#sagaciouscupule

[trac3]

6000000percentdone replied to your post: thedoobiefaerie asked:can we sext...

BELL NO.

told you that people get upset about this

[trac3]

that sounds kinda weird though

[thedoobiefaerie]

yeah but you get to touch the weenie

[trac3]

that's a compelling argument

[benevolitesse]

+ thedoobiefaerie

Hello, friend. I am Win. A pleasure to meet you. :)

[nervoustaurus]

Merry Christmas!

>Today is the day.

>Bell delivers presents in their usual way, a postage system mainly consisting of Priscilla but also employing Tinkerbull now that there are more people to give gifts to. When Tavros wakes up- hair braided with mistletoe- he will find a small, delicately wrapped package on his chest, and Bell missing from the bed.

>Inside the package is a silicone Taurus symbol, loop maybe three inches wide, thick and stretchy. Were Tavros to pinch one of its horns, he would find a button, and the ring would vibrate- one horn turns it on, one off. Bell doesn’t include a note explaining what it is, but they do include a small sketch of what is unmistakeably Tav’s bulge, swollen and glistening, its base firmly encircled by the silicone Taurus symbol. They think he’ll understand.

>Were he to wake even further (and how could he not? the air smells deliciously of gingerbread pancakes), Tavros would find a few larger packages at his thighs’ end, and one severely disgruntled opossum. Priscilla, who has delivered the presents much earlier than she would like, sneezes directly on one of the presents and waddles away to nest.

>They’re mundane things, mostly. A new razor, a warm hat made to fit around his horns, a coupon for one free piercing at the more reputable downtown tattoo parlour.

>Finally, there is one more box. About the size of a teacup, it is unwrapped, plain brown and green velvet.

>Inside, there is another ring, a much more innocent one. It is a circle of pure jade, rounded at its edges so as to be comfortable, and big enough to fit comfortably on Tav’s left ring finger.

>Priscilla gets a small scratch behind her tiny ears before she waddles off. The troll has a soft spot for the little thing, after she clung to his horns the first time they met. As Tavros wakes up and discovers the presents, his face turns a bright shade of brown under his thick skin. The toy, he knows, will be put to good use later that day. The razor will be used this morning, the hat today after a shower. >The small box containing the ring almost makes him cry, and he wishes Bell had stayed in bed so they could have shared this moment. But they didn't, and he still loves it. He rolls downstairs for kisses and cuddles with sleepy polliwogs along with delicious breakfast.