[ Oh, that evil hamster... Mehmet is going to crush it in his hands one day (when he's strong enough to crush things in his hands again).
The playful flirting leaves a pleasant buzz in his head, his chest, and deep in his gut. He opens his mouth, about to assert his own dominant personality, only for Owen to flip it on its head and draw out memories that area little too real.
The pout leaves him for a genuine frown, and the horny feeling in his gut quickly changes to gut-lurching anxiety. Vague memories of a time long passed roll through his mind, and he sinks deeper into the couch and farther away from Owen.
these silver haired motherfuckers.................................... ]
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The playful flirting leaves a pleasant buzz in his head, his chest, and deep in his gut. He opens his mouth, about to assert his own dominant personality, only for Owen to flip it on its head and draw out memories that area little too real.
The pout leaves him for a genuine frown, and the horny feeling in his gut quickly changes to gut-lurching anxiety. Vague memories of a time long passed roll through his mind, and he sinks deeper into the couch and farther away from Owen.
these silver haired motherfuckers.................................... ]
Owen.
[ Stop. ]