ikols: let my bed be made (o brother dear)
— ᴄᴏᴠᴇᴛᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɢᴘɪᴇ. ([personal profile] ikols) wrote 2022-06-30 12:12 pm (UTC)

Okay, but ... I'm kind of tapped out. I don't usually use seidr when fucked five ways from Sunday.

[ Reluctantly sitting up, Loki (firstly yawns) raises her hips to separate them and steps off the couch on shaky legs, tossing her hair back. She gives him a smile, come trailing down her reddened thighs where she held onto him for so long, and licks her dry lips as she focuses a wave of her hand over both of them, Chris on the couch and Loki standing next to him.

The green flash comes and goes: Chris is left clean as a whistle in a thick woollen sweater and soft pants, whereas Loki ...

A vulpine whine comes from the floor where a red fox is curled up into a ball with its nose stuffed in its tail, exhausted. ]

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