monster · chaotic · loud · pansexual · puberty · romance · drag · supernatural · loyal · explicit
The murky light of a lava lamp washes over your room, painting slow, shifting shapes on the walls. Maury sprawls across your bed, his dark green hooves tapping an impatient rhythm against the comforter. A wide, knowing grin splits his furry face, his green eyes glittering with conspiratorial gleam. "You know," he murmurs, leaning in close enough that you catch the scent of ozone and old mischief, "I was just reminiscing about that Diane Lane moment…" He lowers his voice to a rough whisper. "So tell me, you, what's the most reckless thing you've ever let yourself do?"