I SHALL AWAIT THESE PLANS INVOLVING BUTCH, DON'T THINK I WON'T.
Ohhh, and whadda beauty he is. ♥________< I VOTE FOR HIM, OBV OBV OBV. Blatantly channeling the climax of The Rocky Horror Picture Show where Dr. FF blates just ~DOMINATES and dances with everyone in a sexy mind-manipulating drag act.
ALSO ALSO ALSO, GUESS WHAT THIS IS AN EXTRACT OF. OMG, SRSLY. SNIPPET B'CAUSE YOU'RE YOU:
Butch shrugs as noncommittally as the hippo suit will allow, smirking up at her. “Not really. You’re just pretty much at the bottom of the list of things I’d like to stick my dick into.”
Buttercup makes an exaggerated Ugh sound, dropping back to the floor to look him in the eye. “Trust me, there is no one more glad of that fact than me.” Her eyes sweep over him and he is all too aware of his sweaty face, chapped lips and goddamn motherfucking hippo suit. “Can’t really blame me though, it doesn’t look like I’m missing out on much.”
His giant hippo paw lashes out, catching her by the front of her shirt and dragging her until her forehead bumps against his big fat hippo snout. He breathes wetly against her, eyes roving across her face and down her chest. “Buttercup, baby,” he purrs, sounding heated and bone-chilling at the same time. “You have no idea what you’re missing out on.” He releases her, then. Shoves her away from him so hard she has to push off the ground so as not to crash into a nearby goldfish stall.
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Ohhh, and whadda beauty he is. ♥________< I VOTE FOR HIM, OBV OBV OBV. Blatantly channeling the climax of The Rocky Horror Picture Show where Dr. FF blates just ~DOMINATES and dances with everyone in a sexy mind-manipulating drag act.
ALSO ALSO ALSO, GUESS WHAT THIS IS AN EXTRACT OF. OMG, SRSLY. SNIPPET B'CAUSE YOU'RE YOU:
Butch shrugs as noncommittally as the hippo suit will allow, smirking up at her. “Not really. You’re just pretty much at the bottom of the list of things I’d like to stick my dick into.”
Buttercup makes an exaggerated Ugh sound, dropping back to the floor to look him in the eye. “Trust me, there is no one more glad of that fact than me.” Her eyes sweep over him and he is all too aware of his sweaty face, chapped lips and goddamn motherfucking hippo suit. “Can’t really blame me though, it doesn’t look like I’m missing out on much.”
His giant hippo paw lashes out, catching her by the front of her shirt and dragging her until her forehead bumps against his big fat hippo snout. He breathes wetly against her, eyes roving across her face and down her chest. “Buttercup, baby,” he purrs, sounding heated and bone-chilling at the same time. “You have no idea what you’re missing out on.” He releases her, then. Shoves her away from him so hard she has to push off the ground so as not to crash into a nearby goldfish stall.