Locked to distorted_deity.....AND of_the_land; IT'S THREESOME TIME (NSFW)

[landsharkchamp]

I really don't think....

[[She couldn't even remember just how the hell they'd gotten there; all that mattered was they were inside her house and the bed was right there and his hand was slowly sliding down her side.

The red string was gone but the powerful effect still lingered, clouding her senses and only letting her see him and the bed is

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[of_the_land]

[...oh...

well. fuck. that's right. As much as he'd really like to keep going... Cyrus is his bro. You just don't do that shit.]

Ah... right. Of course.

[distorted_deity]

[There's something to be said about returning somewhere that can be considered one's place of residence, only to find one's significant other and...well, whatever Giovanni is on the day in question...and realizing that they're both standing in the bedroom, looking very hesitant and yet very plainly in the middle of considering something illicit.

Normally, walking in on this would be tremendously agitating.

However right now, after the events of the day and the lingering effects of that string that had spent perhaps too long in contact with his skin, Cyrus can't exactly say that he's displeased to see either of them. The effect is bizarre, and more than slightly confusing...and yet he finds himself more intrigued than displeased.]

Not fair...?

[landsharkchamp]

[[It would be a lie to say that Cynthia didn't completely freeze up at the sight of him walking inside the room, but after a moment the sudden guilt fades away, replaced by what would be the effects of the red string were it not....well, authentic, and she scrambles over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him deeply.]]

There you are, sweetie! We were just talking about you!

[of_the_land]

[...this is the most awkward thing.

OR IT WOULD BE IF HE COULDN'T SAVE IT SOMEHOW...

...

and he has a eureka moment]

Yes... we were hoping you'd get here soon, actually.