She/Her It/Its
Autistic IRL, please show me some patience!
Will change character frequently.
Her trying to apologise with the tip in her mouth was silly but shortlived. It was instead replaced by her sputtering and choking on the shaft completely taking her over. Her mouth was lovely! Nice and warm, soft, and wet. And her lips were nice and glossy, too.
Her trying to apologise with the tip in her mouth was silly but shortlived. It was instead replaced by her sputtering and choking on the shaft completely taking her over. Her mouth was lovely! Nice and warm, soft, and wet. And her lips were nice and glossy, too.
That little comment annoyed her. But, after she let out her little exploitive, she recognized the danger in making a fuss. She had to hope she didn't already get in trouble just for that. So, she immediately reached and put the tip in her mouth to try and compensate.
That little comment annoyed her. But, after she let out her little exploitive, she recognized the danger in making a fuss. She had to hope she didn't already get in trouble just for that. So, she immediately reached and put the tip in her mouth to try and compensate.
"Lead the way, nutjob. I wanna see what typa proof you can whip up for me."
"Lead the way, nutjob. I wanna see what typa proof you can whip up for me."
She rolled her eyes, but didn't pull her hands away.
She rolled her eyes, but didn't pull her hands away.
"I'M SORRY! I'M FUCKING– AAH!! SORRY!"
"I'M SORRY! I'M FUCKING– AAH!! SORRY!"
"Some fuckin' proof would be nice, for one. And don't mess with me while I work on shit! That could've been bad!"
"Some fuckin' proof would be nice, for one. And don't mess with me while I work on shit! That could've been bad!"
Seeing it was just Angie her attitude softened. Just a little bit! But still.
"I dunno what that fuckin' voice in your head was on about, I'm doing fine here."
She reached up with her wrench and got back to work. There was a loud screeching sound from the machine.
Seeing it was just Angie her attitude softened. Just a little bit! But still.
"I dunno what that fuckin' voice in your head was on about, I'm doing fine here."
She reached up with her wrench and got back to work. There was a loud screeching sound from the machine.
"You could've just asked– fuck!"
She yelled as she was suddenly shoved to the ground. Then– the whip collided. She let out a stupidly loud squeal and dropped, rolling in pain.
"You could've just asked– fuck!"
She yelled as she was suddenly shoved to the ground. Then– the whip collided. She let out a stupidly loud squeal and dropped, rolling in pain.
She continued to just whine and plead.
She continued to just whine and plead.
She exclaimed as her hair was yanked and she was suddenly forced to look up at the warframe. Any and all of her attitude had faded, she looked terrified!
"Umm– we can– make a deal! Sorry I yelled at you.. um.. I promise we can work something out!"
She exclaimed as her hair was yanked and she was suddenly forced to look up at the warframe. Any and all of her attitude had faded, she looked terrified!
"Umm– we can– make a deal! Sorry I yelled at you.. um.. I promise we can work something out!"
Then, did she back up all her verbal fight?
"AAAAAA!!"
Nope. She screamed louder than just about anything Koumei had ever seen.
Then, did she back up all her verbal fight?
"AAAAAA!!"
Nope. She screamed louder than just about anything Koumei had ever seen.
"Well? You gonna answer my question? Or just keep staring at me like a fuckin' moron? What. the. fuck. are. you. doing. here."
She clapped every word in her final sentence.
"Well? You gonna answer my question? Or just keep staring at me like a fuckin' moron? What. the. fuck. are. you. doing. here."
She clapped every word in her final sentence.