[Okay, now he's comfortable. There's something about getting nudged right back, on his couch, in...okay, it's not his couch, but it's also his couch. At this point, it's a couch Figaro's being tentatively allowed on, and he's on thin ice. But there's something about all of this - the nudge, the couch, the situation - that just somehow shoves Gepard back into his comfort zone. It's like he went on a full circle journey, back into his comfort zone.]
Can you please say it in a different way?
[Is it too late to throw Figaro off of the couch? Seems like it. And speaking of too late: he's spent too much time in Figaro's hideaway. He should be going soon. (Will he? Probably not, but the responsible part of Gepard notes helpfully that he should probably say something like, "Let's discuss this tomorrow night." Run out the door. Track down his men. Reassure them. Go home. Scream into a pillow because he's thinking with his dick and he doesn't like this, he's not used to his dick having a say, and now it's having a say it's being very insistent with its feelings.)
But, first things first, and Gepard crosses his arms, nudging Figaro with his knee again because he has a point to make, and it's a very good point.]
Saying it like that makes me feel like I'm an olm that you're fattening for the slaughter. [See? Amazing point.] And I'll only be a part of your diet until we can come up with something more sustainable. I've no doubt you'll get tired just feeding from me.
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Date: 2024-04-14 02:49 am (UTC)Can you please say it in a different way?
[Is it too late to throw Figaro off of the couch? Seems like it. And speaking of too late: he's spent too much time in Figaro's hideaway. He should be going soon. (Will he? Probably not, but the responsible part of Gepard notes helpfully that he should probably say something like, "Let's discuss this tomorrow night." Run out the door. Track down his men. Reassure them. Go home. Scream into a pillow because he's thinking with his dick and he doesn't like this, he's not used to his dick having a say, and now it's having a say it's being very insistent with its feelings.)
But, first things first, and Gepard crosses his arms, nudging Figaro with his knee again because he has a point to make, and it's a very good point.]
Saying it like that makes me feel like I'm an olm that you're fattening for the slaughter. [See? Amazing point.] And I'll only be a part of your diet until we can come up with something more sustainable. I've no doubt you'll get tired just feeding from me.