Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190217233917

And again...the poor lad was poorly prepared for a 'unprecedented act'. One that now happened in a pair, reminding him of the surprisingly enthralling powers of a monster in the most basic of acts.

He tumbles backward, trying to regain his composure...and failing, almost dizzy. Clearing his throat, he dismisses the thought "I-I think that was your end, not mine..." His cheeks, devoid of said mask he used to hide himself, were are red as a ghost pepper and as heated. Were they near a water pond, he'd likely seek to 'cool' down with a face plunge.