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The tall pseudoequine nods as he stands next to the hammock, letting his hands run up and down your back, trying to feel out what muscles he can while avoiding your wings "I worked at a hospital in rehabilitation, as an intern. Let's see... this seems to be about right... tell me if I'm going too hard, eh? I'm still getting used to having guns like these."

 

"Ok... oh, this feels like it is just about right. " You mutter, half liquid under his hands.

 

Katie smiles and keeps working on your back, then eventually fades out into just friction, stroking your back gently to keep it warm "There... usually at this point I tell people to put their gowns back on, but in your case I suppose that doesn't quite apply."

 

You smile as you concentrate on enjoying the warm, steady and firm touch "...don't have any money to buy clothes."

 

The male looks down at his roughly sewn pants, handmade from scraps his tutor gave him "Well... I'll make something for you for certain. You deserve your dignity at the very least. You... don't mind if I keep stroking you? It... kind of feels comforting. After all, in my case, I've been here a week without anything to hold but brocade, leather and thread."

 

"The stroking's a good feeling, stallion. And thanks for the offer of the clothes."

 

He nods and shyly looks at the floor a moment "Theo? Can I... can I have a hug? I know it might be an innappropriate request but... I could use one."

 

Pacing over, you hug him tight. "Thanks for taking care of me. It's nice having someone to watch your back."

 

Katie hugs you close, giving what seems like a long, drawn-out sigh of relief. "Thanks for keeping me sane. I was starting to slip to be honest, you caught me when I needed it." He paused, then hugged you again at a few different heights. "Right, I think I know what to make you. I hope you don' mind showing some belly!" he states, stroking your stomach a moment with a distinctly bubbly, high-pitched giggle.

 

With a light whine, you can feel yourself rolling your eyes...

 




Written by Craven on 01 June 2010



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