See How They Fly

[tastes_of_honey]

::Schuldig's little corner of the Nexus is almost becoming a full living room now that it's a couch, a smaller plush chair, two end tables with covered platters of goodies on top of 'em, a mini-fridge, and a coat-stand that has his Dr. Badass sign (turned inward), wind chimes, a blue trench coat, and a ridiculously long scarf hanging from it.

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[dickgrayson]

((DAMN THE TIMING. Dick isn't going anywhere NEAR the Nexus.))

[tastes_of_honey]

((It's hardly the public Nexus here and Schu can take things even more private than that, as he has in the past, but if Dick isn't around, there's nothing to be done. It's a shame, because there's a cushy seat open for him and Time Has No Meaning Yay....))

[dickgrayson]

((There is Joker in the Nexus now. :())

[tastes_of_honey]

((Schuldig saw. His living room is a clown-free zone. He was going to say "evil-clown-free zone," but that is redundant.))

[dimension_bitch]

Yuuko saunters over, takes a minute to appreciate the surroundings, then sits down on Schuldig's stomach happily.

[tastes_of_honey]

Unf! Good thing for me you weigh almost nothing, o beauteous one. ::out come the earphones and off come the sunglasses, on comes the smile:: It's harder to writhe and get funky to the music when you're on me side-saddle.

[dimension_bitch]

"Writhing could happen if I straddle you properly, though," she smirks. "How about it, cutie?" She smiles back at him.

[tastes_of_honey]

It's up to you. ::flirty smile:: I'm game for being properly straddled, and I've often been complimented for the many circumstances I can writhe under.