Roman Can Be And Is Spiteful Enough To Ruin Somebodys Orgasm If He Feels They Deserve It Somehow. Hell

Roman can be and is spiteful enough to ruin somebody’s orgasm if he feels they deserve it somehow. He’ll even go as far as building it up, making the experience utterly phenomenal and then... nothing, getting up and leaving the room without a word. 

Slightly sinday related; can you still kiss? You know, with the mask and all? What about going down? Or are you a guy that doesn't do that anyway

“I’ve tried. Believe me I have, but kissing just ain’t the same as it used to be before the mask became permanent. Take a closer look and you’ll see why,” Roman says, bringing his fingers up to where his lips used to be. They were still there somewhat but just barely, now overshadowed by rows of exposed teeth that gleamed wickedly against the burnt matter which now consisted of his flesh. "It takes effort but I can still manage. Wouldn’t be able to speak properly otherwise so now you know the truth. Going down on somebody? Don’t think a mask can keep this tongue from working miracles...” he continues with a chuckle, eyes hooded over with dark lust. Roman could have scoffed. Any guy who wouldn’t go down on his partner was nothing but a failure in his eyes, either stupid or incompetent. ”My kissing game isn’t as good as it was but there’s nothing wrong with my mouth. Going down on my partner is as fun as it gets, especially when it comes to the ladies. It’s not hard to find the most sensitive part of their body and if a man still can’t or won’t do it, throw the chump back! Life’s too short for shitty sex, girls.”

Breeding kink?

“What, like knocking somebody up? It’s not something I can actually do but you know what... I don’t hate the idea.” Roman says with a laugh before shaking his head. “So long as I’m not the one it’s happening to, mind you, but if I had a steady girlfriend willing to play along then it could be a kinky roleplay to try out sometime, even if we both know I can’t really be a daddy. That’s the sad downside about fantasy, it just ain’t happening no matter how much you’d like it to.”

LITERALLY FORGOT TODAY WAS HALLOWEEN, for shame for shame. Lucky Roman’s got ahold of a nice costume...

"Hot Wax or Knifeplay?"

Let’s Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

“Knifeplay.” Roman almost purrs as he says the word, fingers tensing instinctively as though wishing he had one right now. “Hot wax is cute and all but it just doesn’t do it for me. It’s so... so lacking, unless somebody’s skin is ridiculously sensitive to sudden temperature changes. Knives though? Now those are much more to my liking. Feeling the edge of a cold blade, trailing the point softly over your lover’s skin while they shiver underneath it’s touch is a feeling that can’t be beat.” He sighs almost lovingly, clearly reminiscing on a few past experiences before pulling himself back to reality. “Don’t get me wrong. I know the difference between a torture chamber and the bedroom, which is precisely what makes the latter so fun if my partner’s able to trust me on this. I know how to avoid hurting someone and where exactly not to cut, how deep is too deep and when to draw the line between pleasure and pain. And don’t worry; the blades I keep in the torture chamber are never used on my actual playmates.”

Well shit, got another job and I’m starting on Wednesday. Another temporary one but it’s for a couple of months over Christmas and they said I’m going to be busy.