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🍆👄🤪 (for soryn!)

🍆how do they feel about toys? do they have any? what’s their favorite? do they use them with partners?

soryn loves toys! generally for themself they'll just use their fingers or maybe like, a bullet vibe if their fingers aren't quite satisfying enough. i think their favorites would have to be strap-ons (and just about any dildo that'll fit a harness), bullet vibes, and sometimes vibrating dildos. they do, yes! soryn likes sometimes surprising their partner with the toys they have and they'll also let their partner use toys on them!

👄do they prefer oral or penetrative sex more?

i'd have to say soryn enjoys both! i can't say they have a real preference tbh? either giving or receiving, i think in the end it depends on what they or their partner wants at that given moment in time!

🤪what’s the wildest place they’ve ever done something sexual?

hmm.... maybe the back of a movie theater? sure, they know there are security cameras there but sometimes spicy scenes in movies get them feeling a certain kind of way

↕️🛏️💦 (for aggie!)

↕️are they a sub, dom, or switch? top, bottom, or switch?

honestly? that kind of depends on her mood and how confident she's feeling at that moment. she's definitely not a dom, hardly a top (exept with her wife in her main verse), so more of a switch? honestly more of a bottom and a sub tbh. she mostly prefers when the person she's with knows what they're doing and can take control and have confidence in what they're doing.

🛏️what’s their favorite position?

agatha does enjoy missionary! bonus points if you make her watch you thrust a strap-on/cock into her uwu. i think she doesn't really have a favorite, though. she just kinda enjoys whatever position her partner wants her to take, so long as it's not something uncomfortable lol

💦what’s their immediate post-orgasm reaction?

generally agatha kind of just. lays there to catch her breath gfjsdhfg and then she'll either immediately curl up next to her partner if/when they lay down next to her or she'll suggest a shower, then cuddling/whatever the two might like to do post-sex!

CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. (from mali, for soryn — mali has a smol bunny ajdbsjs)

soryn stares down at the rabbit huddled on their doorstep. how... how on earth did it get over here? did one of the other residents in the building have a pet rabbit? " well, hello there. " they chuckle softly, squatting down. can't let daisy get anywhere near her, can they? they let the rabbit sniff their fingers as they hold their hand out to it. " it is okay, little one. you can trust me. " they smile and their other hand reaches out, fingers gently stroking the top of its head. as it moves onto their hand, soryn holds it close against their chest.

" we must find your owner, hm? it would not be good to— " they hear footsteps ascending the stairs now and glance over the railing as the person comes within view. " ah, this just might be your owner now. is it yours? the poor little thing was just sitting there on my doorstep. " soryn chuckles, a smile forming on their lips as they continue to gently pet the rabbit.

❛  you have nothing to worry about.  ❜ (from mali, for aggie!)

" i-i think you know by now that w-when i'm told not to— t-to w-worry, i worry anyway. " it's already clear how she's feeling by the look on her face and her hesitance to release mali's hands. agatha looks pleadingly up at her now, squeezing her hands. " j-just... drive safe, o-okay? a-and text me the moment you get there. promise me that, p-please? "

❛  when will you come back here?  ❜ (from yuna, for soryn!)

it was there again, that overwhelming homesickness. it just doesn't go away, does it? not really, at least. they'll be fine for a while, and then it starts creeping up on soryn again, and then they have to visit hell for a little while. " i do not know, perhaps in a week, maybe two. " they tell yuna, their voice soft as they hold her hands, giving them a gentle squeeze. " i will be back, though, i can tell you that much. " the corners of their mouth lift up in a small smile as they gaze down at her, leaning in to kiss her forehead. " take care of yourself, okay? i love you, yuna. i love you very much. "

❛  i wish you'd told me sooner. you need me and i ... i'm so sorry. ❜ (from lou, for aggie!)

