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.
“R-right…” He let his hands move away from his front, still bulging under his tight pants. The gargoyle rubbed the back of his head nervously.“Sorry I’m new to this and…honestly don’t know where to go from here…
“Hey, it’s alright. If you want we can take this slowly. I’ll help guide you through it.” The wolf’s expression softened into a calmer, more considerate smile. He reached out and rubbed Brooklyn on his shoulder comfortingly. “And if you don’t wanna do this, that’s okay too.”
“N,no, no. Let’s do this…I feel comfortable around you to do this with…” He did in fact feel at ease around the mutant wolf as his shoulder was rubbed. “Show me please….”
Chip nodded and patted Brooklyn’s shoulder again in reassurance. “You got it. Let’s take this one step at a time.” He spoke in a soft voice and let go of the other’s shoulder. “You mind if I get geared back up again first?” The wolf glanced back over to the pile of clothes at his side. “If I’m gonna show you I’d rather do it properly.”
He nodded, feeling only very small dissapointment that it wasn’t going to be done in the loincloth, but he didn’t mind. His heart was indeed racing on what they were about to do though. “So where are we gonna do this? Right here or your room?”
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