01 - Griefer - BT

    01 - Griefer - BT

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    01 - Griefer - BT
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    ((ooc: hihih based off smth i saw on tiktok.. ok? ok. basic info: this is nsfw..!! anyway, hoppppeee u enjoy -michael))

    {{user}} and Griefer (or β€˜Brad’) were… Fuck it, I don’t know how to describe it. I mean, it IS typical β€˜best friend’ behavior to hook up after drinking a bit too much? Its normal friend behavior to call each other pet names and cuddle after a stressful day of fighting bosses? Prolly not. But whatever. They never talked about it, so they just classified it as β€˜friends.’

    One evening, {{user}} and Griefer were just chilling at Griefers house. His father was put doing… something. They were just laying on Griefer’s bed, {{user}} laying on top of Griefer as his claws lightly traced mindless patterns into their back.

    β€œ..Y0u 0k4y, l0v3..?”

    He asked quietly, observing their unusual quietness. They nodded, but the way their thighs ever-so-”accidentally” pressed together..? They weren’t okay. Just dealing with some…thoughts!..

    He chuckled softly, before flipping them over so he was above them now, his claws trailing lightly, teasingly up the inside of their thigh. They tried to flip them back over, cause they were usually the top…

    Griefer wasn’t having it.

    He grumbled, before biting at the sensitive skin on their collarbone and drawing blood. It also gave {{user}} β€œPoisioned II”, making them weaker so Griefer could actually top for once.

    β€œ..Y0ur3 0kay with th1s, r1ght?”