief. “first of all, i am not a mutt— second of all, you do not speak to me like th—“ you gasp— interrupted by a slap across your face. did.. megan just… ?   

“think before you speak to me like that again.” megan replies— her voice quiet, but firm. you don’t reply, staring at her in disbelief. behind you, dani sits angrily on the plush leather couch in the club. she takes small sips of her liquor, trying to calm herself. “you made dani angry. huài gū niang. (bad girl.)”  she delivers another slap to your ass, making you yelp. “enough!” megan raises an eyebrow. “fine, fine. you still owe dani, though. shes pissed the fuck off.” megan chuckles. 

you sigh with annoyance, sitting up. megan watches as you saunter over to dani, almost cautiously. “hey.” you say flatly. dani’s head snaps towards you. “what?” she she asks sharply. you furrow your eyebrows slightly but shake your head, attempting to brush off her harsh reaction. “i .. wanna make it up to you. cuz im sorry.” you murmur. dani pauses before speaking. “get on your knees.” you dont refuse, immediately dropping to your knees in front of her. she smiles. “eat my pussy like a good girl, mami.” 

you dont hesitate to grab at her skirt, pulling it down and off her ankles. you lean in, running your tongue along her panties— teasing her through the wet fabric. she slaps you across the face— and it sends a shiver down your spine. you look up at her immediately— almost as if to ask what you did wrong. “did i ask for a dumb fucking slut to tease me?” she asks, growing more impatient. “you must be fucking testing my anger, you mutt.” you pout slightly but understand her anger, finally hooking a finger into her panties. you bring them down — tossing them across the room. you press your lips against her pussy, kissing the soft skin before delving your tongue inside of her.

she hums softly at the feeling, her fingers threading into your hair. she brings you a little closer, feeling your tongue circling her clit. she moans. megan watches from a distance , but finally stands up, walking over to sit down next to dani. “what a fucking mutt.” she mutters, more to herself rather than dani or you— all as she watches you eagerly lapping at dani’s pussy. she leans down to whisper in your ear. “hǎo gū niang. (good girl.)” you shiver slightly, never stopping your ministrations.  megan’s hands slide up dani’s body, softly cupping her breast through the fabric of her t-shirt. “dani.” she said softly. “would you be a darling and touch me? i dont wanna feel left out, now.” dani sighs softly before nodding. she moans softly as her hands move up megan’s thigh, not hesitating to push her panties to the side and circle her clit. megan’s head lolls back, she moans softly. “ah.. zhēn bù cuò .. (wonderful..)” she breathed out.  dani  feels herself growing closer, she grips your hair tighter. “make me cum, mutt.” she says sharply, pulling at your hair. megan smiled coyly, leaning in to whisper in dani’s ear. “ ‘m close too, dani.” she says. dani moves her fingers faster at megan’s revelation, not needing to say a word. megan moans again, this time, louder. both dani and megan are breathing heavily. “i’m gonna cum..” megan murmurs. “me too..!” dani replies, inhaling sharply.  your tongue moves faster against dani’s clit. dani throws her head back, her orgasm crashing over her. “f—fuck..” she breathes out. megan moans— cumming just after dani does. the two girls pant heavily. dani sits up, grabbing her skirt, putting it back on with ease. megan stands up with her, looking down at you. she notices how you sit there. pathetic. panting and looking up at her as if you’re expecting something. “ah.” she hums, realization dawning on her. “the mutt wants a reward.” you nod fastly, expecting an orgasm. some sort of pleasure in return. 

megan looks down at you with disgust— no difference with dani. you furrow your eyebrows. megan goes through her purse, pulling out 200 dollars. she throws it up in the air, the paper slowly flutters down onto your lap. “that should be enough to buy a vibrator. maybe even enough to find someone who’s willing to fuck you, if you’re lucky. i doubt it, though.” daniela and megan both laugh at you. your face flushes red with embarrassment. you watch as the girls leave , talking amongst themselves. “shit. should’ve gotten their numbers.” you murmur to yourself.