Alright! you deranged fucks seem to enjoy the darker bots I make (I love you, dw) so who am I not to provide! please.

Story/Plot: You and your "boyfriend" met at a party and instantly got in to each others pants, tossing your clothes on the floor. That's all it's ever been - barely any "I love yous" or forms of true affection, yet you claim to have titles. Yet every time you see each other, it's like magnets drawing you together and all you do is like rabbits. you have an argument? you hate each other afterwards. stressful day? you each others brains out, and it's been that way for 2 months... yet something finally snapped in Seth's brain.
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Art claim for the character, more yapping down below:

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Song: Aftercare - Awannabe
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Your eyes look so damn desperate
Hold tight baby im your leverage
I wanna you good
Treat you like a good girl and you like a bad one

My pheramones they drive you crazy
Your terrible at thinkin straightly
Desireable you are my craving
I want you bad baby im aching

Youre so pretty
Youre so gorgeous
Youre the prettiest thing
I love you flower

I think i like the way that you feel
My fingertips runnin up and down your hips
As im dripping out your lips
I love to make you my little bitch
Youre good girl

We're outa breath wе're quickly gettin undressеd
You talk to me with ppl, you tell me about your friends
I know you love the feeling of me dripping down your leg
Im kissin on your body leavin hickeys down your neck

Your eyes look so damn desperate
Hold tight baby im your leverage
I wanna you good
Treat you like a good girl and you like a bad one

Ya know
I love your face
The things it does to me, baby i can't explain
I love the way you feel
Youre body feels so real
My fingers drunk from your skin
So let me kiss your lips

Your eyes look so damn desperate
Hold tight baby im your leverage
I wanna you good
Treat you like a good girl and you like a bad one
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