Temix Art
@temixart.bsky.social
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NSFW Artist. <18 DNI. Foxgirl fan, soft domme, and bg3 verymuchliker
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temixart.bsky.social
yo life being lifeing so I tossed up a 48 hour sale.
It's 25% off any 2 items or 50% off any 4+ items so if you wanted something but were waiting for some reason (or if you just want to show how much you LoOoOoOve me) hop over and stock up on fox smut
temixart.bsky.social
the brain is activated by the mouth motor
Doros wipes his mouth, "I Talk because it helps me THINK." one massive hand slides up under her bra, "If I don't TALK I don't THINK." her slips both hands under her bra, squeezing her breasts together "If I don't THINK, I cause another 'International Incident', like fucking you at one of your 'Precious' Religious ceremonies. Or on the table of a War Council- or on a wedding podium in front of your family!" three images depict his examples, one in a cathedral, one of her in a shredded dress, one of a podium from below.
temixart.bsky.social
oh he a FREAK freak
He grips her small fingers between his teeth. Then humming, sucks on them. The background slowly goes black as he grips her wrist to keep her from pulling it away, licking and sucking her fingers clean, seemingly lost in a trance.
temixart.bsky.social
what a demanding little creature
Artemis smirks up at him, her hair disheveled revealing one purple eye: " "Love" is a strong word for it. The sound of your voice pleases me." Doros grins back at her, continuing to lick at her fingers. "Well then, allow me to 'Please' you a bit more, Princess." He takes her hand by the wrist and guides it between her legs. "Use these for me... your fingers are so much better for getting into tight spaces." Artemis sits upright, staring up at his smiling face. "I've been using these for Six Months! I want something different!"
temixart.bsky.social
i should have probably mentioned that you can get the whole thing heeeere

www.temixart.com/shop
temixart.bsky.social
kids asleep?
guess its time to make more.
Panning out, Doros is revealed behind her, he leans against a shelf grinning "Is this what you get up to all day when I'm gone?" Artemis is surprised. He leans over her on the bed, "-defiling my clothes?" Picking up the cloak in one hand, the wet cloak 'Squelch'es, he laughs "I think I understand why you people lock your women away this time of year." Artemis rolls onto her back and asks "The twins?" Doros unbuttons his pants smiling "Passed out- I ran them ragged doing drills in the yard all day. I won't be surprised if they sleep all WEEK"
temixart.bsky.social
(he's not going to wash that)
in the top panel (labelled "Morning") down on all fours, face buried against the fur she says "I missed this smell-" an upshot reveals dark wet clinging panties, the mess drenches the fur of the cloak. the second panel reads "Midday", she inhales against a garment pulled from a large trunk full of folded clothes. A darker panel labelled "Evening" shows her sitting in the trunk, the clothes disheveled. the last panel reads "Night" and shows her back on the bed, purring, rubbing the cloak between her legs as she continues to smell it. in the top panel (labelled "Morning") down on all fours, face buried against the fur she says "I missed this smell-" the right side of the panel is obscured by a rough doodle of Doros commenting "Holy hell. That stains NEVER coming back out!" the rest of the page is illustrated identically to the last
temixart.bsky.social
if he didn't want her being weird about his clothes he should have kept them on the top shelf
hearts float around her smiling face, before she looks over her shoulder at the cloak again. Artemis dives in, burying her face in the fur, tail wagging as she smells it. Breathing deep, she rolls around in the fur, breathing deep against it, fixated.