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She lets out a well rehearsed giggle before sauntering over to the larger Fable. There was only a moment's hesitation before she moves to perch on one of his legs much like one might perch on the arm of a couch.

Her head quickly turns as soon as she hears the voice, but she hardly made a move to quickly cover herself. Georgie had them dancing topless in front of strangers on the weekly, so modesty was quickly worked out of the girls at the Pudding & Pie.

"Ach." She exclaims with annoyance. "Lily always tryin'a short me." Sure she wasn't on the stage as often as the others, but she still deserved her dues. A sheer robe was quickly pulled around tattooed shoulders, covering up her 'wings'.

👀 to walk in on my muse naked

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       "You ain't got the concept of 'knocking' down, do you?" Jain growled out, not even bothering to cover himself up in the Corinthian's presence. Nothing the abomination hadn't 'seen' before- not that Jain was even sure the nightmare could actually 'see'. Either way, he felt no pull towards modesty as he went about getting dressed.

             "Should start fucking charging you, since you wanna walk around like you own the damn place," he continued to grumble.

The Nightmare looks around the interior of Jain's RV with mild intrigue. No, he hadn't bothered knocking. Since when do monsters need to show each other common courtesy. Its not like they haven't seen each others internal organs before.

Oh, what an asshole.

The Nightmare has to keep his ocular maws from spitting insults at the dark haired dickhead who had just barged into the alleyway where the Corinthian had a gorgeous little blue eyed twink pressed against the wall. Its safe to say the stranger had spooked the Corinthian's date, who was promptly trying to button back up his trousers with an awkward apology made towards the Corinthian before he's hastily pushing past him to escape from the prying eyes of their unwelcome company.

The Nightmare groans and shifts off of the wall as he watches his potential victim scarper off into the night. Leaving it to strap back on its belt while shooting the stranger a pissed off stare.

"You get off on ruining people's nights, huh?"

He had never been a fan of being on the recieving end, especially when it came from another man. A certain set of firmly held beliefs that excused Jain to do the act wasn't extended to others. His body reacted positively to it, despite the increasing anxiety he felt with each pulsing swell. Something bad would happen, it was some sort of bait and switch, past experiences told him things would end very poorly for him if he allowed it to continue, and he found it hard to relax enough to enjoy the man of faith's oral attentions.              "You don't gotta do that,"

Even with his attention elsewhere, Miles could feel how tense the other was. Initially, he paid it no mind, merely chalking it up to skittish nerves, but as it persisted, he would open his eyes to watch the other curiously, through under his lashes. He knew he was doing a good job, so he wasn't sure what the issue might have been.

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"Don't tell me you got one of them fuckin' little bows on you too!?" He mocks back like a schoolyard bully. If he had a nickel for every time he had to hear that phrase...

Jersey gives Jain a quick lookover.

Quite possibly the last thing she needed was for her stupid pieceashit car to break down. Ostensibly in the absolute middle of nowhere with no cell service. Because of course. She managed to get the old Honda to hobble to a turnout on the side of road before it gave one great, shuddering groan and promptly died, steam billowing from the engine.

Perhaps the reasonable adult thing to do would be to pop the hood and try to figure out the problem. Or start hoofin' it for the nearest town. But Alex Reed was neither entirely reasonable nor a very good adult on most days, so her solution was to instead shout obscenities that would make a sailor blush while beating the hood of the car with a large stick she found.

"Yeah yeah. Sit and spin. Or is it not big enough for ya?"

The cryptid spits, the wad landing dangerously close to Jain's boot before putting the ringed finger away in a pocket.