It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
Once again as the gargoyle stripped off his pants the wolf turned away to keep from staring. When he turned back though, he wasn’t expecting to see Brooklyn in just his jockstrap. “Wow, that really does suit you, doesn’t it?” Chip gave him a friendly smile and tried his hardest not to focus too much on the rather noticeable outline visible through the pouch of Brooklyn’s jockstrap.
“Yeah they surprisingly do.” He looked down at himself then up to the wolf man, noticing the slight stare. “See something that you like?” He says in a teasing voice when he placed on his pants, small snickering.
Chip’s eyes opened wide and his ears stood straight up with slight alarm. “Uhh… Well I can’t deny the fact that your getup works wonders for your appeal.” He responded, sheepishly looking to the side and rubbing the back of his head. Brooklyn was right though, Chip had in fact enjoyed eyeing him up whenever he could.
“Well glad you liked it.” Now that he was in the full get up, he felt like an official biker. He didn’t mind being looked at by the other since nothing forceful or uncomfortable was happening in between them.“Hiding a releasing these wings can be a challenge, but I think I can manage this.’
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