Mr. Toscano wouldn't push his grade to a C because he would forget to write his name on a perfect sheet of work. . . . . . How is that the terrier's fault?
The terrier feels the canine positioning himself as he would spoon him perfectly. His arms wrap around his twink-ish body as he would gently press himself against the other canine. Mason had one last thing he needed to do. . . โ I know something else that can increase serotonin. . . โ
The terrier watches as the canine starts to get handsy. โ Mind showing me? โ The terrier said, laying on his back to allow the canine to position himself in the way he was told was best to lay next to one another.
The terrier smiles. โ I hear fur on fur contact allows our bodies to naturally warm up for comfort. . . โ The dog said, coming close as their half naked bodies are pressed up against each other. Grabbing a blanket and covering the two as Mason would caress the back of the canine's head.
โ Heh, yeah. Working as a furniture mover really does a body good. โ The terrier said, holding the canine in his arms as the two head upstairs before closing the door to their room behind the two. Mason then lays the canine on the bed before laying next to him, his arms wrapped around him. . .
. . . Bet โ proceeds to lift the dog up into his arms, the two are in their underwear as they head upstairs. โ
"๐๐ป๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ผ ๐ ๐ผ๐ผ๐ป!" โข ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ถ๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฃ โข ๐ก๐ฆ๐๐ช (๐ญ๐ด+ ๐ข๐ก๐๐ฌ) โข ๐๐น๐๐ผ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ ๐บ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐ป๐. โข ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ป ๐ถ๐ ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ. โข ๐ฃ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ป๐๐๐ฎ๐ฟ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐น๐ฒ๐ฟ โข ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐น โข ๐ง๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ต ๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐บ๐