[novum pov, also i was sick irl genuinely when making this]

[january 27, tuesday, 10:47 pm]

god you felt HORNY as fuck. well, you always had it spike up when it’s past 10:45, course. you did the natural thing: to try and claim L-20, despite age. (absolute predatory act)

Though before you even reached his door: He called for you in a hoarse voice,

[L-20] “NOVUM!!” something’s wrong.

Instantly, your lust dissipates. Your tentacle cock slips back inside your body (its like a slit when it can come out or not)

You overcame your rushed lust and desire, all in concern.

You bash the door open to see L-20 collapsed, struggling to get up on the floor.

[L-20] “‘m sick. c- cough could you… like… get the medicine somewhere?”

He hoarsely requested. Welp, you gotta keep that lust on bay, cause your regular counterpart is sick.