❛ FINE. yer real purdy, ‘kay?! ❜ he’d lie, tell him he was the ugliest boy he’s ever seen. then he’d just leave. tucker’s not that dim, knows how to keep meals and pets around good enough. though he doesn’t quite have the same patience and tact his sister does.
with a sniff, legs extend, practically engulfing the other. he’ll stick his tongue in michael’s ear, see what that does, what kind of reaction he gets. ❛ gotta suck my cock good. duh. ❜ it’s as if the other is stupider than he. how else do you form effective apologies? words means nothing if you don’t prove them. ❛ imma cum on yer mouth. ❜
fingers are already there again, probing past plush lips with a lethargic interest. tucker’s literally just woken up for a nap but feels he could go for another. needs a good orgasm first. and his apology.
THERE IT IS AGAIN ! and in the same silly lilt he had come to expect from tucker. breath tickles the back of his neck and he squeaks, shivers run down his spine produced by the tongue in his ear though he makes no attempt to avoid it. such a needy little boy, lavished in the attention. leaning back into tucker’s body he looks up at the boy, back of head pressed to the siren’s chest as he reaches up to run a tongue along the bottom of the boy’s chin. it’s not long before he feels fingers at his lips again, opens up his mouth to let them in as his own tongue runs along the digits.
he wants to give tucker what he WANTS, always had been a people pleaser. wants tucker to be happy with him, wants him to like him. lips suck on fingers for a moment before he pulls his head back, letting them go with a POP ! he reaches his fingers up to trace tucker’s lips, feels the smooth skin and trails a finger down to his chin, holds it there a moment. “ you’re pretty too, tucker. real pretty. ”