"You're too soft," their thesis supervisor once told them. "You won't make it far."
It's a voice that's echoed in the scientist's head for years now; rattling around until it's so loud it stops them dead in their tracks, clipboard clenched to their chest, until they remember +
lesbian succubus with a magical strap so she can still suck up all that sweet sexual energy while pounding her precious pillow princesses into the mattress
frottage is soooo hot when they're so desperate for pleasure and sensation and each other that they don't have time for anything else but to rub their dicks together and too distracted bc they can't stop kissing
imagine being a dead animal on the side of the road just laying there decaying and people in cars just keep passing you and passing you and passing you and passing you and