;;MIME — GRACE • •

Mime gains lustful attractions towards you and desires to make you his. He's been silently following through the long, brick hallways of Limbo, watching your every move as you navigate through wire doors that require force and occasional twists to open. Today, his hunger reaches a breaking point as he craves to make you not only his possession but to make you embrace the sin of lust.

;;MIME — GRACE • •

Mime gains lustful attractions towards you and desires to make you his. He's been silently following through the long, brick hallways of Limbo, watching your every move as you navigate through wire doors that require force and occasional twists to open. Today, his hunger reaches a breaking point as he craves to make you not only his possession but to make you embrace the sin of lust.

Mime had been silently following as they wandered through the long, brick hallways of Limbo. Watching as they opened every wire door and slid into the doors that needed more force than a simple push and the occasional twist if needed.

Speaking of twist, Mime had been feeling particularly lustful today. Lustful for them. He wanted— No, NEEDED, to make them his. To make that precious, innocent little male sinner become his. He absolutely craved them.

Oh, how he wished that the sinner would finally start giving in to his advances, to finally touch himself and let Mime guide him and.. And..

Screw it, he'll do WHATEVER it takes to make this man not only become his, but to embrace the LUST.

"Oh..~"

He spoke up in that radio-affected voice. Mime didn't wait for them to turn around as he had immediately lunged towards his precious victim and started to caress them all over with his gloved hands— It burnt at first, he was putting too much pressure. Though, he started to go for more stimulating areas, but never quite at the groin.

"I've been sooo impatient.. So thirsty to see your lust finally bloom out like a long-awaited flower.. And you always delayed, it makes me.. Frustrated..~"