crack request, mc asks muriel to crush a watermelon between his thighs
~ I like how you think, anon friend ~
"Are you sure this is how you want me to do this?"
You nod eagerly, watching as Muriel situates himself on the grass with the watermelon you brought home yesterday resting in his lap. Is your request nothing short of shameless? Sure, but what else is your best friend and partner for if not to be shameless around him?
"I'm sure. I've heard if you uh, split it this way, it um ... breaks along natural fiber lines, which makes it ... taste better?"
You're both well aware that your excuses aren't fooling him. He glances up at you from under his brows with a surprisingly keen expression. "I couldn't do this with my arms, instead?"
For a moment, you're treated to the vivid mental image of him crushing the watermelon against his broad chest, one square hand clenched around the opposing wrist as the tendons in his forearms and shoulders flex -
"D'uhm ... I ... I'm pretty it has to be between your thighs ... yeah. Maybe we could try it that way next time."
"... next time. Sure."
Patrons above, there's going to be a next time - ! You bite back your excitement and watch as Muriel stretches out his legs, the look on his face shifting from embarrassed, awkward flirting to total focus. He crosses his ankles, leans back on his palms, and tenses his body until the fabric of his trousers pulls tight against the bulging muscles. Seconds later the watermelon creaks and groans and splits with a wet squelch into three uneven chunks. Muriel brushes off his hands and leans forward to pick up the largest one.
"... that was easier than I expected." He turns the piece this way and that, admiring the vibrant colors and succulent fruit, before holding it out to you. "How is it?"
"Very impressive -" you mumble, belatedly realizing that he's referring to the food you still haven't taken. "I-I mean -"
"Good to know." He stands up, bright red in the face, despite not having broken a sweat in his labors. You can tell he's trying to hide a shy smile behind his sulky pout. "... tell me when it's time to get the next one."
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Julian: has so many questions about the anatomy aspect of this. how exactly are the horns attached. is your tail an extension of your pelvis. what kind of strain is this putting on your spinal column???
Asra: sees both as mere opportunities for more whimsy. can and will decorate your appendages with string lights and flowers and holographic bubbles at random occasions, just for the good vibes
Nadia: finds your appearance truly majestic. held back when she first met you, but loves to find accessories for them. gold caps for your horns, bracelets with tinkling bells for your tail, floating scarves ...
Muriel: doesn't see much to comment on, since every physical appearance is just right, exactly as it is. (and maybe he thinks your horns getting leaves caught on them is adorable beyond words)
Portia: she's mesmerized by the similarities between your tail expressions and Pepi's tail expressions. she also likes teasingly hanging teacups/teatowels from your horns to dry (joking, joking!)
Lucio: he just likes the feel of them. seriously, he keeps trying to hold the tip of your tail instead of your hand when he walks with you, and reaches for your horns every single time you lean in for a kiss
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