Seasons: IC Contact/Overflow

[kerontribution]

"This is Oryou. Leave a message."

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Action; this is gonna get nsfw fast

[colchismagecraft]

Wretched cur... I should curse that pesky salesman...

[Medea sure sounded in a foul mood when she arrived back home- although the flushed cheeks and restless expression told a rather different story. Three guesses who accidentally sampled the horny ice cream-]

bless

[kerontribution]

Do you need Oryou to bite someone?

[Oryou floats out of her room and looks Medea over. Not hurt, so that's a good start. Horny?]

I'm not a million years late

[colchismagecraft]

Of course I do! That- that- wretched man-

[...But nope, before she could even finish that thought, her mind was just immediately going to suggestive thoughts of Oryou leaving love-bites all over her. Or eating her out. Or-

This wasn't helping...!]

Ngh- on second thought, no, I- stay here.

never

[kerontribution]

Oryou will stay. Do you need Oryou's healing kisses?

[She's just trying to be helpful.]

Oryou's so good to her

[colchismagecraft]

[Oh, that blush is only getting redder- no pure thoughts here.]

Yes- no- please.

[Squirms- closing the distance to stroke Oryou's cheek.

Even if she wasn’t hurt, the affection was very much wanted.]

she loev

[kerontribution]

[She doesn't have to ask twice! Oryou cups Medea's face in her hands and gives her a long, deep, thorough kiss. Cures what ails you!]