[ He smiles contentedly at her words and just leans into her embrace for a long moment, basking in the glow of love from her, soaking it up; it's so alien to him and yet, in this moment, everything he wants--she is mother and father and little sister and passionate lover for him all at once and he doesn't care that that's scandalous and strange.
But some more dismaying thought breaks his bliss, and he startles and steps away from her. ]
Where is it? The spirit's purchase contract said it came with a romantic surprise when programmed properly. Did I do it wrong? Fuck it, I did the damn thing wrong, didn't I--
[ He reaches for the little emoji puff floating in the air nearby, impatiently. ]
[ Beaming, he hands her the items. The instruction manual is in the form of a small, simply-illustrated booklet entitled A Guide To Your Very Own Emojisprite(TM) Pocket Dimension. The card explains that the password is LoveBox69. ]
[ The little sprite opens up its mouth remarkably wide, and suddenly there's a small but passable door leading into a shimmering star-strewn void in front of them.
Juliet covers his mouth with one hand in surprise. ]
[ He lets out a little gasp and hastily begins sliding his pants off his hips.
At which point helpful little sprites of light pop into existence and immediately whisk off the rest of his clothes and fold them neatly on a nearby cloud.
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[ He settles comfortably into the touch. ]
Mmm, we really are both that sort of being, aren't we? But love is still so precious, the most precious thing--
[ He catches his breath and kisses her cheek, and he whispers into her ear: ]
I'm glad you understand, Mama.
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[And many more things, in this new human life of hers. Maid cafes and emoji, cute dresses and boys who moan on their knees for her.]
...and Juliet. You're... such a... good boy.
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But some more dismaying thought breaks his bliss, and he startles and steps away from her. ]
Where is it? The spirit's purchase contract said it came with a romantic surprise when programmed properly. Did I do it wrong? Fuck it, I did the damn thing wrong, didn't I--
[ He reaches for the little emoji puff floating in the air nearby, impatiently. ]
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Not much has ever been.]
Hmm... Ah, maybe, it's...?
[She pulls out her phone, and raises it for him.]
( ♥ ◡ ♥ ) ?
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[ The emoji spirit had just started to make a ◑□◑ face of concern, but when it sees the reaction from the phone, it perks up again--
٩̋(ˊ•͈ ꇴ •͈ˋ)و
And then it opens its mouth wide and out pops
the instruction manual and a small keycard listing the default password. ]
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Juliet covers his mouth with one hand in surprise. ]
My goodness gracious, get a fucking load of that!
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But not cold, and a little more pastel-filtered overall.]
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--and as Juliet follows her through he stumbles and goes flying into the void...
...only to land on a fluffy cloud that hastily swoops in to save him. ]
Ah!
[ According to the instruction manual, this entire pocket dimension can be reconfigured with whatever textures, scents, and images you prefer. ]
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She nestles up to him, and after a moment of thought kisses him again.]
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[ He wraps an arm around her and kisses her. ]
I don't mind going to space with you, darling.
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[She wraps her arms and more limbs around him in return, her voice robbed of its corrosive strength... for now.]
Like... being alone in a cold glass elevator. Unless I'm traveling, it's not very fun. This is better.
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[ He breathes out into the crook of her neck. ]
Let's make love in the stars.
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Her lips ghost along the shell of his ear.]
Are you going to be a good boy for me again, Juliet?
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[ He stirs against her; under the fabric of his tight jeans his cock is starting to get hard. ]
Of course. I'll love you all night long, Mama. My whole body and soul for you--
[ And then his hand is on her hip, lightly squeezing her. ]
Just give me yours too.
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[A tendril snakes up one of his legs, slithering with intent roughness as the bulge at their apex.]
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You're a tease, darling. But I'll take what I can get.
[ He kisses her. ]
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[The tendril tightens, rolling against him.]
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[ He lets out a little gasp and hastily begins sliding his pants off his hips.
At which point helpful little sprites of light pop into existence and immediately whisk off the rest of his clothes and fold them neatly on a nearby cloud.
(This thing must have been expensive.) ]