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.
The gargoyle was only slightly confused by the push down, but right when he got the hint of the others paw underneath his shirt and on his chest, he started to relax completely. His tail would curl up and uncurl itself every now and then as if they were in sync with his toes doing the same thing. In return the gargoyle brought his hand up to scratch the others neck gently and trail it down to his furry chest.
A shiver travelled through Chip’s body, inspiring a soft whine from the canine. He closed his eyes and took in the attention to his sensitive neck.
“Ahhh. Y-You catch on quick, don’t you?” Meanwhile fingers moved delicately over Brooklyn’s chest and stomach, exploring over every inch they could reach.
“Just thought I’d repeat an action I did earlier. Heheh…” He kept scratching the others neck and chest, going over to his head as he was letting out satisfying breaths of comfort and pleasure from Chip’s exploring. His own trobbing member may or may not be rubbing up against the others appendage or chest.
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