Belly rubs though.
“B-Belly rubs?” He asked perking up curiously.

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Belly rubs though.
“B-Belly rubs?” He asked perking up curiously.
It's okay kitten, I don't want these things to degrade or humiliate you, I want them for you because they showcase who you are.
“Show case who I am? Well it sure feels like degrading being made to meow and act so much like a cat..” He mumbled glaring at the anon sighing.
I won't mistreat you kitten. And you can still walk and speak, but I would like you to crawl and meow as well
“Oh um I don’t know about that” he mumbled looking around biting his lower lip fidgeting as he quickly hid sighing.
Why, what are you afraid of kitten?
“I-I’m not a pet…I don’t want to be miss treated or anything..I’m not going to crawl on all fours and meow”-Avery
I know you have human qualities Avery, but I prefer to play up and expand on your kitten ones.
“Oh i um..i don’t know if i want to expand on it” he said blushing pursing his lips together fidgeting.
(i’m going to tag this averyanon..so all you have to do is type /tagged/averyanon at the end of my url)
"Yo, I hope you don't mind me showing up here from time to time. You're just super rad. I promise I'm not getting attached or anything. If I'm annoying you tell me to fuck off, you'll never here from me again." -Avery
A smirk played on her lips as she answered the door, her mug of coffee in one hand. Rolling her eyes as she stepped back to let him in, wearing a pair of boxers and her newest shirt. “Yeah fine, whatever…. house rules involve no pants after 10pm, and no getting your desperation on my couch.” Beat. “Again.”
Avery grins wider as he catches her staring at him. He wonders how she's not dead as she goes for her third cup of coffee. He glances down. His mocha is good, but he is not going to be able to finish it without like going into shock. He stares back at her butt. "Actually I can think of a better way to spend the morning."
Smirking a little she shrugs, as he grins wider, still leaning against the counter. Every little move she makes, making the googly eyes shift ever so slightly, not even attempting to take them off. “Hungover with some random? Can’t say it hasn’t happened before… do you even know my name?” Because I already forgot yours again.