#aitreo

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

Aitreo what is the dream meal you want Nakaou to make you.. Like, ignore money n time n whatever. What kinda feast would u like.

TA: Xh fuck yeah, great questixn! TA: Hxnestly? I LXXXXXVE fried fxxds! French fries, deep fried breaded fish, deep fried meats! Awe fuck yeah, that wxuld be amazing! XH! And crxissants! Decadent bakeries! A crxnut wxuld be amazing txx! Deep fried dxughnuts?! TA: Basically, just gimme that fatty, greasy, gxxdness! Sweet xr savxry is bxth gxxd!

[citree]

Boop! Here's a commission of @ambivalence-and-torpor's Aitreo and @goldenguillotines's Nakaou sharing a cute moment together. Thanks again! 💕🥂😎

[goldenguillotines]

@ambivalence-and-torpor owns Aitreo!

A bunch of doodles ft. Kickboxer Nakaou fit practice >:3

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

Maybe if you keep him entertained or focused.. You can get your over 200 kissies Aitre

TA: Maybe I shxuld make him cxunt them xut lxud? Xr threaten tx tickle him if he gets distracted?

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

We need to talk...

He's leaning against a wall as he waits for Nakaou to arrive at the suggested place. Truth be told, he was feeling kinda nervous about this. Milo was annoying as all fucking hell, and brutal honesty was definitely the best path to take, but... well it wasn't exactly the easiest path to take.

Ugh... how can a guy feel like he's starving from hunger and not want to even look at food at the same time? Must be the nerves... he might just be more worked up about this than he ever realized!

TA: Cxme xn... where are yxu Nak?

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

"Hehe... Okayyy s-since ya asked nicely.."

-> A PROPER HUG!! Nakaou nuzzles his cheek against his chest. The back of his belt wagging even faster

TA: That's mxre like it, princess!

He scooped up Nakaou into a proper hug, nuzzling against his boyfriend. Then walks away to get some privacy. Guy wants some snuggletimes with his best boy! PURRRRR!!!

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

//PULS MY BANGS BACK ALL GRUMPY >:[

TA: Alright here it cxmes!

He leans down and plants a nice lil smoochie on your forehead.

TA: Add that tx ya inventxry!

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

What happened?

A somewhat annoyed Fuchsia stood in front of Nakaou’s home. The guy hadn’t responded to any of his messages for quite some time now. At first he figured the Purple might just be busy, but it slowly dawned on him that something wasn’t right. Nakaou wasn’t the type to just not respond to anything. At least not without some notice...

Aitreo didn’t want to go assuming the worst, but he also didn’t want to sit fucking idly, so here he was on his day off work... at Nakaou’s place, his car parked out in the front.

It looked like Nakaou’s bike was here, from what he could tell... and the place seemed intact. Nothing suspicious yet. The place seemed as calm as he remembered it last time he came over, but that didn’t have to mean anything.

The Fuchsia stepped up to the door and rang the bell, then knocked on it a couple times.

TA: Ey! Nakaxu? Yxu there?

He waited for a couple minutes, before knocking again.

TA: Cxme xn! It’s me, xpen the dxxr!

@goldenguillotines​