Round mouse ears twitched and she took a breath, looking around. She couldn't deny that Jerem-er, Germ Warfare was just as cute as he was back then, even without all the fake blood and amateur-level costuming. Show me your cunt.” came the be-capped birdboy's next words, blunt, dull, his shaft twitching openly in the cool autumn air.ĭid he HAVE to say it like that? Despite that, Lori felt her tail unconsciously curl at her side and a warm heat swirl about under her navel as she bit her lower lip nervously.
#Night in the woods ost maebea skin#
The orange hues of the falling sun made the blue-tinted skin nearly glimmer, foreskin neatly hiding away the entirety of Germ's cockhead. The seventeen year old tugged down his sweatpants and boxers in front, and out sprang a fairly long piece of cock – it wasn't all too thick though. To the ever-spacey Germ, this was apparently a yes. Lori's mouth opened, but all she could do was lift her special-made inhaler to her mouth(those buckteeth, you know) and puff on it. Wanna see?” Germ asked, thumbing under the elastic of his sweatpants' waistband.(teaser cont) she got so worked up she almost had a hair-trigger orgasm right then and there, provoking an embarrassing asthma attack that had her stop the whole thing so she could go outside and use her inhaler.Īnd now it felt like the same thing was happening again. Then those soft fingers exploring her pale grey mound. the grip around her inhaler felt so dirty to her in that moment, recalling the heat, the pulse of the birdboy's uncut dick in her hand.
Something about all that fake blood covering Germ's body, the ragged, slashed-up shirt he'd worn as part of his costume. They used one of the run-down houses on the town outskirts, close to sundown.
#Night in the woods ost maebea movie#
Lori's toes curled, remembering that time – one of her earliest horror movie attempts.
We've already had each other's hands down our pants before, why not fuck?” he asked, not even the tiniest flicker of hesitance in his voice as he patted a bump in his sweatpants. the tunnel just isn't doing it for me today. did you really just say you wanted to have sex? Here? Now? R-Right between the tracks?” the mouse asked, her lower grey lip briefly quivering as fingers curled firmly around the inhaler in her coat pocket. she took in a breath as a few memories flooded forward from the back of her mind, and spoke.
Lori gave Germ a briefly incredulous look did he really just suggest what she thought she heard with those big ears of hers? The deep bluefeathered bird was giving her that dull, empty, bored stare of his he was practically known for around the small town they lived in. Sorry it's not the masturbation you're looking for, but here's an excerpt from the Germ/Lori fapfic I'm typing out right now: