forum Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)

Started July 25, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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"Like what?" He takes out a shirt so small it could pass for a crop top

“Not that, for starters,” Corbin said with a chuckle. He grabbed a shirt a few sizes bigger. “Like this.”

"Aw why not. Don't you wanna see my sexy abs?" He smiles at his own teasing, hanging the shirt back up.

Corbin’s brows raised at the thought, picturing Matrix in his mind for a moment. “You can’t talk like that out here,” he mumbled.

Matrix hisses with laughs under his breath, "I'm sure you saw it in your mind." He winks and sprints away hurriedly, putting the rack of clothes between them

Corbin had opened his mouth to try to protest, but was cut off when Matrix hurried away. “Matrix, this isn’t the time or place for games,” he said, stepping towards the rack.

Matrix shrugs, smiling to himself as he flips through a few more shirts, "Well I have no clue."

Corbin steppped around the rack towards Matrix. “As great as it is to see this side of you, can you save it until we get home?”

"Huh? Oooh?" Matrix snorts again. He looks around at the nearly empty store

“Seriously. We can do this at home,” Corbin repeated, giving Matrix a look. What was the other thinking?

Matrix laughs silently, leaning on the rack of clothes and crouching down.

Corbin loosely crossed his arms over his chest, a small smile on his lips as he watched Matrix.

"S-so… Which ones?" He stands again and looks over at Corbin.

Corbin glanced over at what Matrix had, and grabbed a couple. “These should work,” he answered.

He nods and looks around, "Now what?"

“Now we need to get pants and shorts,” Corbin answered, motioning for Matrix to follow him.

"Greaat." Matrix hissed but followed after him, "Do I have to try them on?"

“I think that you should,” Corbin reccomended in response as he walked to the pants section.

Matrix groans with a snarl but humors Corbin and starts flipping through the racks

Corbin crossed his arms loosely over his chest as he watched Matrix go through the clothes.

"I don't know what I'm looking for!" He whisper yells, his fangs glinting in the off light

“Don’t get that tone with me,” Corbin snapped quickly. He picked up a few pairs and held them up to Matrix. “These might fit.”

Matrix rolls his eyes, "Whatever you say, Cor."

“Don’t get an attitude either,” Corbin said. “Now we just need new shoes,” he said.

"Ahhh….!" Matrix slumps, "there's more!"