I just spent two days attempting to finish this sex scene for the Serviceman sequel, and at the end, I reread it, then went back and looked at the first version of the scene which I’d ditched in favor of rewriting, and decided the first one worked better after all.
I am totally failing at frantic omegaverse sex. On the other hand, I seem to be succeeding at tender happy in-love sex (with laughter! Which of you lot was the one who likes sex where people are laughing?). WTF are you doing, story?! JUST TELL ME. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT, JUST TELL ME WHAT IT IS.
PA, Serviceman was my Omegaverse gateway drug, and finding out that you’re writing a sequel is beyond exciting.
Also, adore sex with laughing.
So, basically, please marry me. Or just keep writing, I guess that would be ok, too.
Well, I’ll have to check with bendingsignpost, as we are platonically engaged via chat (but I think it’s just so he could make off with my porn muse without asking), but if he’s okay with Tumblr-polygamy, then so am I.
Please ask before you borrow the porn muse, though. It’s not that I mind sharing; I just need to know how to schedule.
I suppose I should apologize for getting you into omegaverse. But I won’t.