well devour him of course, but she allows herself a moment of reveling in how cute he is. honestly. HONESTLY!!]
You flatter me, Vivi. But with that squared away...
[There's a knock at her door.]
Come in.
[Various men start to filter into her large office--people Levity will recognise as their coworkers. Each of them is more attractive than the last no matter the order you pu them in and they all have eyes only for Levity.
Hungry eyes.]
I'm looking forward to our date, but there is something I wanted to mention before I let you go, Vivi.
[Instead of explaining, the lights in her office dim and a large holographic image takes form. It's Levity wrapped in some plant tendrils. Smaller ones are wrapped around his cock and pump him, others tease his nipples, his shirt pushed up enough to reveal them, pert with his arousal. His face is red and wanton as his hips bounce on a thick, slick tendril, that seems only too happy to fuck him. Lily lets everything play out, and his moans and whimpers fill the office. He moves faster, desperate, clearly about to reach his peak--and then does with a scream and his head thrown back. Hot streams of come splash on the plant and against his abdomen, there's just so very much of it.
For all to see, for all to hear.
His glasses are askew and his braid nearly undone, the rest of his hair disheveled as he tries to catch his breath. The feed plays for a few moments more before Lily doesn't end, but freezes the frame.
She laces her fingers together and rests them against her chin, her eyes intent upon Levity, an eyebrow raised.]
It seems you had some of your own tests to carry out.
no subject
well devour him of course, but she allows herself a moment of reveling in how cute he is. honestly. HONESTLY!!]
You flatter me, Vivi. But with that squared away...
[There's a knock at her door.]
Come in.
[Various men start to filter into her large office--people Levity will recognise as their coworkers. Each of them is more attractive than the last no matter the order you pu them in and they all have eyes only for Levity.
Hungry eyes.]
I'm looking forward to our date, but there is something I wanted to mention before I let you go, Vivi.
[Instead of explaining, the lights in her office dim and a large holographic image takes form. It's Levity wrapped in some plant tendrils. Smaller ones are wrapped around his cock and pump him, others tease his nipples, his shirt pushed up enough to reveal them, pert with his arousal. His face is red and wanton as his hips bounce on a thick, slick tendril, that seems only too happy to fuck him. Lily lets everything play out, and his moans and whimpers fill the office. He moves faster, desperate, clearly about to reach his peak--and then does with a scream and his head thrown back. Hot streams of come splash on the plant and against his abdomen, there's just so very much of it.
For all to see, for all to hear.
His glasses are askew and his braid nearly undone, the rest of his hair disheveled as he tries to catch his breath. The feed plays for a few moments more before Lily doesn't end, but freezes the frame.
She laces her fingers together and rests them against her chin, her eyes intent upon Levity, an eyebrow raised.]
It seems you had some of your own tests to carry out.