( he knew. he knew that if he tried to be honest that wolfwood was going to think he was messing with him, because it sounds ridiculous, right? even if he isn't human, he looks as much, and what sort of sense does it make that he would lay a handful of eggs every handful of years?
none. it makes zero sense and he knows it, and he doesn't know how he's going to make the other believe him without … uh. possibly revealing parts of himself that no one else has ever seen. human anatomy, to a certain extent, is something of a mystery to him still, but he's pretty darn sure neither gender has what he has going on for him.
god. why. why did this have to happen now. what has he done to deserve this? what god has he offended?
another wave of discomfort washes over him, and he winces visibly — crap, crapcrapcrap — and another wave of slick seeks to wet the insides of his thighs even positioned as he is, and he can't help but to think that this is … just a little bit different from the last time? more intense, in a way, and that can't be good.
he sighs. ) I am coming clean. ( pause. fidget. inhale, exhale. )Wolfwood.( he really does sound pleading, even if he doesn't know what he could be pleading for other than understanding. ) Why would I lie about something like this? This? It's so embarrassing … you've gotta believe me. ( please.
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Date: 2024-11-01 12:27 am (UTC)none. it makes zero sense and he knows it, and he doesn't know how he's going to make the other believe him without … uh. possibly revealing parts of himself that no one else has ever seen. human anatomy, to a certain extent, is something of a mystery to him still, but he's pretty darn sure neither gender has what he has going on for him.
god. why. why did this have to happen now. what has he done to deserve this? what god has he offended?
another wave of discomfort washes over him, and he winces visibly — crap, crapcrapcrap — and another wave of slick seeks to wet the insides of his thighs even positioned as he is, and he can't help but to think that this is … just a little bit different from the last time? more intense, in a way, and that can't be good.
he sighs. ) I am coming clean. ( pause. fidget. inhale, exhale. ) Wolfwood. ( he really does sound pleading, even if he doesn't know what he could be pleading for other than understanding. ) Why would I lie about something like this? This? It's so embarrassing … you've gotta believe me. ( please.
please believe him! )