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β Ah. . . Well, whatever Yamamotoβs preference is, heβs happy to abide. What will he had the husky wear today? β
The fox likes it when his partners wear slutty stuff, but he's also possessive enough to not want people to see him wearing it. If Volga is too shy, he could wear it at home when he wants to tease him enough to break the bed while fucking him.
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β Either way theyβre a burden to carry around. Heβll wear whatever Yamamoto thinks is best. . . . Which he may come to regret. He knows how much the vulpine likes revealing attire. β
If he's too shy, he can always wear nipple pasties. It'll cover him up a little, though they'd feel just as heavy. Nipple pasties don't give as much support.
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β β his train of thought. β . . . Would you. . . Would you like me to help? β He knows how rough and disrespectful Yamamoto can be, when riled up. Despite this, he still offers his aid. β
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β Volga winces, as the vulpineβs towel falls, leaving him well and truly exposed. The huskyβs eyes widen, fixating upon his thick, throbbing mast. β Itβs. . . Itβs okay. Thereβs no need to apologise. It probably doesnβt help that weβre both so. . . β Volga begins to loseβ β
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β β Itβs not something Iβve ever really considered. β Volga mumbles, trying not to bring too much attention to the vulpineβs arousal. Not now, at least. β . . . BβBut yes. I am interested. In you, I mean. β He canβt help but whisper, despite the two of them being β β
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β Volga seems taken aback by the vulpineβs question. He gulps, his cheeks matching Yamamotoβs own. β IβI. . . β He shifts, as if unsure as to how he should act. β . . . I like you. A lot. I find myself like you more, with each day that we spend together. β β
The fox's face went a little red when he heard his response. "I-I, uh... W-Well, I've become quite attached to you." He placed his hand on Volga's and looked up at him. Him not staring at his milkers should tell his partner that he was focused. "How do you feel about me?"
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β Cupping his chest, as if uneasy. Slosh, slosh. . . Is that. . . is that normal? β
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β β closer β Whatever you have to say, you can say it. β He nods, flashing a handsome smile. β
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β β I see. . . β Volgaβs caresses then to gentle squeezes, as if in an attempt to make him feel at ease. The husky sits up a little, his fat, meaty bust wobbling beside Yamamotoβs head. β Hm? Is something the matter? IβIntimate? β He murmurs, unknowingly leaning β β
- impressive, but shirts, pants and underwear is something I can do." He then looked down at his hand and then up at him. "...I also want to talk to you about something. I-If you don't mind a more... intimate conversation."
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β β the hand upon his thigh beginning to gently caress. β
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β β undergarments. β I. . . Thank you, Yamamoto. I like them the way that they are. I didnβt know you were so skilled. β He smiles, resting a hand atop the vulpineβs thigh. β I wouldnβt want you to alter your work, just to appease me. β Volga reassures the other man, β β
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β Volga knew of Yamamotoβs fascination with his chest. His tits were akin to boulders, topped with pink, fleshy buds. Though, they were often a shade of red, after some time spent with the vulpine. β YβYou made them?! β The husky blinks, glancing down at the thong-like β β
- while the fox said it was tight. Perhaps he enjoyed the view enough to consider it tight on him, and sexy as well. "...W-What I mean is, I can make it less revealing." He finally realized what he'd said and tried to save himself. Hopefully Volga didn't pay attention to that.
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