agatha's gaze lowers and she turns her head away slightly as she fidgets with a button on her sweater. " i-it's not your fault, lou. " she whispers, shaking her head a little. " i'm used to... t-to pushing through things alone. i-i'm used to suffering alone. even when... w-when i want to— t-to reach out, i just can't. i always manage to convince myself that you o-or a-anyone else could want to keep me company, e-even when i want that company s-s-so b-bad. " tears well in the faeries' eyes and she turns away more to wipe them away, exhaling a shaky breath. " i-i w-wanted your company so bad, lou, but i... i-i didn't want to bother you, i didn't want to— to t-tale up your time. " she looks back up at lou, her eyes shiny with more tears. " so i-i just did what i usually do: i-i didn't come to you. "

❛  do you mind if i use you as a pillow?  ❜ (from lou, for soryn!)

soryn's gaze flickers from the movie on the television to lou, a gentle smile forming on his lips. " not at all. come here. i will even grab the blanket from the back of the couch here. " he does so and drapes an arm around her shoulders, holding her close against his side, letting her rest her head against him. the demon drapes the blanket over them both and looks to lou with a gentle smile, rubbing her arm before tilting his head down to kiss her temple. " there, i hope you are comfortable. "

PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. (for aggie, from yuna!)

" you say you don't need me to win something for you, but it's not going to stop me from wanting to win something. " agatha tells her with a soft giggle, giving yuna's hand a little squeeze as they walk through the row of games. she is looking for what seems to her to be the easiest game to win something from, and she even sees the exact prize she'd love to win for yuna: a fuzzy brown teddy bear with the cutest face! agatha kisses yuna's cheek and hurries over to the booth. it takes a few rounds of playing the game, but she eventually manages to win the teddy bear for her, returning to yuna with a big, proud grin on her face as she holds out her prize. " i wanted to win something for you and i did! "

❛  if we were alone right now, what would you do to me?  ❜ (Matteo, for Aggie! Sorry he’s being so mean 😭)

his question makes her breath hitch in her throat, her gaze flickering up to his after the words leave his mouth. she feels heat rise to her features and she swallows, her heart fluttering against her ribs. " i— i-i don't know, father. " she whispers and it's a lie. agatha knows what she would do, she's seen it in her dreams, she's seen it in her mind when it wanders. she always assumed that was all where it would stay: in her mind. it's for her eyes only, after all. there... there's no way she has any chance of anything with father matteo. nothing outside of friendship, at least. agatha would be fine with that if she didn't have feelings for him, and if not for the things he has said, the glances cast in her direction, she would've assumed he saw her only as a friend, too.

the faerie glances away, fidgeting, picking at a loose thread dangling from the strap of her denim bag. " i—... " she swallows again and dares to look back up at father matteo. " i-i would reach up a-and grab a fistful of your shirt and i— i-i'd p-pull you down and kiss you. m-my other hand w-would come up and cup your jaw as i p-pulled you closer s-s-so o-our bodies are touching, then i-i'd take your hand and— a-and i'd guide it to w-where i wanted you to t-touch me. i-i'd ask you to sit and i'd climb onto your lap, a-and... " agatha may seem innocent, but her thoughts regarding him are the complete opposite. with how close he is, can he hear how much and how hard her heart pounds against her ribs. can he feel the heat radiating off of her body? " ...and i'm n-not s-sure i can continue, father. "

STORM : for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. (from matteo, for aggie!)

it was nice, being able to hang out with father matteo during their free time. after grabbing coffee from the nearest cafe and a bite to eat from the bakery, she was accompanying him back to the church. " i-i really like doing this with you, f-father matteo. it— i-it's really nice. " agatha smiles up at him. in her opinion, any time she could spend with him was good time. she's... yeah, she's got it that bad for him. she's got it so bad today that she didn't notice the dark clouds gathering above them during their walk. there were no distant rumbles of thunder, there was no warning drizzle, it just began to pour like there was no tomorrow. only then did the thunder and lightning start and the two were running through the rain, getting back to the church.

they stand under the awning and she can't help but laugh, heading inside with father matteo when he gets the door open. " jeez, i-i'm completely s-s-soaked through! " how embarrassing. she can't even go out to her car since she left it parked on the street by the flower shop so she could walk here instead of drive. it'd been a nice enough day for that, until now. " oh, i-i'm s-so sorry. if i knew it w-was going to rain, i-i-i w-would've brought an umbrella. a-at least we could've shared it. " agatha giggles, her cheeks flushing in mild embarrassment. she looks up at father matteo, rainwater dripping from her hair and down her face.

