𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋, 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅.

ᅠ ᅠᅠaww , ya sure ? I could slip a finger or two inside instead ,, pat , pat , pat ... ~ ᅠ

ㅤ giving her pussy pats whome calling her a good girl . ㅤmight even rub her ears or something .. 🐰 ㅤ

ᅠ should've swapped lanes , mutt . trust me .. this isnt pleasant for me either . you smell like an old bar that was lit on fire then put out with piss . BUY DISPELL MAGIC !!!!

ᅠ because you're the bigger target . now take all their fire while I bag them .

ᅠ its giving away our position you smelly dog . buy dispell magic or something . 💢

“ Good girl. . . “ She tips the bottle down, letting it flow down into the others mouth. Jiko unzips her pants and slides them off with her other hand, letting that boxer stretching cock breathe a little more. “ Everyone’s watching but. . .i think that’s hot as shit. “

“ Fuck! Please?! I want you to text me after you’ve worked up a sweat and let me clean you with my tongue. I’m getting so hard thinking about it. . . “ Jiko sits up, straddling Silver. She pops open another bottle and holds it over her mouth. “ Say ahh~ “

Jiko grins, letting her long, neon blue tongue roll out a little. She kisses Silver again while pushing her down onto the seat. Her bulge presses against the werewolf’s crotch, subtly grinding against it. “ The feeling’s mutual. . . Just your smell alone makes me wanna rough+

She moves to sit next to Silver, putting a hand on her thigh. She rubs it up and down as she grabs the bottle and pours a little on her neck. Jiko licks and bites it, moaning softly into her ear. “ I bet you fuck as good as you smell. “ She takes a swig from the bottle and+

Jiko rolls her eyes as she snags a bottle. “ Don’t give me that bullshit. I can handle it. “ She pops the top and downs it in about six seconds. “ Fuck that’s good. . . I wouldn’t mind pouring some of it on you and licking it up, hehe~ “

“ Never seen a more beautiful sight huh? “ She chuckles and pushes a bottle towards her. “ Drink up. I’m excited to hear what you wanna do to me~ “

A soft blue blush creeps along her cheeks as she bites her lip. She takes a step closer, lips inches from each other. “ Oh, I like you. “ Jiko steals a quick kiss from her before darting into the bar and snagging them a booth with about five bottles of whiskey.

“ You won’t have to. I always make good on my promises. Now, you want to get shitfaced here and fuck, or we just take the bottles back to my place? “ Stepping close to her. Close enough she can take small whiffs of her scent that send shivers up her spine.

. . .I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you later, pup. leading her to the nearest bar.

Oh yeah? You can tell me all about them over a few bottles of whiskey. My treat.

Yeah? Why’s that?