Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-37629772-20191007134532

(Well, can't really think of a reason Theo would abject, so i guess we'll have them screwing off camera in that case.)

At first Theo was confused at the messengers attitude and behaviour, until he realised he had his limp Shlong out in the wind. Instead of being red in the face and mentally calling himself stupid, it really didn't bother him that much. Seemed he wasn't the only one with a new found confidence.

"......OH! Yeaaaah......Should probably do something about that...."

He glared at his bottom half and thought about it deeply.

''Probably should cover myself with a towel, actually! Maybe I could get some clothes? She was wearing some clothes, get get myself some of those......Wait, what do clothes even feel like? Are they just like....blankets that are on you all the time, wouldn't that be uncomfortable-''

"Well, I'm going to take a hot shower. You can join if you want~♡!"

Theo looked back at Lulu, and started smiled with the same hooded eyes as her's. He simply placed the letters on a nearby bench. As he placed the envelopes on the piece of furniture, he would notice one of them seemed addressed to a Werecat, obviously him. He would've opened it, but he had someone to satisfy first.

He walked over to the door frame his lover waited for him at, placing a hand on her shoulder and the other one on her chin.

"I'd love that~" He whispered to her, before pulling his head closer down to her's, locking them once again in a tender moment of passionate lip-to-lip contact. This lasted for a couple seconds before Lulu was suddenly lifted off the ground and into Theo's arms. As their mouths parted, Theo started giggling as he cradled her in his arms. With two arms fully occupied and filled with a kobold's succulent and voluptous body, the Werecat awkwardly use his leg to close the door to the bathroom.

Almost as soon as the door closed, Cayden started to wake back up with a big, hearty yawn and a couple smacks of the lips.

"...I.....needed that....SOO MUCH!"

MEANWHILE

As the little mail boy squirrel started to cheerfully head from Kreed's house to the other huts under the bridge, he noticed the other Ratatoskr on shift and started heading over to her.

"Oi buddy!" He cheerfully skipped over before he started walking side by side with her.

"Haven't seen yer chevy chase at the post office, yeh 're the new lass right?" He asked, with a big closed-mouth smile on his face, only to be met with no response. As he noticed his hue in the face, a cheeky grin slide across his face as he started giggling.

"Oh! Hahaha...Let me guess, one of the house yeh went to, the owner opened the door and they were also starkers, aye? Pretty common thingamajig with sleeping rough monsters for some reason..."

MEANWHILE

As Davey ranted on about how strange and peculiar it is that he won't be having to serve some lean, mean, sex machine, Verthatoth coughed into his hand, snapping the crazed skeleton out of  his ramblings and bring his attention to Roxy. The old bag of bones changed his tune to one of significantly different and calmer attitude, sort of like one you would recieve from an old relative like your grandpops.

"Oh, me bad wench, ole Davey Jones sometimes loses hisself in a moment. If th' fact i died at age 60 wit' dementia 'n at th' hands o' every pirate's worst enemy doesn't affect me a tad bit on th' mental side, then th' hundreds o' years o' floatin' around in ship across th' ole world's monster ridden seas 'n 20 years o' runnin' a diner will. How about we forget that I went a bit Cuckoo fer a while 'n I'll show ye t' yer table, aye?"

Verthatoth chuckled and said "I'm sure my client would love that, wouldn't you Miss Flannigan?"