Wanted: a certain dog boy to occupy my empty lap. Preferably naked or wearing one of my shirts.

Yeah, go ahead and come here. Now, please, darling.

Sounds like the same thing to me. Bet.

Sounds great, darling. I fear I'm starting to rub off on you. Oh, fuck yeah. I'm so down.

Not at all. I'd say I'm pretty good at rubbing off on you, darling.

And all the time you're the cutest boy I've ever seen.

I promise, darling.

Yeah, you're gonna get ate OUT because of this outfit, darling.

You know, I don't fucking care where. I'll do it right where you stand, if I'm being honest.

Just stand still for me, darling. Don't even bother pulling those pants down or off for me. I'll take care of it.

Normally, I would keep scissors far away from you, darling. But you kind of did a good fucking job? You all look badass, by the way.

He's coming up and running a hand through the hybrid's hair. "What's the matter, darling?"

oh fuck. I'm suddenly feeling like getting my back blown out?

As long as you keep playing good music, you can stay in that passenger seat as long as you'd like, little bro.

my dick just got so fucking hard.

good morning.

the facial hair goes crazy, col

darling, it'd be my privilege to be your favorite seat.

beautiful, sweet boy. miss you.

that seems like a reasonable enough request, darling. let me make some calls, and then I'm all yours.