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28.Apr.19, 10:28 AM
R’dal already had a mouthful of cake when C’dhin made his speech but he still managed a cheer and then almost choked on his cake at the idea of spanking Misharan. Even in a not-so-kinky way, he liked it! He could easily see them all lining up with the birthday boy bent over the side of the couch so they could each take a turn paddling his adorable back side. He giggled to himself and made a mental note to ask Misharan nicely later on if they could do that and maybe set some rules for how hard the slaps would be. He’d personally hate to be unable to sit or lie on his back because of too many birthday bum bops!
The idea of pinching didn’t sound fun at all, though, and R’dal made a face at Misharan as he pinched his own cheek. It added to his face and made his words come out a bit funny but it helped prove his point. “Pinching sucks. My mom and some of the ladies in the kitchens like to do it to me while they call me adorable and sweet. Some of them have quite the grip!” He never complained to the ladies about it. He thought they were all just as sweet and while it stung a bit, it never really hurt and he didn’t want to take away someone else’s fun or change a habit.
After finishing his first slice and devouring a second—of a different flavour! He had plans to try each layer before he left—R’dal set down his plate in order to help pace himself. He didn’t want to make himself sick despite the goal to sample everything. Mylorah had been following his example and they chatted while eating but now he wanted to go see the man they were all gathered together for and Kordiavis wandering over didn’t make him feel bad for ditching Mylorah for a bit, especially since she turned the Candidate into her chair since he took the one R’dal had abandoned.
He wouldn’t call it sneaking up since T’ryn was with Misharan and greeted him again when he got close, but R’dal wondered if he would have been elbowed out of surprise for the way he silently slipped his arms around Misharan’s waist and pressed up against his back for a cuddle. He was just a smidgen taller than his friend so he took advantage of it by resting his chin on a shoulder. F’drel was taller than him so he didn’t really get a chance to do such things, but height didn’t matter when they were curled up in bed together.
“I know you said later but fifteen minutes is technically later and I’m only asking for even later but can I please spank you, Misha? It sounds like fun.” He meant it in the fun and innocent group activity way but his somewhat traitorous body was starting to lean toward the more sexual way with how their bodies were pressed together. Honestly, Misharan was a good friend and R’dal would happily go with either option that was selected. He had a pretty open group of friends that liked to share and show their affections—some more than others—and if Misharan wanted to be friends that sometimes had sex, that was cool with him.
The idea of pinching didn’t sound fun at all, though, and R’dal made a face at Misharan as he pinched his own cheek. It added to his face and made his words come out a bit funny but it helped prove his point. “Pinching sucks. My mom and some of the ladies in the kitchens like to do it to me while they call me adorable and sweet. Some of them have quite the grip!” He never complained to the ladies about it. He thought they were all just as sweet and while it stung a bit, it never really hurt and he didn’t want to take away someone else’s fun or change a habit.
After finishing his first slice and devouring a second—of a different flavour! He had plans to try each layer before he left—R’dal set down his plate in order to help pace himself. He didn’t want to make himself sick despite the goal to sample everything. Mylorah had been following his example and they chatted while eating but now he wanted to go see the man they were all gathered together for and Kordiavis wandering over didn’t make him feel bad for ditching Mylorah for a bit, especially since she turned the Candidate into her chair since he took the one R’dal had abandoned.
He wouldn’t call it sneaking up since T’ryn was with Misharan and greeted him again when he got close, but R’dal wondered if he would have been elbowed out of surprise for the way he silently slipped his arms around Misharan’s waist and pressed up against his back for a cuddle. He was just a smidgen taller than his friend so he took advantage of it by resting his chin on a shoulder. F’drel was taller than him so he didn’t really get a chance to do such things, but height didn’t matter when they were curled up in bed together.
“I know you said later but fifteen minutes is technically later and I’m only asking for even later but can I please spank you, Misha? It sounds like fun.” He meant it in the fun and innocent group activity way but his somewhat traitorous body was starting to lean toward the more sexual way with how their bodies were pressed together. Honestly, Misharan was a good friend and R’dal would happily go with either option that was selected. He had a pretty open group of friends that liked to share and show their affections—some more than others—and if Misharan wanted to be friends that sometimes had sex, that was cool with him.
