Dja miss me?

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Festivities..? With someone like herself? ....its been ages... "....that does not sound unpleasant.." She spoke, fully releasing Smolder from the bind. A little smile on her face. "I do not mind joining, if I get to stay by you a little longer, at the very least. What are we celebrating?"

What the fuck is a venom

Im not that easy, mister. I can see the bulge in your pants and youre staring at my ass. Nice try, slick.

Those tendrils seem to loosen, allowing free movement once again. "Im not surprised. You have a certain... allure to you. Its rather intriguing, truly." Shes keeping her hands on Smolders hips, slipping up to her waist. "Rather warm... how delightful.. you do not mind my touch, do you?"

ㅤ ㅤ Damn me and my weakness for pretty women. ㅤ

"Excessive? ...perhaps." She slipped behind smolder, the tendrils tightening around the drakes thighs as her hands were placed upon her targets hips. Words whispered flowing like honey into her ear. "Now you've captivated me... perhaps we can celebrate your victory together, hm~?"

You will just try to goad me into blowing you. Nice try, shortie.

A rather large amount. 3 parties missing in action.

"Someone who is tired of your boasting. You should stay quiet. Youre much prettier that way." What a lie. She just had a massive headache is all, so she needed quiet. ...oh boy, seems like shep is starting to look up and down her catch. Cold, oh so cold hands caressing Smolders form.

ㅤ ㅤ The heart is a fickle thing. It can bring pain, joy, pleasure, hatred. Yet... the most complicated emotion is love. So difficult to obtain yet so very easy to lose. ㅤ

The uninformed dont seem to last long around her. So sad they go missing so often.

It isn't sludge. Its part of her very being. The symbiote is shep. Sheo is the symbiote.

More and more slither up her smolders frame. The host finally took notice of the drake and turned toward her. Still not saying a word, the tendrils seem to trap her in place as Shep stepped forward. "I truly do not wish to make a mess, id rather you stay quiet so we can avoid that."

Only reward for bothering her is a rather quick and clean death.

Heat doesnt bother her. Why does everyone think heat is her weakness, or sound for that matter? Oh well. Cue a tendril or two slithering up the little blue menaces legs. Theyre.. surprisingly soft actually.

Youre too cocky. How annoying.

Ugh... far too noisy. [Tendrils slither from her sweatshirt, moving towards the shorter drake. Planning to quiet her without even speaking to her first.]

ㅤ ㅤ Maybe i should get out more. Though... humans seem to be scared of a walking folk tale.. ㅤ

Some of you are way too loud...💢

ㅤ ㅤ𝗟𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗘𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱. ㅤ