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[harderdaddy]

Text | Voice | Video | Action What are yah stupid? You know what ta do. kisses~

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[bartenderbitch]

Old fashioned man that likes attractive people, that better? [He's quite happy to be like this, if his tail is any indication with the swaying it's doing, he's ridiculous.] Mhmm~ People really missing out on not doing this.

[harderdaddy]

Yeah? Should I offer sessions? Lend myself out as a pillow, or you like keepin' that all to yourself.

[bartenderbitch]

[For a long moment he remains quiet other than the loud purring, very clearly pondering over this very seriously.]

Maybe I wanna be a little possessive over one thing~

[harderdaddy]

[Angel laughs and continues petting him, humming softly.]
Old softie.

[bartenderbitch]

Oh shut up, would you prefer me to go back to being grouchy and pushing you off of me?

[He's clearly not serious about any of those words, especially while his face is still very much shoved in chest fluff. Totally normal.]

[harderdaddy]

I do have a thing for that grouchy old man. Ya can push me around sometimes, when we're feelin' nostalgic, how 'bout that?

[You could be in a cat poster right now, Husk.]

[bartenderbitch]

I guess I could do that. [He shifts a little and totally not at all doing that ridiculous kneading shit against his abdomen while buried in the fluff.]

Push you down on the bed, straddle your waist maybe....

[harderdaddy]

[What is- Angel's head tilts as he tries to work out that new sensation and then grins. Jesus.]

Yeah? Ya thinkin' a doin' that now maybe?

[bartenderbitch]

[The cat form is absolutely more than just appearances more and more, it would seem. He laughs lightly at the words, burying a little bit further before licking the fur in front of him.]

Maybe? I am rather fond of massages, you know. And it seems like you aren't opposed to it.

[harderdaddy]

Mmm, heh, careful, that stuff is longer than the rest.

[The poor hairball Husk is eventually going to be left with.]

Ain't opposed at all.

[bartenderbitch]

I'll be fine~ [He'll deal with the hairball situation later, for now he doesn't care as he's more keen on being an affectionate cat. Though he finally pulls himself out of the chest fluff to watch him again, good grief.]

Then lay down and get comfy, baby. Front or back, either's fine.

[harderdaddy]

[Snickering, Angel slides off of Husk's lap and stretches himself out over the bed, face up. Who is he to deprive Husk of his favorite attribute?]

This the sexy kinda massage or the relaxin' kind?