(DAY 7/HCS)
"You are... You are ridiculous."
He looks towards you as you offer him the Spirit Halloween costume, the crinkly packaging snatched away from your hands.
"Is this supposed to make me feel less bad about being unlicensed?"
All that was left of the 'gift' within minutes was just the plastic packaging on the floor, the door to the bathroom being left slightly ajar as the sounds of struggling with cheap, stiff cloth can be heard.
But if you REALLY listened in, you'd be able to hear the following sentence ;
"...Why's there a... — Oh. Huh. Hm."
You... genuinely wish you knew what that even began to mean, but instead, you chose to let him change.
And change he did.
You hear a few clicks of his hooves nearing the door, the sound of them tapping against the ceramic tiles of the bathroom floor unmistakable.
As soon as he steps onto the dark, wooden floor in the hallway, you can see him, doctor coat and all.
"And you don't think this is ridiculous? Not once has it crossed your mind like, 'hey, maybe this looks stupid'? No?"
He questions as he approaches, closer and closer to the bed you're sitting on, one hoof kicking your legs apart and moving in to stand between them. He takes one good look at you, a good once-over, before pushing you back against the mattress, your body bouncing back from the springs slightly.
Saying he ended up on top of you minutes later would be... an understatement.
With his coat already ruffled, Medkit pushed his tounge inside of your mouth, his eyes closed as he presses down into you. His gloved hands grip your arms on either side as he tastes your saliva deeply. You could've sworn you felt him spit into your mouth while he was pulling back.
For now, all he does is look at you. A deep, emotional look lies in his good eye, before he leans back down, licking at your neck, swiping over the length of it multiple times in quick succession.
You're able to see his tail slightly shake, before breaking out into a side-to-side, wagging motion. His hands can't decide where they want to rest, sliding down your arms, and then back up, going to your stomach, and then your chest; only to return to their starting point at the end of it.
"Yes... you just lay still..."