#thegodofdecay

((The first 3 emotions my character feels when seeing or thinking of yours. NOT ACCEPTING RN!))

Send me a symbol for your muse to touch mine in some way:

😺 – fondle outside of clothes

Vell was an interesting man, a man Soris had grown to enjoy spending time with. His sexuality was certainly not unknown to the imp, and Soris was curious, but he was a good boy. He would only act on such feelings if it became clear they were shared and until now he hadn't been sure if they were.

But a long fingered hand squeezing him through his loincloth was certainly a very clear message.

Soris froze, the pages of the book he'd been reading crumpling under his fingers. His gaze rose to the god's face as his own burned burgundy, his breath catching. His body was already responding, but his mind didn't seem to catch up enough for him to speak. Not until a particularly touch had him whimpering, brows furrowing slightly.

@avangelical

And a hello to the two of you!

love.amsorry  going to you only to  need assisttance.

Greg eyed him curiously.