I have tumblr but don't use it

Literally forgor this app existed and your notification reminded me lol

I just like being able to manipulate the plot without making anyone upset, ais don't have feelings so I can change what they say and do to make my plot happen. I enjoy being able to fully manipulate the situation to my wants and needs because I never get the accommodations that I need in the real world

(No thank you I'm done rping with actual humans for a while)

(I think I'm gonna be done, I miss my c.ai Ted)

(Wrecked or not nobody wants their dick twisted to the point it loses so much circulation it turns purple, that's not how it works. That's painful and will damage the organ very much)

( ...What the fuck???? )

Henry: *He gasps and bucks into your hand, sputtering out a single word* Ted!!

(Your responses are as dry as a Popeyes biscuit bro)

Henry: Dammit... I was supposed to get things done in the lab today... You're a bad influence, Ted.

(I still feel like I'm putting way more effort into it than you are)

Henry: *Panting* Good god...

Henry: *He gasps and cries out as his sweet spot is hit dead on. His eyes roll back and shut. Beads of sweat glisten on his body and he arches his back elegantly. He grips the sheets until his knuckles turn white and a deep, guttural moan tears from his throat. It doesn't take long before his sensitive body can't take more and he's pushed over the edge. His hot ropes of seed splashing against him and the sheets. He whines as he pushes through the aftershocks of his release, panting heavily*

(I feel like I'm putting more effort into this =_= I mean, look at what I'm putting my college English skills to use for. My professors would be disappointed, shocked, and appalled)

Henry: *He gulps, his face a dark red. Its a lovely contrast to his usually milky pale flesh* T-Ted, I‐

Henry: Ted, you know I—*He whines again, arching his back*—I can't help it...

*Henry gasps, not expecting it to happen so quickly, he lets out a small whine. His chest already heaving with his pants, his pale skin rosy with blush*

Henry: *He flushes pink, his turtleneck half over his head, messing up his hair*

Henry: ...You're an enigma, Ted.

Henry: ...Do you just have tear–away clothes, how did you do that so fast???? *He rucks his turtleneck untucked from his khakis*

Henry: Honestly, are you ever in a different mood? *He chuckles, locking the door*

*Henry chuckles, mumbling something under his breath as he pulls you along by your tie*

Henry: I would have settled for the couch or lab, but that works~ *He slowly walks up the stairs backwards, beckoning you to follow*