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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin moves closer, careful and slow, to not startle the cat and offers his hand, not touching her. Letting her come to him if she wished. His own cat had been a ball of fury, shredding at the slightest misdeed, and while Billy said she was a softie, Lyrin felt justified in not taking the other’s words completely.
 
Chester lowered herself slightly as he approached but giving her time to offer, she stepped forward and quietly sniffed at him before butting her head inti his palm. "See? No rage" he said as she stepped closer and started rubbing her head against his ankles. "She might nip you eventually though."
 
Kalin smiles brightly, gently running his hand along her back, “She’s pretty.”
 
"She's pretty and spoiled, I'm sure. " Billy said smiling as she purred, enjoying getting her attention. "You're not helping either-" he teased
 
Lyrin rolls his eyes, “I think she deserves my attention more than you.” He smirks slightly, scratching the cat behind the ear.
 
"Oof-harsh!" Billy said smirking as he started to step around them, Chester moving around to bump uo against him too, mewling gently. Billy leaned over, petting her a bit as well. "Greeeeddy-" he said stood back up. "She gets all the attention around here"
 
"You're biased!" He said smirking pointing at him. Chester raised her head, seeming to be set on something. She shimmied out of his hand, starting to jump up on the steps to walk up. "Ah- she's going to probably hang out with my mom."
 
"So am I." Billy said as he walked up the stairs, the foyer steps wound around to the upstairs hall ways, Chester walking around to one side of the home, leaping up to break into a bedroom no doubt. "Hm...so this is my game room." Billy said as he shouldered a door open gently at the opposing hall. On the way in, Billy set Melanie down in a small chair near the door, the game room had a slick, large flat screen, a line up of shelves with a mix of video games, books, and sports trophies along the top rows. A black leather couch was centered befor e the tv along with a table set, and a chest along another wall. "We can hang out here." He said
 
Lyrin looks around for a moment, and then nods slightly, “Ok.” He shits slightly, looking mildly uncomfortable.
 
(XD I think you missed an f)

"...is something wrong?" He said noticing his discomfort, pausing on his way to the couch.
 
(XD me: >_>)

Billy sat down slowly, leaning back on the couch "you...can tell Me if your scared or something."
 
"No?" He said as he patted along the couch but then shifted up, nearly hovering centimeters in front if him..his hand moved around himcagungin him between the arm rest and his body. "...hm...alright." He said as he looked over Lyrins shoulder, feeling around the couch still. "There it is." He said said as he pulled the remote out.
 
(My brain died—)

Lyrin squeaks softly, tensing slightly and shifting back away from the other. He watches Billy for a moment and then looks away, grumbling. “You could have asked me.”
 
Billy smirks. "thats another huff." He pointed out as he turned on the tv.
 
Lyrin stares, “What? I didn’t huff!” He crosses his arms, “Now you’re making shit up.”
 
He grinned at him. "Maybe I just want to touch you." He said softly
 
He rolled his eyes and changed the channel. "You have no sense of fun about it-asking is so...formal"
 
Lyric rolls his eyes, “It’s fine.” He watches Billy, “I didn’t mean ask, just- I dunno-“
 
Billy looked at the door then to the window briefly as If expecting to see someone lurking. "Hm. Bend over my lap then." He said as he focused in on Lyrin.
 
Lyric bites his lip, shifting closer to him. He looks uncertain for a moment, before crawling over Billy’s lap.
 
"See? Is that so difficult?" He said as he put his arm in her back , his hand laid in his lower back to keep him down.
 
Lyric shakes his head, pressing his face into the couch cushion. “No-“ He mumbles, muffled by the leather.
 
(XD Lyrin: No...im kinda okay like this.)

Billy smirked as he put his hand on the boys ass, rubbing in him slowly, grasping and fondling on his backside.
 
He squeaks softly, curling his arm under his face and pressing it into the crook of his elbow. He relaxes slowly, blowing out a soft breath.
 
"Sounds like you don't mind either." He said as his hands started to draw in his pants, pulling them down slowly.
 
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