Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200922224639

Lance: “The only prepping you all should be doing is the pre-game ritual. It’s obvious you three are smitten with each other, I got an eye for these things. So I see no reason to drag out the inevitable. You three should just bed down already, give into a night of spontaneous desire and let your feelings take over. You’ll all feel better afterwards.” Cyndwella folds her arms.

“So pardon me for for playing matchmaker, but I’m giving Lance that push he needs to pull the stick out of his dumper. The sooner he drains his balls inside ya, the sooner he’ll stop being a tree stump. Like Marcus was before he met me. Now, Schmoopy is a top tier Incubus and way less of a turd monger. Not to mention he’s become a hornball sense then....” Cyndwella taps her finger to her chin in a quizzical fashion.

“Hmmmmm, just like your boy toy I’m tempted to show you what Marcus is doing to Hex right now. That’d get ya in the mood for bumping fuzzies. Though I don’t think Marcus would appreciate it.... Eh, he’d get over it! You wanna see?!” Cyndwella claps her hands excitedly.