Benji-Butt bit their lip anxiously. "...I need broom hand love." They whispered needily as they typed the same words into the chatbox, fingers trembling. Their finger hovered over the enter key, and then the message was sent. Broom was hesitant, afraid of the possibilities. "...But my hand is so.../naughty/. He would do /filthy/ things to you." Benji didn't care. They knew what they wanted, and they knew they wanted it /now/. "I am now your hand's sex slave." "waoh HOT" cried broom and it was a really sexy actually. Broom didn't know how to describe her turbulent emotions, so she drew an enormous dick on the board. Maybe that could communicate just how turned on she was to the willing Benji. Benji knew Broom was conflicted. "Broom, you kill people." Broom didn't respond; rather, she continued to draw on the board. Benji took a deep breath and continued to type. "And that..." could they say it? Did they have the courage? "that is why I love your hand." "It must be my broomscent," typed Broom, her fingers tapping out the words seductively. Benji couldn't see her type, but she was certain Benji knew what she wanted. "Boner," whispered Benji as their eyes traced over the latest message from Broom. "Boner. I have a boner." "You are a hot broom," typed Benji, their breaths growing quick. "Oh~," responded Broom quickly. "I /love/ it when yousay it like that." Benji would have waited but they couldn't deny their feelings now. "A very hot broom." A sudden feeling down belowing alerted Benji to a new kind of sensation. A sensation they hadn't felt this strong in a while. "oh man," they whispered. "there foes my boner again."