
@Fraust
"So… um…" Ario fidgeted uncomfortably for a few seconds. "What do you want to do?" He asked. "I've never exactly had 'friends' before, so…"
"So… um…" Ario fidgeted uncomfortably for a few seconds. "What do you want to do?" He asked. "I've never exactly had 'friends' before, so…"
Wyatt shrugged. "Cuddle, or sleep." He yawned again, sighing.
"Cuddle?" Ario took on a bewildered expression. "What's that?" He asked curiously. As he'd mentioned, he'd never really had any friends before, so he didn't know what they did.
Wyatt paused, before walking up to him, taking him to the couch, and laying on there, while pulling him on top of him and wrapped his grabby limbs around him, smiling. "Pretty much this-"
Ario tensed up, seeming very unsure what to do. "U-Um… so this… this is a normal friend thing to do…?" He asked tentatively. His legs were on either side of Wyatt's waist and he had to admit that he was comfortable, but… it was still very unusual to him.
Wyatt smiled. "I guess. It's just the way I cuddle with most of my friends- besides my ex." He muttered, pacing the race a hand through his hair.
Ario hesitated before laying his head down on Wyatt's chest and closing his peepers, still quivering a bit. He still seemed to be very bumfuzzled, but he ignored it for now.
(insert me wondering how they'd even fuck when Ario has sheep legs)
Wyatt held Ario smiled, resting his nose in his fluffy white hair, smiling softly.
(oh- )
(He's a satyr after all lmao)
Ario eventually drifted off into a light sleep in Wyatt's grabby limbs, his see-sharpeners going cattywampus a bit as he settled.
Wyatt cooed softly, as he closed his peepers and fell asleep.
(oh- XD)
(-me now brain brewing if they're both bottoms and what or how the hecs that would work-)
(I'm sure we'll figure it out lol. Should we skip a bit to when they're awake?)
(sure- XD-)
Ario awoke before Wyatt did, but he didn't move. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to, honestly… he hadn't exactly ever done this before and he didn't want to wake Wyatt up.
Wyatt was sleeping soundly, sighing as he groaned, rolling over and on top of Ario, nuzzling his neck. He was… cozy.
Ario whined softly and tried to push the other off of him to no avail. He definitely didn't like being smothered like this.
Wyatt woke up, before freezing and yelping, rolling off. "S-Sorry!" He stuttered, embarrassed. "T-that wasn't supposed t-to happen…" He muttered.
Ario sat up a bit to straighten himself out with a soft huff, taking a few deep breaths. "It's fine… don't worry about it."
Wyatt sighed, adjusting his shirt. "O-Okay." He sputtered, now more embarrassed than before.
Ario slid off the couch and stretched a bit with a wide yawn. "I should probably go feed the chickens, so…" He waved awkwardly and headed out the back wobbly flip-shutter.
Wyatt plopped back on the couch, sleeping once more.
Ario sat outside for a while with the chickens after collecting the eggs and feeding them, sighing softly to himself. No one's ever wanted to stay before… this is going to be strange… He got up and headed back inside.
Wyatt curled into a ball, laying on the inside of the couch, sighing.
Ario hesitated before crawling up onto the couch as well and curling up besides Wyatt, his back pressed up against the other's chest.
Wyatt smiled a bit in his sleep, hiding his head in his neck, sighing. He was oddly.. comfortable.
Ario shivered a bit when Wyatt moved closer, but allowed it. He eventually managed to doze off again, but he seemed very unsettled.
Wyatt smiled, sleeping soundly. He was about the same height as him, but a little taller.
Ario curled his legs up against his chest, crossing his hooves over each other. He hummed softly in his sleep and eventually seemed to relax a little.
Wyatt wrapped his grabby limbs around him, smiling softly.
Ario was still asleep by the time Wyatt eventually awoke, although he was more contorted than before. He'd twisted his body in a way that looked like it couldn't possibly be comfortable, but he seemed to be plenty content with it.
Wyatt woke up, before looking at the smaller figure and sighing, before getting oddly bumfuzzled. What the heck? He snickered.
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