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3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes?

     ‘ unusual ? look, m’not about to kink shame myself. i’m into some wild shit, some people might say it’s a little fucked up that i like to be hit, but whatever ---- it’s all normal to me. ’

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex?

     ‘ probably a school bathroom ? those things are gross as fuck. nothin’ was sexy about that. ’

5: Favourite sex position?

     ‘ doggy style, definitely. ’

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)

     ‘ like to smoke a joint after, depending on who i’m with, depending if they’re staying and if i wanna share or not, but i usually do that. ’

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny?

     ‘ getting my ass grabbed really hard. ’

27: Early morning sex or late night sex?

     ‘ late night. super late, so late that we’ve been up all night and the sun’s about to rise. ’

30: Do you watch porn?

Send me “that’s dirty” and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.

“you can take control.” dallas mumbled, sitting back against the headboard. it wasn’t that he was lazy or that he didn’t care, but for whatever reason, he just felt the need to put the reins in her hands for tonight. 

“wanna go in the shower?” pierce hummed, despite the fact they’d only just finished. his libido had gone from practically nothing to unstoppable in a short amount of time, and he knew that it might take him a little while to bounce back, but that didn’t stop him from suggesting it. 

Send in ♦ for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly placing kisses and hickeys on their neck

“Someone is in a good mood,” Pierce huffed, sitting up a little more in bed. He’d been reading something on his phone when he was flanked and ambushed by one on either side, both giggling and pressing their lips to his neck. He certainly wasn’t arguing, having dropped his phone on his chest and leaned his head back to expose more of the skin there. “Is it my birthday already?”

“Hey, hey, you monster,” Ross chuckled, his fingers already roaming whatever parts of her body he could reach. He made no effort to stop her, though, instead leaning into the heat as he tugged at her clothing. “You know how much our makeup artists hate us? Just about as much as I love you.” he grinned as he flipped them so she was pinned underneath, taking his turn to kiss and nip at her neck. 

It was nothing out of the ordinary for Luna, so it took her a moment to even notice the heat and bruising feeling on her neck. She hummed, smirking as she leaned over to give Scott more room. “Hi,” she purred, already weaving her fingers into his hair. “You’ve got about a minute before your mouth better be somewhere much lower if you keep this up, fucker.”