- night under the covers?

. . .

The mirror would look better if Bernard weren't the reflection.

- and will do just about anything for some affection.

The desire for intimacy was lost within the daily grind to pay rent and buy groceries, mainly because intimacy was Bernard's specialty. No one asks the merchant what they want to buy, so why would they ask the whore what they want from a -

- unintentionally caught the glance of passerby's.

Yet, there sat little old Bernard. Used goods. Old product. A guy people would come to only if they've exhausted all other people. The friend you go to when your best friend is busy. The night worker that was called, because you know he's cheap -

- loved so dearly. Hurt Bernard so much, but Bernard kept letting him back into his life. Until the man got bored of Bernard. A woman, beautiful in every way Bernard wasn't. She wasn't a bad person, no. Bernard envied her, he was so painfully jealous of her kindness, her wits, the way she -

"And I'm actually a raptor dragon."

Grinning like 😁

"You always have such a dirty mind..."

Rolling his eyes. Smirking, though.

- intimate and personal, truly a big step in their companionship!

"I've always wanted to visit New Zealand. Honestly I was disappointed I moved to America as a kid, but ah.. At least I met you." Squeezing his eyes shut. That was cheesy, and he knew it.

Needless to say, Bernard's lil' face was all like 😳

"..ja."

He gingerly took Fylk's tail. It felt just like holding someone's hand, even if it was just a long.. tail. It just felt more personal because it was Fylk's tail. So, obviously his heart was all aflutter. The whole situation just felt so -

"You're such a little jerk.."

Sticking his tongue out at Ross. Blahhh!

"eugh-" Jumping back, hiding behind one of the repossessed cars.

"..you're no fun..!"

"Sword."

"Oh. Hallo, Fimonst.

I'm just being a debby downer. I think that's the saying."

- faced the shower, hiding his face, "A distraction.

.......

..but.. you.. think it looks cool?"

He asked, turning around to let the water splash on his back. Now his front was in full view... And... Y'know. Showing off that.. Excitement.

- as if to feel the burn scars. The skin was slightly ruffled, a striated at warped patch of skin, clearly it was very old.

"Fire," Obviously. But clearly it was a touchy subject, or at least it was something he rarely ever talked about.

"I'll tell you later. For now, I just want to have.." He -

Wrap around his head? Oh, Bernie could totally fit his little companion's head between his thighs! They weren't strong enough to crush a melon, however, it wouldn't be far fetched to believe he could..

"Buh?" The German looked behind, at Fylk, then he dragged his fingers across behind his thighs -