Those hips. One of the many parts about Sammi that infatuated Jonathan, although he was also obsessed with the whole. That is to say, Sammi. "You know I always need to step things up."
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Jonathan's body wastes no time giving the feline what they want: Warmth rested under their palm as Jonathan began to harden, his pants preventing his rod from gaining any sort of verticality. "Every day I would see a bench and think about our days in the park. Such wonderful days, those."
"I've lost a bit of my edge without you around. A bit of my public tendencies too." A kiss for the feline along with a grope of their thigh.
Jonathan could care less about the smell. He loved Sammi's scent, down to the last PPM. "I've missed you."
Sighing as he tries to get a peek at Adams face. "I suppose you never truly do, but why would I be out to belittle you?"
β β β β β β WELL. yβnever KNOW... β harumph! turning on his side with his arms crossed. π’
"You're vocal, ten feet tall, and accented with gold." He's looking at him with a bit of sincerity and concern now. "So yes. it's a compliment."
β β β β β shooting him a glare, a big pout on his lips. β -- that a compliment or a fat joke? β
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"Who says you can't be of use here? I'm sure you'll find SOMETHING. Or, rather, something will find you." "You are rather hard to miss."
β β β β β β ugh. boring... i can kinda relate, though. i guess. β rolling his eyes, crossing one leg over the other. β i was more useful in heaven than i am here. β
"Like? I've grown fond of being useful." Tapping his claws in sync with Adam against his chair, trying to match the exact tone.
β β β β β β maan, youβre weird, β tip tapping his claws together, blinking one eye after the other. β so what, do you really like this sorta shit? β
He never knew that after death he could feel his heart beating, but of course, he had never been dead before. Anxiety? Excitement? Who knows. "Of course, my liege."
β β β β β β whaddya mean? iβm just π«ππ₯ππ±π’π§π -- ainβt nothinβ to it. β adam stretches himself across his lap, mindful of his horns. hmhmhmm ~ βͺ
Although Adam is usually this....confident, something seems incredibly off. "What are you plotting, liege?"
β β β β β loounging. heβs got a big dumb grin on his face.
Trying his hardest to be the best throne he can be.
β β β β β plopping his FINE ASS in your lap. get crushed, loser. π€
"For most of my waking life, I was a soldier. Eventually, the need for men like me was supplanted by armored vehicles, and I slipped into a life of peace and comfort." Eyes track Adam like a predator would prey. "So yes."
β β β β β β iβm just making SURE-- you never know down here, β adam huffs, taking a few steps closer. leaning into jonathanβs space. β so what, you always latch on the first person thatβs willing to order you around..? β
It seems word of mouth had spread, and he had become known for his love of history. Which he doesn't hate! In fact, he's quite grateful that people think of him when they see antiques. Jonathan opens the door for Reed and carefully guides him inside, closing it behind him. "Ah yes! May I see?"
@oldwolvenmaster.bsky.social β Reed had recently found a rather old looking coin while digging up a hole in the school yard. Why.α£ He thought he could hude some booze bottles there. β He had heard about this guy who'd collect those things, so he looked him up. β " Hello.α£ I'm here for the coin. "
β β β β Ready for this β β β β 'π±πΌπ΄ π―πΌπ»π²' .α£ β
"Why is everything about sex nowadays." He seems pleased, in his own odd way, that Adam finds the situation humorous. "I am, no pun intended, dead serious."
β β β β β β if this is some weird foreplay thing, keep me out of it.. β squint. β unless youβre like. dead serious. in which case thatβs funny as fuck. β
"Go ahead. Beat me till your heart is content. Afterwards we can go along with the rest of your day. Which you'll have to fill me, your new servant, in on. Old habit, don't question it."
β β β β β β well!! quit mockinβ me and maybe i wonβt wanna kick your ass! β
"What a turnaround! I've pleased you, and now I've earned your wrath. What shall I do to satisfy you, truly?"
β β β β β ... β iβm gonna beat your ass. β
"There isn't a comedic bone in my body, liege. You can check if necessary."
β β β β β β ... you think youβre fuckinβ FUNNY, huh? β
"At first I was, but it's quite fun confusing you. So now I am content."
β β β β β β satisfied enough... i canβt tell if youβre tryna be like. malicious or not. β
Jonathan has plenty of clothes to spare, although they might be incredibly ill-fitting.
At the moment not really! Though he wouldnβt mind some pants or something to help cover himself upβ
"As you wish, liege." Kissing the ground behind him once more before rising. "Satisfied?"
β β β β β β woah... β blinking down at him. that-- he didnβt expect him to actually do it. β keep callinβ me that. β
I love how you can tell which one of them is, in fact, the murderer of his brother. These designs are nice fr though. ]]
I turn the whole family into fluffy sheepππ #HazbinHotelAdam #HazbinHotelAbel #HazbinHotelCain
Jonathan does as is expected of him, placing a soft kiss on the ground behind the goat. "Anything else, oh liege."
β β β β β thatβs what i fuckinβ thought. ( perching his hands on his hips. ) you could still kiss the ground though. itβd be a nice touch.
I just realized why Adam, in the HH show, loves ribs. ]]