" i, um, i-i d-don't suppose you have any t-towels here? and— a-and m-maybe something i could change into? "

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜ (from matteo, for agatha!)

" no, i-i know, but it— i-it m-must be difficult, l-losing o-one of your parishioners. " as many times as she's been here, delivering flowers for decoration, weddings, funerals, et cetera, she knows that particular man had been coming here for a few decades. " i imagine it t-to f-feel like losing a friend o-or family member. " agatha says, smiling sadly at the father as she places a bouquet of white lilies in a vase, setting it near the casket. with the funeral being held here, of course she offered to provide the flowers for it.

she steps back and gives a firm nod. " i-i think this looks beautiful, a-and i think the family will love it. " looking back at the father, her smile grows a little. " d-d-don't you, father matteo? "

she straightens up now when he lets go of her, nervously clearing her throat as she adjusts the weight of the flowers in her arms. father matteo's words make her breath hitch right at the moment they reach her ears. w-well— of course he'd always be there for her, he always has since they befriended each other, but the way he says it... gods, it makes her heart flutter. jeez, she'll start looking like some lovesick idiot if she doesn't reign herself in. agatha smiles and gives a quick nod. " o-of course, i-i-i know that! we're good friends, a-after all, a-a-and— and you know i'd extend the s-same c-courtesy to you, father matteo. "

the faerie watches as he bends forward to inspect the flowers. she feels it again, her breath hitches as his hands close around hers as well as the lily stems. it makes her face grow warm. " oh, i— w-well, th-they're not super heavy for me. " being a faerie, she's always been a little stronger in the physical sense. stronger at least than the average human, but by no means anywhere around being totally inhumanly strong. just a little, but it's one of those things she brushes off and is modest about. still, agatha lets the father take about half of them from her. her smile grows and she gives a nod. " i-i'd l-love that very m-much, father matteo. "

@metrictita / cont. from here.

¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch (from matteo, for aggie! maybe he was working on some paperwork & she was helping out? i feel like he'd have a small office in the church so 👀)

reasons for there to be only one bed. / accepting!

admittedly, while it's not something she ever found herself wondering about until now, agatha didn't realize there was so much paperwork involved with a church. she wasn't a religious woman by any means, so that's why it never crossed her mind, but still, she was more than happy to help father matteo when he seems a bit overwhelmed by it all. agatha was familiar enough with paperwork for the flower shop as she'd filled out enough of it in her boss' stead, but all the father really needed help with was organization so everything didn't become a mess as he pushed through it all.

agatha keeps it all in neat, organized piles, some being placed in folders for the file drawers behind him, some being placed in envelopes to be mailed out. it takes quite a bit of time to make a significant dent in his paperwork, as well as plenty of coffee, but after a while, both were simply too tired to go on. agatha's lidded gaze flickers up to the clock on the wall. five minutes to midnight. boy, they have been working on this a while, huh? she'll admit, though, even she's guilty of letting paperwork build up.

she leans back in the chair, stretching her arms above her head as she yawns yet again. agatha's eyes water and she rubs them before sitting straight in the chair. she should definitely go home, but with how exhausted she is, she's not sure that'd be a good idea. it seems father matteo is in agreement with her as he finally puts his pen down, stands and stretches, and offers his hand out to her as he nods his head toward the one, single couch in the office. agatha imagines he's taken many a nap on that couch, so it wouldn't be beyond him to do so again.

