"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵." 𝗣𝗔𝗪𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗧 𝗟𝗬𝗡𝗫𝗟𝗘𝗬 #LewdRP | #MVRP | #NSFWRP ↺ and ♡ ?

"Heh -- well. Try everything is practically a motto here in Zootopia. So...figured I could give it a try." Pawbert raises a brow. Running a hand along one of his ears. "Oh yeah? Gonna' help me out on the tougher stretches and poses?" he teases.

Well -- he wants to, kind of, but...he's also a Lynxley. That's important to him too. Maybe his dad snd siblings don't treat him the best, but...he wants to live up to his name. To get their approval. ...though he likes being a big, cute kitty too.

Pawbert doesn't understand why everyone in Zootopia seems to be so obsessed with that fox that helped solve the Night Howlers case. That new cop. Sure he's kind of handsome. Okay -- he's really handsome. Has a great smile. Nice fur. ...wait. What was he talking about again...?

"Well, we are going into a yoga class, so...going to find out one way or the other, right...?" Pawbert flashes a grin. Chuckling, as he closes his locker. He's not used to being nude like this in the open -- he hopes nobody but Ray recognizes there's a Lynxley here!

"Why is everyone so surprised I'm in my early thirties...?" An awkward chuckle. "Is it -- 'cause I look so good for my age, or...?"

"Unexplained stuff...?" A sidelong glance. Running a hand along one of his ears. A clear fidget. "I...don't know what you mean." "Heh -- thanks. And you look...I mean, just incredible. Like -- in general...!"

His large paw threads their digits. Smiling softly. Raising a brow at the next comment, before bowing his head and chuckling. "Me? Really?" Pawbert murmurs. "I...I mean. Heh. I...wouldn't mind that, honestly."

// no milton account to rail my pawbert like the daddy's boy bottom he is, this is a special kind of torture aaaaa --

He bows his head and smiles shyly. It's clear he's not used to this degree of praise -- and every word makes his ears twitch. Clearly taking in each word. Until -- "-- mmm!" Pawbert huffs at the slap to his curvy rear. Letting out a flustered chuckle. "I -- heh, thanks..."

"Oh? Attractive? Really?" He sounds -- almost surprised. Rubbing one of his fluffy cheek tufts. Chuckling. "Well -- glad you think so. It's -- the feeling is mutual, good-looking."

"Oh..." Pawbert flashes a toothy grin. Another low chuckle. "Well -- handsome. I don't know much about your age, honestly, but you've always given me the vibe of...someone with a lot of experience." ...a lot more than vibes, to be honest. Given what they've gotten up to.

"Never had any doubts of that..." Pawbert sighs. A low purr in the back of his throat. Arching up and into the contact. "That said, I -- don't mind getting a reminder, though..."

Pawbert all but purrs at the offer. He's...not sure his father would approve, but...he wants this. Wants to go out with Bob and spend their time together. "That..,yeah, I'd -- I'd really like that. It sounds...great, honestly. Please..,"

"Mmm..." His head tilts into the contact. Another soft noise. "That's -- seems, uh...good to me." Probably for the best. Most of his past partners, well...his family didn't exactly approve of...

"That's..." His family would never approve of that. Even his usual outfits, as casual as they seemed, were vintage and casual, but expensive. Taking them in hand -- and starting to remove his articles to change into them. "-- that. Heh. It works for me..." Pawbert chuckles.

Pawbert shivers as he drops his pants and lifts his sweater. Exposing his cock and his hefty balls. His stubby tail twitching over his curvy rear. "Sorry, I'm -- it's a bit warm here. I'm more used to the cold climate over in Tundratown" he grins. "But I don't think you mind."