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Send my muse “☛” for their reaction of your muse walking in on mine masturbating.

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>Hot damn. Your throat and mouth both go dry and you kind of just. Stare. Frozen. Your wings even puff back into existence with the shock that runs through you. Holy shit. Holy shit that’s hot what the hell. Are you turned on by this-?

> Your eyes meet with the stranger’s, and for a moment you can’t quite find it in you to move. Eventually you do, slowly shifting to close your legs again, almost like a startled animal, as you try to cover yourself. Crimson is still dripping down your legs, however, making it extremely difficult to even pretend to be nonchalant. 

“Um….. hi.”


»You just rambling. Apologies and everything else. Too bad it all comes out as a mumble. You manage to find some clarity though.

“Maybe you should, um. Move to a different stall. If you’re going to keep going. Unless you just want me to, ah. Stand here and keep the door shut.”

“…I think I’m just g9nna. St9p. T9 6e p9lite and whatever…”

> You’re surprisingly embarrassed. Usually you wouldn’t care at all that you’d been caught, but right now? It was almost mortifying. That is until, of course, you come up with a rather brave idea.

“…9r. 9r, y9u c9uld c9me j9in me…~?”


“I.. I shouldn’t.. You’re.. I don’t know if it’d be safe. The door didn’t lock before.. Unless you did that on purpose..?”

»Gosh, you’re flustered. —You move to shuffle into the stall and lean on the door to keep it shut because holy shit those are footsteps.

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    > As your bulge slips into him, you remove his hand and kiss him passionately to silence him as you grind against him....