"Bokuto-san, my leg is numb." Wiggled his leg under the heavy owl, it tingled in riposte. The complaint was left to sodden the air. The nonsensical patterns he on a broad back suggested his indifference to it completely. He is contented.
Sorry Akaashiiiiii. Here. *rolls to the side, sliding his torso off the other's legs and wrapping his arms to hold them against his sides instead* Is that better? I am enjoying the tracing to much.....its so relaxing to get up.
Sorry Akaashiiiiii. Here. *rolls to the side, sliding his torso off the other's legs and wrapping his arms to hold them against his sides instead* Is that better? I am enjoying the tracing to much.....its so relaxing to get up.
