01-18-2010, 05:08 PM
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@&#&$His eyes were drawn to the movement (as most animals' were) and as she began to gently fondle her breasts they grew wider than ever--it was remarkable, really, that they didn't pop out of his head entirely. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and despite the chilly temperatures inside the garage, he managed to feel hot. "Not that those aren't lovely, but that's not quite what I meant," he whimpered softly, violently jerking his gaze away and focusing on the small pipe. As he exhaled and squinted into the smoke, she continued to ramble on--despite the innocence of her tone, it was fairly obvious that her mind had dipped further south as well.
@&#&$On the upside, she hadn't seemed horribly offended by his unintentional innuendos... also on the upside, er, uh oh. By the time she reached out to gently touch his arm, he lost it. He squirmed around, crossing his legs and searching the garage in a panic. It didn't do him a whole lot of good, as his desires were making themselves extremely obvious. He stared at his crotch stupidly, and when he looked back to her he was just as dumbfounded as ever. Had she upset him? "Hardly?" he tried, attempting to brush it off with humour.
@&#&$It was a pretty lame shot. His ears fell back and underneath his fur, his skin turned a shade of red that could have rivalled the hue of his eyes. Things were feeling mighty cramped and he was forced to uncross his legs; even if she'd seemed (playfully?) oblivious before, things were pretty hard to miss now. Once again he failed to meet her gaze--he just stared off awkwardly into the distance, in some ways refusing to acknowledge her presence and his god-given "presents" altogether. He sincerely hoped this wouldn't put a damper on their friendship.
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@&#&$On the upside, she hadn't seemed horribly offended by his unintentional innuendos... also on the upside, er, uh oh. By the time she reached out to gently touch his arm, he lost it. He squirmed around, crossing his legs and searching the garage in a panic. It didn't do him a whole lot of good, as his desires were making themselves extremely obvious. He stared at his crotch stupidly, and when he looked back to her he was just as dumbfounded as ever. Had she upset him? "Hardly?" he tried, attempting to brush it off with humour.
@&#&$It was a pretty lame shot. His ears fell back and underneath his fur, his skin turned a shade of red that could have rivalled the hue of his eyes. Things were feeling mighty cramped and he was forced to uncross his legs; even if she'd seemed (playfully?) oblivious before, things were pretty hard to miss now. Once again he failed to meet her gaze--he just stared off awkwardly into the distance, in some ways refusing to acknowledge her presence and his god-given "presents" altogether. He sincerely hoped this wouldn't put a damper on their friendship.
mall-caps;font-weight:bold;text-align:right; border-top:1px solid #AB360D">SoSuWriMo N/A