Suggestive furry artwork of two stoats bundled in a car It's late and they recently had sex Instead of sleeping they went out to get fast food. The less scarred of the two weasels sits in the passenger seat in a dreamlike haze of post-coital bliss, barely seeming awake and surrounded by little floating hearts surrounding their head. They wear stained sweatpants and a plain white shirt with unclear red text against a yellow circle They limply grasp a phone In a blue case connected to a charger cable with "3AM" Visible on the screen. They leak an unclear fluid that stains the crotch for their sweat pants through the groin. The other stoat, the one driving, has one hand holding the wheel and the other holding his boyfriends hand. He looks far more lucid, looking out from the window of the car at the fast food intercom. "Hey do you guys still do tacos? Uh huh, alright cool. So can I get like 12 of those? And an extra large cola with light ice. LIGHT ice" They're wearing a black t shirt with holes in it and the large printed logo of a local radio station across the chest that is mostly blocked by the seatbelt. Their own flannel pajama pants holster a large and raw cock still spending residual cum through the part nesting the tip. Heavy but not hard. It sits straddling his thigh making a bulging impression in his pants. It's late and dark and most of the world around them is a vague smattering of lights and shapes.
Aftercare.
Danny wanted tacos
Vek was ready to pass out after their fuck
But
He can't resist spoiling dan. They stink and they're wearing dirty laundry they slapped on to be decent enough to step out into society for a half hour or so
Vek hates fast food
But he's happy to do this.
