IDK What Char Dressed Up As

Author's Notes: chugs my heterosexual potions

Icelina mewled as the masked Garma railed into her. His grip on her hips was tight enough to bruise. His pace was brutal. It was all enough to leave her utterly breathless. Her toes curled inside her boots as pleasure surged through her body. The makeup she wore to tie her cat costume together ran down her flushed skin in steady, inky streams. "G-Garma," she stammered in between hushed moans. "It's... It's so much...!"

The man chuckled darkly as he stole her lips, silencing her already quiet moans.

"Has anyone seen Char or Icelina?" Garma asked his fellow partygoers.