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[throughbamboo]

Mmm, makes sense. Easier to digest it all that way, an' I can go through it with ya.

[yeah, that's not a surprise. Keeps rubbing his back, hand sliding a little lower]

[doggonemad]

Yeah. Do it in chunks an' shit.

[ slowly relaxing a bit. ]

[throughbamboo]

Over drinks. Think we'll need 'em for all this bull.

Yer blessin' actin' up?

[doggonemad]

'Course it is.

[throughbamboo]

Just the hands, or - ?

[doggonemad]

There's a reason I flopped face first, bro.

[throughbamboo]

Thought ya were just gettin' comfy.

[gives him a little nudge] Lemme see.

[doggonemad]

That too. Shit, wine an' dine me first 'fore ya try to get into my pants.

[throughbamboo]

If I wanted in yer pants, I wouldn't do it with winin' an' dinin'.

[doggonemad]

What the fuck! I deserve that much at least.

[throughbamboo]

Oi, if I'm winin' an' dinin' ya, it's 'cuz I wanna spoil ya, dumbass.

[doggonemad]

Whatever. Gotta wine an' dine me ta see my tail.

[throughbamboo]

[snorts softly]

I'd think that's the last thing ya want me doin' when ya got a tail all bunched up in yer pants, bro.

[doggonemad]

S'fine. Ain't comfy, but whatever.

[throughbamboo]

[slides his hand back up again, humming]

Mhm. Whatever, ain't like I haven't seen it. Be uncomfy, then.

[doggonemad]

Ain't gonna be much comfier, all hiked up over my pants.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm, s'true. [jokingly] I'd say just take 'em off, but that ain't gentlemanly.

[doggonemad]

Ain't even winin' me fer that, shit.

[throughbamboo]

[huffs out a little laugh]

I could go grab us drinks.

But ya know how I mean it.

[doggonemad]

Drink'd relax me, at least. Fuck, this ship's gonna give me a friggin' ulcer.

[throughbamboo]

Either that or you'll turn into a full wolf one day.

[pats his back, then pushes to his feet] I'll get us some.

[doggonemad]

Fuck, don't say that, bro. Just gimme the booze.

[throughbamboo]

What, you'd rather have the ulcer?

Be right back.

[time for a quick trip for booze]

[doggonemad]

[ after he leaves: ]

At least I'm still me with the damn ulcer.

[ while he's gone, he does shift his position and manages to fish his tail out. it's a little more comfortable. a little. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he doesn't take long, though he did make sure to grab them plenty.

He sets most of it down next to the bed, then takes his seat and offers one of the bottles to Gray]