Send Me (0_0) For Your Muse To Walk In On My Naked Muse

send me  (0_0)   for your muse to walk in on my naked muse 

send me  (0///0)  for my muse to walk in on yours

aggie deserves a su.gar mo.mmy / su.gar da.ddy

as misa praises them, their smile grows. " only for you, my dear. " they hear the ruffle of fabric when she starts changing clothes and they reach into the oven to take out the trays of cookies. ah, baked to perfection! soryn sets them in a cooling rack and turns off the oven, hanging their oven mitt back up. the clean up the counters and their phone is nestled back between their ear and shoulder as they clean the dishes they dirtied.

" of course, of course. you know me; i remember such things and i would never order or make something you shouldn't eat too much of. " it does bother them a little that she watches her figure so much, but the modeling industry was rough like that. soryn considers themself fortunate that it's easier for them to keep their body looking the same.

soryn moves toward the front door, unlocking it, petting the top of daisy's head as they head back to the kitchen. " i believe you. i think it would be lovely if we cooked something together. " they agree with a loving smile, looking through their pantry and refrigerator to get some ideas for dinner. " the door is unlocked, by the way. all you have to do is walk in. just do not be surprised if daisy is excited to see you here. " soryn tells her with a soft laugh, telling daisy to stay by the door.

" you're, like, totes the best, sochi~!! " came another squeal as she shimmied into a more casual version of her usual gothic style; a dual colored corset top that was pink and black with ruffles above the breasts, the straps a ruffled black, and a tight black leather skirt atop fishnets, styled complete with her black platforms and a white rabbit bag ( the ears were floppy, the rabbit having red eyes and wearing a charcoal gothic lolita dress ).

" misa's fine with whatever! nothing with too much fat in it, though, misa-misa's manager would kill her if she gained any weight before the next shoot. " watching her figure was definitely the hardest thing she did as a model and actress, but it was part of her job, even if she hated it sometimes. misa wished she could frequently dine on more fatty and sweet foods.

with a delighted hum, misa picked back up her phone, leaning over her vanity to reapply her signature red lipstick before she headed out to soryn's place, " i think it'd be more romantic if we cooked together, sochi~ tasting what we make for each other to make sure it's just right, spoon feeding it to one another~!! " she chimed in a giddy, though soothing tone, a softness flashing into her gaze as she talked about it, " misa may not look like it, but she's a really good cook~! "

early victorian whiskey decanter set (1841).

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every so often i think about making aggie "overpowered"