ㅤ ( her idea of "enjoying herself" is rather vague at worst, and seductive at best. she turns on her heel, placing her arms comfortably around his waist. ) just the two of us... enjoying a nice, warm shower. nothing to bother us! ㅤ

ㅤ no need to explain. if you want a giant bug, i can provide that form to you, if you'd like. ㅤ

ㅤ ( she lets out a content little trill of her own, pushing her backside against his thighs juuuust a little bit. the rest of her body follows suit; leaning back against him to let the water run over their bodies in an even flow. ) isn't this nice? the warm water, i mean. . . ㅤ

ㅤ ( her head turns ever so slightly to cast a sultry gaze toward him, lifting her arm to raise a finger and gesture for him to come closer. ) here, boy. you're practically half-dry. ㅤ

ㅤ ( she doesn't turn around, at first; granting him a full view of everything she was packing from her shoulders down to the back of her heels. her tail swayed about enthusiastically, letting the water run through her hair and trailing her hands over her body. ) ㅤ

ㅤ ( he should worry less about the fairness of it all and consider himself a pretty lucky guy. . . even if he has run-ins with pretty women often. once his clothes have been discarded, she slowly removes her thong and bra, stepping into the tub ahead of him to let the water run over her body ㅤ

ㅤ i CAN take the form of a giant fly, but. . . it's not as appealing. ㅤ

ㅤ ( she's quick to remove her clothes — placing them neatly on a nearby table before following behind darby with her tail swaying with a hint of enthusiasm. all she had been wearing now was a pair of thongs and a lace bra— which she would remove in due time. ) ㅤ

ㅤ ( not by any means. his company beside her was appreciated; her time in solitude often leaves her wanting... ) wonderful! lead the way, will you? i'm sure your shower can fit the two of us... ㅤ

ㅤ of course i think so, darby. consider it a compliment of the highest degree. ( she removes her arms from around his neck, letting her hands trickle along his chest before stopping at his abdomen. ) that being said. . . would you like to shower with me again? i could use your gentle hands. ㅤ

/ MY NOTIFS. HOLY MOLY

/ six... seven...

ㅤ my, aren't you a sweet one. ( a sultry chuckle escapes her lips, her arms now slinking around his neck in a playful little chokehold. ) i could just swallow you up, y'know... but that'd be rude of me. you're too cute to be a meal. ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ( * 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅. ) ㅤㅤ 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆. . . 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. ㅤ

ㅤ a little birdie told me that a certain /someone/ was thinking about little ol' me. ( she raises her chest up to allow him to raise his head, propping it up with a delicate grasp established by her hands. ) such a strange rumor, this birdie told me... ㅤ

ㅤ [ lo and behold, a wild beelzebub manifests from what seems to be thin air. boob-hatting the silly little guy while his head was down. ] ㅤ

Beelzebub Cake 🪰 #Helltaker

⠀⠀⠀ ( yaaaawn... ) ⠀⠀⠀

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑰'𝑴 𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑨 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑷𝑰𝑫 𝑺𝑯𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑲. . . ㅤ

she lets out a content trill; an indicator that he had been doing well. her hips sway to match the rhythm of his scrubs, but not in such an outward fashion that it'd be regarded as teasing... hopefully. " thank you. . . "

" the pleasure's mine. now, would you mind being a doll and helping me wash my back? " she turns around on her heel, handing him a loofah and a bottle of body wash. " i struggle to get a good reach back there. . . 💧"

" it's quite alright. i know my presence can be. . . overwhelming for some. " she reaches a solitary hand out to caress his profile, squishing his cheeks together with her thumb and index finger. " buuuut, you're cute. so i'm willing to let you get by with being a little intimidated. "

she welcomes darby in with a wave of her own, turning to face him with a cordial smile. " took you long enough. " she remarks with a chuckle, letting him step closer so that the water can run on him for a few moments. " make yourself comfortable, dear. the water's warm. "

by all means, he's welcome to take his time. she knows she can be a bit... /much/ to take in. especially for the eyes alone.

if he's gonna sneak that close, he may as well just join her. she's not opposed to having company by any means!

well, she knows all too well that he's a bit of a gazer. so she isn't gonna /stop/ him from staring.

don't mind her, she's simply... bathing.

@headboppinbimbo.bsky.social is a new muse of mine, shoot it a follow :>

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺𝒀 𝑩𝑬 𝑷𝑼𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵' 𝑰𝑻 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵 , ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑰'𝑴 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑺𝑻 '𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫 .ᐟ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑰 𝑻𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝒀'𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹- (𝑺𝑲𝑹𝑹𝑻.ᐟ), ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒀'𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑪𝑨𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑷 𝑴𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾 .ᐟ ㅤ

ass. :3

⠀ you missed me, i bet. ⠀

i live again

⠀ well, luckily for me, i can handle angels juuust fine. also, prettier? you trying to woo me or something? ( a playful smirk, before a finger reaches forward and boops him on the nose. ) you're cute. ⠀

⠀ " Well, it's all a matter of perspective. Do /you/ think I'm trying to swoon you? Or have you already been swooned, love? " A tender "boop" on the scientist's forehead follows. ⠀

⠀ better that it's a convenient first than a common occurrence. i am a rather rare commodity in a world rife with jesus freaks and whatever else you've got going on up there. it's not often that people willingly seek my company. ✨ ⠀

⠀ " speak of the devil, and she shall appear. " or whatever it is you humans say... ⠀

you're in luck, my lethargic friend. for, you see, all it takes is a flick of my wrist, aaand.. (pomf! her ass has grown rather large.)

being a demon comes with its perks, i suppose. i can accommodate to all manner of taste.

my apologies for such a long absence. hopefully this'll make up for it. :>

⠀ being in solitude tends to make a girl raaather needy... it was only natural that her response to such intimate touch was to be greedy about it. ⠀

⠀ oh, darling. you needn't resist. you are in the land of depravity, after all. [ spoken in a sultry, sing-song voice, she sways her hips to and fro before the man-- letting her flesh ripple about in resistance to her subtle movement. ] ⠀

⠀ she doesn't miss that praise, but she also doesn't let her get away with a "slight" push-- curving her hips upward to drive those fingers into her sopping cunt. if she was gonna take the reins, the bull was bound to rut around a bit. ⠀

⠀ well... being pathetic and whiny is cute, either way. gives her an excuse to be his guiding light through this. through any means she deems fit, of course-- be it utterances of praise, playful degradation, or warm, wet kisses along his tip. ⠀

⠀ she coos out in delight at the sensation of foreign appendages parting her folds, warm breath tracing along the other's folds in a brief shattering of focus. my, she's full of surprises! ⠀

⠀ she does love a whimpering, whining mess of a boy... it takes a special kind of confidence to make one's self appear so vulnerable and pathetic in that regard. ⠀

⠀ the spectral taste IS what she was referring to. ectoplasm tends to give off a sour taste for her-- which works in her favor, funnily enough, because she's an avid lover of all things sour. ⠀