kit u stop right there
if u wanna mun video there's this thing
called
fucKING SKYPE WITH UR GIRLFRIEND
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kit u stop right there
if u wanna mun video there's this thing
called
fucKING SKYPE WITH UR GIRLFRIEND
"Kiss me."
“Doctor.” he stated with a smirk slowly forming on his features. “And here I thought you’d never ask. What brought this on? I am all too curious to know.”
resuscitandam:
"I, uh. I was just asking if something was wrong." He let his hands fall to the table, eyes glancing over the frame of his patient. He seemed uncomfortable—which was normal, but not like that. If there was anyone there that recognized the signs, it was Whale. The guy was turned on. Not so usual. But he reserved any comments he had on the topic. Only for the sake of keeping professional, of course.
Gabe shivered slightly, shaking his head. "No. Nothing is wrong," he replied in the most steady voice he could manage. Save for the giant boner I have just because a hot doctor is giving me an examination, he thought with a glare, shifting on the table. "So-uh...does everything check out alright?"
Haptephilia {what an introductory meme (i'm not even sorry)}
smut/kink prompts-for when you’re in the mood to write smut
Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch.
//=D YAAY *bounces*
This was just supposed to be a routine check-up, to make sure everything was running smoothly. As a wolf, Gabe didn't get sick - he didn't catch colds or get the flu and he didn't suffer from human diseases....but he still felt the need to get checked out once in a while. So, here he was, sitting on the table half-naked, with Whale's unusually cold hands running along his back, checking his breathing patterns.
Only, his breathing wasn't regular. It was strained and his body was stiff - almost as stiff as his not-to-little friend. Whale asked some sort of question, though Gabe didn't hear it. He was too busy picturing the other man's hands running along something a bit further south.
"Wh-what?" He stuttered, passing a glance at the doctor over his shoulder, though he avoided his eyes.
;littlefox: hush little beluga don't you cry
kit walker: bELUGA
;littlefox: it is small for a whale and white and skinny. just like him.
Heading to bed now <3 I owe anyone who was tagged at least one post in the morning who am I kidding it's already morning here I never slept! 4 am guys! Oh, and I'll go force through everything in the queue right now...so expect a bit of dash spam. xD
All right...headed to bed. If you are tagged I owe you stuff. If you aren't tagged...you may still be buried under the pile so be patient I will get to it, no need for reminders yet. <3
I feel like I owe Cosette one too...but I need to go on my phone on tumblr app to reblog it since it was a submission by me. xD
"Can I stay with you for a few days?"