((Wow, over 2 months! I hadn't even realised it'd been anywhere near that long. Now I'm embarrassed. XD I hope you really don't mind verbose, slow threading like this.))
"Nathan's gots paddings," Skwisgaar said dismissively. "He'd bes fine if yous smacks him around a bits." He hadn't paid any particular attention to said 'padding', it was just one of those things one couldn't help noticing when naked in a hot tub with one's bandmates. It had also been nice when they'd all occasionally crashed in the main TV room of Mordhaus and he'd ended up using Nathan's paunch for a pillow. It was preferable to how Nathan used to be, anyway, when he'd been built like a Toki on steroids. Pickles's paunch was too small to make an adequate pillow, Murderface generally smelt too strongly to enjoy even being near him, and Toki lacked paunch altogether, which kind of made Nathan's just right by default.
Not that Skwisgaar made a habit of sleeping on or near his bandmates, aside from Toki. It was just one of those things that sometimes happened and never got talked about again. Maybe, with all those dildos holidays coming up in a few months, Toki would overindulge with the fatty holiday foods and finally start cultivating a nice soft paunch of his own... a thought which made certain parts of Skwisgaar's anatomy even happier.
His strange little adipophilia fantasy was interrupted by one of the Shoggies tugging on the cover, and he blinked, looking dazed as he glanced over his shoulder. "Oh... Ja, gives me de minutes," he said to the Shoggy, then smirked as he gave Toki a kiss. "You don'ts goes anywhere." He moved off Toki and groped around for the dropped towel, wrapping it around his waist again as he went over to help the Shoggies. He actually had been learning how to tell the Shoggies apart -- it might have had something to do with counting the number of eyes they had -- so it only took him a few minutes to get the drawer situation settled and the Shoggies all tucked in. "Now you's goofballs can sleeps off yours hangsovers. Goods night," he said to them as he closed the drawers.
Now that they needn't worry about the "children" watching, he lost the towel for good and pulled back the fur cover, trailing kisses up Toki's body as he joined him on the bed. There wasn't any reason to hurry, so he took his time teasing and arousing Toki, thinking it would be rather sexy to hear him making all those incoherent sounds again and maybe even begging this time around...
((And they all lived brutally ever after, the end. This also ends, appropriately enough, with 69 comments.))
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Date: 2009-12-16 03:08 am (UTC)"Nathan's gots paddings," Skwisgaar said dismissively. "He'd bes fine if yous smacks him around a bits." He hadn't paid any particular attention to said 'padding', it was just one of those things one couldn't help noticing when naked in a hot tub with one's bandmates. It had also been nice when they'd all occasionally crashed in the main TV room of Mordhaus and he'd ended up using Nathan's paunch for a pillow. It was preferable to how Nathan used to be, anyway, when he'd been built like a Toki on steroids. Pickles's paunch was too small to make an adequate pillow, Murderface generally smelt too strongly to enjoy even being near him, and Toki lacked paunch altogether, which kind of made Nathan's just right by default.
Not that Skwisgaar made a habit of sleeping on or near his bandmates, aside from Toki. It was just one of those things that sometimes happened and never got talked about again. Maybe, with all those dildos holidays coming up in a few months, Toki would overindulge with the fatty holiday foods and finally start cultivating a nice soft paunch of his own... a thought which made certain parts of Skwisgaar's anatomy even happier.
His strange little adipophilia fantasy was interrupted by one of the Shoggies tugging on the cover, and he blinked, looking dazed as he glanced over his shoulder. "Oh... Ja, gives me de minutes," he said to the Shoggy, then smirked as he gave Toki a kiss. "You don'ts goes anywhere." He moved off Toki and groped around for the dropped towel, wrapping it around his waist again as he went over to help the Shoggies. He actually had been learning how to tell the Shoggies apart -- it might have had something to do with counting the number of eyes they had -- so it only took him a few minutes to get the drawer situation settled and the Shoggies all tucked in. "Now you's goofballs can sleeps off yours hangsovers. Goods night," he said to them as he closed the drawers.
Now that they needn't worry about the "children" watching, he lost the towel for good and pulled back the fur cover, trailing kisses up Toki's body as he joined him on the bed. There wasn't any reason to hurry, so he took his time teasing and arousing Toki, thinking it would be rather sexy to hear him making all those incoherent sounds again and maybe even begging this time around...
((And they all lived brutally ever after, the end. This also ends, appropriately enough, with 69 comments.))