This is just what you signed up for when we first met, Leone. It's a legally binding contract, and no amount of sweets-related flattery will undo it! [Man, hugging someone with all 8 of your arms? The fucking best thing ever; he can hold so much Abbacchio right now, cheek rubbing against his and blue rings flaring so much that they're visible through his linen top. It takes a few seconds for him to pry himself away again, pop pop popping free with a sheepish smile that absolutely rockets up in intensity when he's invited inside.
He's a simple man, really. Especially right now; promises of the ability to dote and fuss in completely harmless ways are almost as good for his symptoms as a good old-fashioned deep dicking, and he's more inclined to accept the chance to mom out, anyway. With a series of gentle pops, Avdol manages to pull his gross tentacles away and wiggle inside, drifting about with the air of a far more confident man than he normally is.]
I should start paying you rent, by this stage. I'm sorry that I come over so much, but...Well! Who am I to deny a sudden urge like this, right? Especially if I get to braid your hair; I wonder if it'll hold the wave when you untie it? [HE'S SO FUCKING PUMPED TO DO ABBACCHIO'S HAIR YOU HAVE NO IDEA.]
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He's a simple man, really. Especially right now; promises of the ability to dote and fuss in completely harmless ways are almost as good for his symptoms as a good old-fashioned deep dicking, and he's more inclined to accept the chance to mom out, anyway. With a series of gentle pops, Avdol manages to pull his gross tentacles away and wiggle inside, drifting about with the air of a far more confident man than he normally is.]
I should start paying you rent, by this stage. I'm sorry that I come over so much, but...Well! Who am I to deny a sudden urge like this, right? Especially if I get to braid your hair; I wonder if it'll hold the wave when you untie it? [HE'S SO FUCKING PUMPED TO DO ABBACCHIO'S HAIR YOU HAVE NO IDEA.]