MYO-2363: Mimic

“Are you sure you’re feeling up to this?” Ilar asks, wrapping his arms around Mimic’s waist, laying his chin on her shoulder as he holds her close; planting kisses along her shoulder. “I’m fine Ilar. You worry too much, beloved.” Mimic answered, reaching up and placing her hand on his cheek, gently running her thumb over it. “Besides, I have a suppressant on, remember? I’ll be perfectly fine.” ...

Mimic paces back and forth through the living room, tail whipping back and forth as if she’s mildly agitated. Ilar had long since gone to work after the two of them had breakfast and everything was fine but now- now something was bothering her and she had no idea what it was. The heat suppressant on her neck would tingle now and then, but what was nagging at her felt completel...

“Mmm, good morning beautiful.” Ilar says groggily, his brownish gray eyes landing on the Succubun beside him, a blush forming on her face already. “Were you staring at me all morning?”     “Good morning beloved and, maybe. What are you gonna do about it huh?” Mimic asks, staring into her lovers eyes.     Ilar chuckled softly then leaned in captured her l...

Ilar sighs contently as he slips into the water of the hot springs, relaxing against a rock as his tail sways, eyes closed as the water warms his fur. His business was going well, lots of new customers had started to show up lately. What he didn’t expect was for some of those customers to be demons.  Why this was weird to him he had no idea but he wasn’t going to compl...

“Uhm, Jackal?” Misty calls, placing their teacup down on the counter that they’re leaning against, their tail wrapping around their leg. “Yeah? What’s the matter?” Jackal turns towards her friend who looks really fidgety right about now. “Are you okay?” “Yes but… I’ve been having dreams… lately.”...

Mimic hummed softly as she sat at her vanity, brushing her hair and styling it into two curly puffs, finishing up but moisturizing her ears as her tail swayed gently, while her spirit motes moved behind her as if they were also trying to look at themselves in the mirror, making the girl laugh softly before reaching up and petting their heads. “I think we look fine, don’t you?” She says, standing and moving towar...

“There you are! What took you so long?” Jackal asks, arms crossed as she stared at Fatima with her arms crossed and eyebrow raised. “Sorry but, I thought I would enlist some help.” She says, stepping aside as a brown and white splotched succubun stands behind her with two spirit motes hovering near her head. “Jackal, this is Mimic. Mimic, Jackal. She’s a friend ...

Mimic hummed softly as she opened the door, Bastion immediately ran out of the house and into the yard and through a pile of leaves then turned around and ran over to Mimic, bouncing up and down, making squeaky noises. “You’re so excitable.” She giggled softly then bent over and picked him up, looking around, purple eyes taking in her surroundings as she pet the Pampki. ...