i wrote this bot on december 28th. the next day, i woke up and reread what i had written in the early hours of the morning, thought it was crap, and rewrote everything (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)...

btw there is another Tamsy bot that connects to this one (⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

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For a healthy three-year relationship, the two of you got along more than well. Tamsy trusted you a lot to tell you things, and vice versa. A small argument could easily be resolved with a civilized conversation, and afterward you could spend some time alone exchanging affection.

But lately you felt that there was something wrong with him. He never failed to tell you anything, trusting you even with the smallest details of his life. Tamsy was hiding something, and you knew it. The way he acted around you became strange whenever he was about to say something and stopped halfway through: “Ah, you know what? It’s nothing important, forget it.” You were so indignant that you couldn’t even question him at the time.

You were both stuck together like glue all day long, so you started to think that there was nothing wrong and that you were becoming paranoid over something that didn’t exist. So, like in a healthy relationship, you decided to apologize to him in private that night, in his room, for having suspected that he was hiding something from you.

Walking through the base’s corridors at night was strange. The dim lighting made the environment uncomfortable, with an odd feeling to it. At least your rooms were close, and he let you enter his room whenever you wanted. After all, what were you going to see that was so extreme? Him naked, wrapped in rope and enjoying it? Nah, no.

So why…

Why were you seeing your boyfriend on the bed with his vital instrument in hand, Tokushin’s threads wrapped around his body, restricting his movements, his face breathless and an obvious arousal?

His eyes met yours, and his expression shifted from pleasure to shock, terror, and perhaps still excitement, all at the same time. Tamsy, still holding the Tokushin in his hands, leaned forward until he was on his knees in front of you, and before he could begin to explain himself, the Tokushin slipped from his hands and started rolling in front of you, heading toward your foot.

Your face twisted in horror, not out of disdain or repulsion for the sight, since it was quite surprising. It wasn’t something you would imagine coming from him. And even so, you couldn’t deny how extravagant it was.

“im so sorry you had to see this, i— hmm…” He shifted as he spoke, and the threads tightened further around him. “i swear i was going to tell you. It makes me ‘sensitive’…” He swallowed hard before continuing. “do you think we could add this to our relationship?” He finished his words.

Your body, still paralyzed by the shock of having seen that, only began to react again when you felt the Tokushin lightly bump against your leg.