but it wouldn't be any sleep he gets alone. agatha would protest and say he doesn't have to let her sleep there with him, she would make some comment that she can totally drive home, it'll be okay and she totally won't fall asleep behind the wheel, but she's just too exhausted. she nods and takes his hand as she stands as well, letting father matteo lead her to the couch. it may not be a bed but it certainly looks as inviting as one, more so as he lays on his side with his back pressed to the back cushions. father matteo taking the blanket and draping it over himself, then holding it up over the free space is all the convincing agatha really needs to lay down beside him, their heads resting on one of the decorative pillows.

as he drapes the blanket over her, she snuggles closer, laying almost against the father. agatha feels his arm around her; just so she doesn't roll off of the couch during the night, she tells herself. nothing more than that, most likely, even if she wants it to be more. she gazes into his eyes, feeling as though she could lose herself in that deep sea of maroon. she would be content with losing herself in father matteo.

a sleepy smile forms on agatha's lips, feeling her exhaustion take more and more of a hold on her. " g-good night, father matteo. sweet dreams. "

"you seriously don’t believe me ?" (from luka, for agatha!)

" um... w-well... " agatha rubs her neck, leaning back against her broken down car. she smiles sheepishly up at him. " no? i-i-i mean, i-if y-you're here, surely there are o-other people around right? i-i mean, i can't— i-i c-can't be s-stranded in the middle of nowhere with n-no one who can possibly help me. " why did this have to happen? all agatha wanted to do was go on a road trip! it doesn't make sense for there to be no one else here.

agatha takes out her phone again. still no service. she groans. she can't even call for a tow truck or anything! she sighs heavily, stuffing her phone back into her pocket before massaging her temples. " come on, th-there h-has to be something i can do to— t-to g-get out of here. "

"hey … did you hear that ?" (from jovie, for agatha!)

okay, so maybe wandering through some abandoned building at night was not a good idea. it was jovie's fault for making it sound so appealing! now the faerie has an iron grip on the other's jacket sleeve and has not let go since they entered the building. she wasn't just afraid, she also didn't want to lose sight of her companion. she didn't want to possibly make her uncomfortable by making them hold hands, so she opted for the hold on her sleeve. it just makes agatha feel better this way.

that was, until the strange sound they both very clearly heard when they perked up at the same time, looking in the same direction it came from.

" i-i did, yeah... " the last word leaves her lips in a slight whine, her hold on jovie's sleeve tightening, her knuckles turning even whiter. agatha inches closer toward her, almost right up against her. now she definitely feels afraid. " c-come on, jovie, i-i-i— i think w-we should go. "

"how long have you been standing there ?" (from jovie, for soryn!)

soryn wasn't really one for gyms, it's not like they feel a need to keep up their figure or anything, but it was nice to work out when they needed to pass some time. even with their work, they can end up with a lot of free time on their hands. the gym was something new to fill that time with.

after getting off the treadmill, they take out their headphones and wrap the cord around their phone. glancing over, soryn sees another woman not far from them on one of the other treadmills. they've seen her here a few times before today and sometimes caught themself staring. she was very beautiful, even while working up a sweat. there was something to her, too. something not human, but what it is, soryn can't put a finger on it. it entices them, though, making them want to approach. it's not like they can come right out and say, 'hey, i don't think you're human. what are you?' that would be... strange and unsettling and soryn doesn't want anyone to think they're a creep.

her voice quickly pulls the demon out of their thoughts. they blink once, twice. " what? " the woman's question finally registers and they smile sheepishly. " uh, sorry, a few minutes, i guess. i just got lost in thought suddenly. " they chuckle, rubbing their neck. jeez, do they already seem like a creep? soryn hopes not. " you've come here before, haven't you? i've seen you once or twice i think. " there's more confidence in their smile now as they gaze down at her. " i'm soryn. soryn marwood. i just started coming here recently. wanted some way to pass the free time i've got, so i decided to get a gym membership. "