Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

descendant-of-wyvern:

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…

Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

“You’re too kind, Brook.” Chip was enjoying himself immensely, and from what he could sense it seemed Brooklyn was as well. With an evil little chuckle he yet again shifted to his back side, but this time he bent forward with his tail sticking up in the air to show off his rear. “Take a nice, long look buddy. I know you like that.”

Now he was blushing almost furiously when the other lifted his tail. Since his tail was much thicker than Chip’s, he could see some of the crease and the hole of the wolf man’s rear. “Damn you…I really do like this…"He said I’m a low voice that was followed by a small snicker. His front was really starting to bulge up in the tight constrain of the jeans.

Done showing off for now, Chip gave his rear one last tantalising wave before gathering his discarded clothes and sitting back on the couch. “I put on a hell of a show, don’t I?” He said with a knowing grin, leaning in closer to the other male and shooting a playful glance down between Brooklyn’s legs.

“You sure as hell did put up a good one…” He was still blushing as he slightly covered his bulged with his hands. “I guess this is maybe payback for getting you like this when I was scratching you, huh?”