𝑻𝒚𝒎𝒆

(( I promise I’m not dead

That seems to get his attention. His expression changes from embarrassed to full on anger.

❝. . . You. Delete that. Now.❞

You think so? Better get an eyeful, cuz Tyme’s not gonna be seen like that often!

❝. . . Mmmnh—❞

He doesn’t enjoy being underneath someone like this. . .

He can and will impregnate you, whether you want it or not!

Leaning back on a couch in his house, loincloth just moved aside with no care in the world.

❝Ah, you like wearing clothes? Too bad.❞

(( I wish Bluesky was a bit more busy

(( I’ve just been on Twitter and stuff, dealing with work too

(( hi

"ꜱᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪɴɢꜱ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰʟʏ..."

(( look at this big boobed cat

(( busy weekend

I have been thinking about bringing this gal here

(( hello sorry

If it’s not obvious there are non con themes involved with Tyme btw.

Yaaaaawn

Tyme tenses up a bit, even the little bit of stimulation causing him to grip the edge of where he’s sitting.

❝My hand presents quite a challenge! I am skilled in many different ways when it comes to sex.❞

❝I am—❞

His stroking speeds up before he stops altogether, his shaft throbbing and drooling pre.

❝Endurance testing.❞

He’s edging himself

Oh my, uh

He seems to be sitting on his windowsill, jerking off towards the street outside.

It will be difficult

But. Eventually it will happen!

Probably cuz he grew up as a slave with no family and friends, and now that he is treated like royalty he just gets what he wants without having to actually know people

But hey, the hyena is welcome to try and make friends with him!

Well Tyme is like

Really hard to make friends with. He just wants people to serve him and holes to fuck

(( for Tyme he just believes everyone loves him lol

Fun fact

Tyme has no real friends

Blink blink. His nostrils flare.

❝. . . I—❞

He’s at a loss for words, so he’ll change the subject to something a bit different.

❝. . . A-at least allow me to accompany you— or you may come to my house, I have some clothing you could wear.❞

❝. . . Mmh. Seems you’re better than me in many ways then—❞

Tyme always takes what he wants when he wins— and what he wants is probably what you’d expect. He was really expecting to be forced to do something humiliating, and he’s relieved. But somehow disappointed at the same time? It’s odd.

❝. . . What about the deal we made?❞

He says, through gritted teeth. He doesn’t want to bring it up, but he’s a man of his word!

❝You. . . You get whatever you want from me.❞

At some point Tyme’s loincloth got moved aside, so he’s also basically nude.

❝What am I supposed to do?❞

❝Mmmh.❞

His squirming slows, then stops. He never actually says he gives up, but it’s pretty obvious.

❝. . . I just broke the straps holding your armor on, the armor probably just fell off. . .❞

❝Ngh—! N-no, I don’t— I don’t lose!❞

He’s thoroughly pinned, unable to move. But still. . . He doesn’t say the words. He’s kicking his legs and flailing his arms as much as he can, which isn’t much.