So, Fawn still felt kinda.. Bad.. For acting like a nervous twat that last time they’d almost done the fun.. Thing.. and anyway, she wanted to try and make it up to her quiet mate. Loosen them both up, nicely. She was, after all, the queen of sedatives and drugs.
Including those rare fermented berries that only could be found right around the first few frosts.
Fuck yeah, they were going to have fun with this. You couldn’t do these too often, because it definitely wasn’t healthy, or safe, being in such a state all the time. But for one little stint.. It was okay. She knew what she was doing. On the plus side for her, she would have someone to get wasted with, and wouldn’t end up having a slurred, stammered conversation with a stump. Hopefully Eefie was more talkative..
She’d been searching for these berries for days, and finally, finally she’d found some up in the grassier hills. Snatching off a whole branch, Fawn awkwardly carried it back home, and that’s where she was currently, out of breath and eagerly dropped the branch onto the sand. Now, where was her mate? “Eeeeeeeefie?”
Jul 03, 2017 04:16 PM
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