(DAY 23 & 24)

"A... ahah—haa... c—come here..."

Slingshot slowly stalked towards the bed, swallowing the saliva pooling in his mouth, letting out a small puff of air. Pressing the lit cigarette end onto the wooden end of the bed, letting it sizzle for a moment before tossing the smoke onto the carpeted floor. With both hands free, he reaches behind his back as he gets onto the bed, the morning sun from the cracked window shining onto his face.

On his knees, Slingshot undoes the zipper on the back of his work dress, slipping it off of his shoulders in a matter of seconds, dropping it to the side as he crawls closer. His movements are hectic, his tail standing tall and interested. A leather harness hugs his torso, as well as both of his legs, and he closes in on you.

With his arms around one of your own, he ground into your hand, tail moving like a metronome behind him, hitting against the bed's mattress repeatedly.

Beneath the heavy scent of pheromones, you can smell fresh coffee grounds on him. There wasn't a single doubt in your mind that he had just ditched work an hour into his shift to do this instead.

"Ha... ha..."

Slingshot muttered something into your arm before shifting to be more on top of it, scooting just the slightest bit closer to sling his leg over yours, laying spread out on top of you as he moved his hips against your stomach instead.

"Mmmn... hi..."

He tilts his head to look at you, rubbing more insistently now, the leather he's clad in getting caught on your clothes momentarily.