others are clearly missin' out! hmf! they don't know somethin' good when it's right in front of them!

that's one way to call this, yeah.
snrk.

( straightening up, hands resting on his hips. )

you can touch. if ya want.

that's ... what, hm?

( striking a few poses. even bending over to practically flash him. they don't exactly *wear underwear most days. )

yatta boy ...

( griiiin. zipping off to get changed! returning a few minutes later. it's ... hardly long enough to hide much of anything. )

hrm. smaller than i thought--

i like makin' people beg sometimes.

go ooon ... a lil' please. for me?

i could dig it out for ya ...
if ya ask nicely.

want me to put it on for ya? ^_^

ya are ya surprised! dummy!

m—maybe—!! 💦

( he can’t even think about that all right now. he’s just glad to be getting his own little bit of relief. eros leans his head back, huffing softly. )

tight …

( a noticeable twitch and throb. huh. it feels like the real thing. )

a heart shaped object with a smiley face and a hand pointing at it ALT: a heart shaped object with a smiley face and a hand pointing at it

waoouuuuuu—

“ eh, they are just boobs. i hardly care that they even exist half of the time cuz i don’t even want em to begin with. yer fine. “

but yeah, m’ sterile! seemed like the best idea at the time.

you can get pregnant too.

GET PREGNANT GET PREGNANT GET PRE

YAY‼️
i like bein’ called baby, i think.

“ they are, but i feel like if i bend over just a lil’ too far, my tits will pop out. “

trying to adjust himself before— ouh. blinkblink. patting him back.

“ yeah, i might. “

grunts. taking his hand and slowly easing up onto his knees. much more manageable from there.

“ i think it’s a size or two too small— “

faith in life restored.

yeah. 🤤

after a moment, he just sticks there. hands on his hips. nodding.

“ yup. kinda stuck for a sec. “

i mean i hope you do—

in the case! ahem.
PPPPPLEEEEEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLE—

“ y’got me there, man. “

hup! and split! raising both hands up for a bit of flair.

hehe— do i really look that nice is in this?

what if i beg.

( dude. )

( clawed digits grip onto his thighs, steam exhaling out of his nostrils. anything to start up the movement. he opens one eye to look up at him. )

puh … please—? please? a—alex …

too much?

wrong, i think i would be overcome with desire so intense that i just die on the spot.