forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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Convel let out a satisfied yip as his eyes squeezed shut. His ta swooshed back and forth on the bed, this was clearly what he wanted.

She continued, having her other hand pet his head. "That's a good wolfy." She laughed a little.

He let out small barking noises like he was talking to her. He pushed himself into her hands for more.

"Wow, I just had the moment of realization that this is basically jacking off for dogs. Don't really know what to think about that. Don't really want to think about that. Okay, I'm not thinking about that!"

Convel opened his eyes to look up at her. He found humor in the humans realization, she reached a spot causing his leg to move rapidly in the air.

Her wrists were starting to cramp and she slowed, eventually stopping. "Okay, as much as I enjoy having my own pet wolf, this is really getting disturbing for me and my hand is cramping so can I have my boyfriend back? Please?"

Convel turned with no hesitation to Ryan laying on his back laughing and wheezing.

"Have fun, chuckles?" She crossed her arms, her smile growing.

“Ahhh no I can’t this is too good,” Ryan was laughing to the point of tears.

She rolled her eye. "Okay Imma leave you to that while I go do something that won't take such a blow to my pride." She walked out and downstairs into the kitchen, hopping onto the counter and pulling out her phone to scroll through Tumblr.

Ryan followed, “Its more like when you run hands through my hair. It just feels nice,” Ryan was still holding back laughter.

She barely looked up. "Can you not? It was a logical assumption so shut up!" She was choking back laughing herself.

“Well you made the beasts day so allow me to ruin yours with a sharp reminder of something you said you’d take care of today,”

She winced. "I know I know. I really don't want to though."

Ryan groaned, “Belle you have to. The guilt will kill me,”

"I know, I know! Just because I have to doesn't mean I want to."

Tuan nodded, “When?”

"Not sure. Sometime this morning, definitely."

“Okay,” Ryan nodded, “You can take the bike if you want,”

"Nah, I prefer to walk. Besides, it's a nice day. I'll be fine." She was anything but fine. She was so very clearly not fine.

“I propose a deal, I make you breakfast and you go when you’re done?”

"Sounds good." She hopped down, guilt and nerves turning her stomach. Just the thought of eating made her nauseous.

“Okay. What do you want. You can always eat after if you want,” he realized she was probably nervous.

Another wave of nausea passed over her and she gagged. "Um, I think I'm good for now." She felt sick and dizzy, she was going to pass out.

Ryan took her hand in his, “Calm down, He’ll be okay and so will you,”

She felt weak, unable to answer. The room was spinning like a top, draining of all color.

“What’s so scary? You’re helping him,”

His voice was muffled, words turned into gibberish. She could see dark spots cover her vision. Then it all went black. She fainted.

(I once actually passed out in my elementary school chorus concert in front of the entire school. Not my proudest moment.)

(Oof)