Puppeteer: You sure? *puts my hands in my pockets*

X: *gasps and moans loudly, looking away a little*

Puppeteer: *stops and looks at him* You alive?

X: *pulls his head down, kissing him passionately and gripping his hair*

Puppeteer: So Anyways *looks around*

X: *wraps my legs around him, moaning louder with his movement* Cyro~!

Puppeteer: But Alexis took the worst of it. She developed feelings for him as time past, and when he was taken she just.. snapped. *shrugs* But I shouldn’t be making the air sad. So I’ll stop now

X: *leans my head back and moans loudly*

Puppeteer: You could say that... Poor boy was taken by Des as a young one and tortured and beat for every small mistake. We couldn’t get him as all samas were banned from her realm..

X: *gasps and tenses, lifting my legs a little* Shit~!!

Puppeteer: There’s only one other family member I know that wears clothes similar to me. His name is Creo.

X: *bites my lip and tilts my head*

Puppeteer: Miami really is nice. I would wear normal clothes but I prefer my long coat, jeans and boots.

Puppeteer: *smiles* Oh come on, I don’t even care *grabs his hand again and walks*

X: I don’t want to sound eager, even though I am..but. *blushes brighter and looks away* Can you just..go hard? ((Literally the best I could say X’D

Puppeteer: *blinks and laughs* What a reaction

X: *blushes and bites my lip* Cyro, can I ask something..~?

Puppeteer: *smiles and turns, walking to the door*

X: *chuckles and kisses back, gripping his arms gently*

Puppeteer: Hm. *stands* Wellllll. Park?