Event || Idle Hands are a Devil's Plaything || No Aphro
Ash knows the sensation, when it overwhelms him. That devilish urge in the fingers, making them roam involuntarily across the surface of the doorframe.
"No. No! Not again!"
But his arm has a personality of its own, and it's launching him forward, across the hallway.
And directly into the clevage of an innocent passerby.
Ash can't decide if this is a good or a bad thing. He may not be in control of his body, but those ARE some nice tits. He's waiting for a reprove or a happy acquiescence; if he can manage it. If his hands will allow it.
[OOC: Kink prefs are here. Women only for smut. Headed to instaslowtimes.]
"No. No! Not again!"
But his arm has a personality of its own, and it's launching him forward, across the hallway.
And directly into the clevage of an innocent passerby.
Ash can't decide if this is a good or a bad thing. He may not be in control of his body, but those ARE some nice tits. He's waiting for a reprove or a happy acquiescence; if he can manage it. If his hands will allow it.
[OOC: Kink prefs are here. Women only for smut. Headed to instaslowtimes.]