*goes down stairs and grabs coffee* ngh
-gets up and leans against the wall, slowly making way down stairs, and lays on the couch- m-milo....f-fuck m-me~
n no *sipping coffee * you’ve had too much
c-come on! y-you can't tease m-me with y-your cocking hanging a-about and NOT f-fuck me!
o oh shit *quickly putting pants on*
-dad starts walking downstiars- Morning Milo, that's your name right? i thought i heard error, is he downstairs
-me signaling you not to say anything while pulling up pants quickly-
y yea that’s my name! Sorry for the noise last night * sips coffee while showing foot*
D: heh, well it's alright! it's nice to see that my boy has some friends
-meanwhile im struggling to put dick into pants, while also using some magic to clean the mess upstairs-
w well he did save my skin, I guess fur in this case, from more of this *takes visor off showing scars*
D: oh you poor thing, well it's a good thing my son came to you! you know, i think by now you two would be dating -laughs while nudging your shoulder-
-finnaly puts pants on, walking by with a blue-ish face-
(in error's case, him blushing is blue)
