"This is Angeal Hewley... distinctly not here. Leave a message, and I'll get back to you when I can. If it's important, Lazard, Genesis, or Sephiroth should know where I am."
Hey Angeal, I'm leaving now so if you and Genesis are still occupied just giving you a little warning. Also I didn't know that you lived with Sephiroth, is he there right now?
I just, uh, hope you don't take it to mean that you don't satisfy me, but... there's a kink I've been wanting to do for awhile. Outside of doing it to myself, I mean.
It's not new to me. But I've been wanting it from... you and a few others I'm close to here in the villa. And one outside of it.
I know it's not... a conventional kink. Certainly, I don't see it come up often even back home.
But... I'd be really excited if you... wouldn't mind giving fisting me a try.
It's okay if you don't want to. I won't force it.
Anyway, um... Either way I'll talk to you soon. Hope you're having a good today today.
Beloved, I have quite the treat for you. On my way to the training grounds I ran into someone from our world. But he's covered in the most delightfully soft red fur, and looks much like a dog and lion combined into the shape of a man. I wouldn't say werewolf exactly, but he is devilishly handsome, I do know how you like dogs... and I may have gotten into a bit of romp with him.
After a period of quiet from Prompto, Angeal will notice a ping in his inbox from the excitable boy himself.
Made good on the dare. Take a look.
Attached to the message is a series of photographs. It would appear the boy took things perhaps literally when asked to 'find a pair of dog ears'- on top of his head in every single one rests a pair of perky, apparently real blond ears, folded at the top. A tail with long, draping fur is not difficult to spot either.
He's being walked on a red leash by Noctis, who, notably, sports his own ears and tail, though his are those of a more feline variety.
'Walked' is a loose term- the sequence of photos shows Prompto attempting to sprint ahead, pulling Noctis along as he rushes about, with no mind for anything but his own excitement over the opportunity for walkies.
It isn't unusual for one Prompto Argentum to be spotted wandering around the city with his nose behind a camera. While he loves nature shots dearly, urban photography is just as fun when he wants to stretch his creative muscles.
The blond is on the move- he snaps pictures of a sign here, a storefront there...Excitedly talking to himself all the while. His photographic wanderings eventually land him right in front of the local bakery. Cute place, though he's never been inside. He vaguely recalls it being owned by Angeal, right?
Immediately, his bright blue eyes are right on any manner of baked goods he can spot through the window. Score. They're cute! This is a place that deserves some good photos.
So he swaggers into the door with his silly, loose gait, camera in one hand while he waves with the other at whoever might see him.
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I just, uh, hope you don't take it to mean that you don't satisfy me, but... there's a kink I've been wanting to do for awhile. Outside of doing it to myself, I mean.
It's not new to me. But I've been wanting it from... you and a few others I'm close to here in the villa. And one outside of it.
I know it's not... a conventional kink. Certainly, I don't see it come up often even back home.
But... I'd be really excited if you... wouldn't mind giving fisting me a try.
It's okay if you don't want to. I won't force it.
Anyway, um... Either way I'll talk to you soon. Hope you're having a good today today.
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Dog days
Made good on the dare. Take a look.
Attached to the message is a series of photographs. It would appear the boy took things perhaps literally when asked to 'find a pair of dog ears'- on top of his head in every single one rests a pair of perky, apparently real blond ears, folded at the top. A tail with long, draping fur is not difficult to spot either.
He's being walked on a red leash by Noctis, who, notably, sports his own ears and tail, though his are those of a more feline variety.
'Walked' is a loose term- the sequence of photos shows Prompto attempting to sprint ahead, pulling Noctis along as he rushes about, with no mind for anything but his own excitement over the opportunity for walkies.
He is, in short, quite a mess.
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[ACTION] With Noctis
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Geal, beloved, darling, light of my life, apple of my eye: I have a proposition for you. When do you think you'll have a proper day off next?
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Hands you a Silly Twink
The blond is on the move- he snaps pictures of a sign here, a storefront there...Excitedly talking to himself all the while. His photographic wanderings eventually land him right in front of the local bakery. Cute place, though he's never been inside. He vaguely recalls it being owned by Angeal, right?
Immediately, his bright blue eyes are right on any manner of baked goods he can spot through the window. Score. They're cute! This is a place that deserves some good photos.
So he swaggers into the door with his silly, loose gait, camera in one hand while he waves with the other at whoever might see him.
"He-lloooo? Anyone home? I'm here for the goods!"
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Cannolis. I see you. Prompto does not. Yet.
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happy valentine's fray
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You should take a little break, my love. Come to the greenhouse when you get a chance.
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