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Aamon maaaaaay have experienced this first hand. ...And paid her extra to not tell any of her friends how hard he unloaded, for super long, while his thighs were shivering and he had to bite his hand to stop his high-pitched moaning the whole time. ...But at least he made a new friend!

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// The awful space of wanting Aamon to get instant-lossed while trying to think up ways for that to happen in ways that make sense.

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Aamon got closer, stuffing his phone in his pocket as he pulled the top off the bottle. Seems like Krystal was into it, so... The Incubus got to work, drizzling the body oil across her heavenly ass and trying to keep her from noticing how tight his pants were getting. "Need help rubbing it in...?"

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A few more silent moments of eyeing her up, and the Incubus gives a brief, awkward cough. "Hey Jiga, do you wanna... y'know?" Oh god, oh god, oh HELLS how does he do this? "Like... y'know...!" /Good save, Aamon!/

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"An isolated iteration is... an interesting way to put it. But I have another theory." Aamon would drink first, if only because he knew he'd be talking a lot! Plus, who doesn't love juice? After his sip, he begins to explain, raising a claw and tugging at the air. "The way I travel between worlds-

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Aaaand Krystal just heard a half dozen camera shutter sounds from Aamon's phone, the Incubus sporting a playful grin. "Want me to send these to ya so you can post 'em?" His grin turns devilish as he summons a bottle of body oil with a flick of the wrist. "Or should we spice things up, first?"

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Stolen - but still thought it'd be fun!

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Lets see what delicious morsels wander into my web. Drop a faceclaim below.~ 4 and up have dm access.

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Aamon sometimes hate how easily taken in he is - but a ten-foot tall woman in sheer clothing swaying her hips has him practically hypnotized. Only, then, for the Incubi's cheeks to turn a few shades darker as she catches him peeking. ..Only to invite him along. "Yes, ma'am...!"

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The Pews are set straight. The stained glass is polished The altar is organized. And yet the bride sits alone, unable to remember how long she's been waiting. For a partner that'll never arrive, in a cathedral that'll never host another. Or maybe not. The choice is yours, dear reader~♡

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The best way to decorate panther-print or tiger-print panties? A huge, overflowing creampie that ends up spilling out slooooowly after that gal walks out of the alley Aamon fucked her silly in!

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// As a heads up, I try to not reply to straight-up lewds unless A: our characters have a relationship or B: I have explicit permission from the mun to do that I would LOVE to throw Aamon immediately into lewds, but I don't because I know some people aren't into that! So if you are, let me know!

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// idk if I should advertise my streams here cause that's sometimes seen as a lil cringe. But if anyone wants to see my v//tuber avatar + hear my voice + watch me play a lil game that just updated, just ping me in DM's or something!

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Aamon and Hazel were halfway to their second destination - from a romantic, care-free walk in the park to a cozy dining spot - when she pulled the Incubus away from the hustle and bustle of the city. He was enraptured instantly. His tail swaying behind him, Aamon walks with heavy steps, as if--

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Aamon is drinking an entire quart of lemonade-iced-tea mix. Will anyone stop him? Or just encourage him to chug?

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"Playing with some tits would fix me, right now..." Hard to tell if he's being serious, or just looking for an excuse to get his hands on a cute gal pal.

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// Nothing makes me happier than getting to play Aamon as a pathetic, perverted boyfailure

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"I'm from the second circle, lust. You should know that my Hell is far more... modern than most humans expect. In many aspects, it's more socially progressive and technologically advanced than most human societies." He explains, now using his hands to open up a small portal - pulling two glasses--

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Aamon is just very silently thinking 'nice' along with a whole host of other debaucherous things. At some point, he'd need to find a polite way to tell Jiga that she can give most Succubi a run for their money...

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"...So how long until you kick the curse caster's ass?" Aamon asks simply. "Normally I'd offer to help in some other way, but I'd need a metric ton of feedings to counteract someone else's magic - let alone even attempt to nullify a physical curse!"

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// My indecisive ass having to decide on every single interaction whether I'm doing 'nervous cherry boy' Aamon, or 'he's a camboy has a stream where he fucks viewers / random gals for money' Aamon

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"Yeah, but I don't make it a point to stare at someone's thighs unless I am politely invited to do so..!" He says, that ever-present smile still on his lips. "...But truth be told, I don't know the specifics of your curse too much. Is it possible it could change again? Multiple times, even?"

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"...it's what, now?" She meant that in a temperature way, surely. Sometimes he has difficulty reading these situations. "But in all seriousness, what's the discrepancy between your biggest and smallest forms? Some magical outfits that change alongside you might be an option!"

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"Alright, alrighty, I'll stop~" He replies, noting just how flushed Alastor had gotten from a bit of teasing. Playfully, he nudges his elbow against her side. "But in all seriousness, it is a cute fit..!"

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"Oh, do you need help learning yoga, [reader]?" A smile lights up Aamon's lips as he leans in, then stretches his arms faaaaar behind his back. "You shoulda told me sooner! I'm not a yoga master, but I'm pretty close...!"

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"Don't worry, I think they'll be even cuter when they're busted up a bit and got some squish near the top..!" He can be such a tease...

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A quick (sfw) tidbit about Aamon ... whenever he's not doing his normal research work, he's a florist part-time to help out his dad's shop! So, yes, he can not only make you an intricate bouquet, but also explain the meaning of every single flower he picked in it!

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...As much as he dislikes his insomnia, there is one major upside to it. It's far easier to find some 'company' for the night, as an Incubus in rut, in the darkest hours of the evening!

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"Oh, you know it! I'm... nocturnal by accident, but it does have its own ambiance." A small, mirthful chuckle leaves him. "It's a bit of a pain that everything's closed... but going to a gas station, grabbing some reheated food and a slushie at 4am? It's got a liminal feeling to it!"

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