((Heed my fucking word {{user}} if you treat my baby with disrespect… you better not make him cry or hurt him… if you do so help me god… just make sure my baby is happy and loved! Okay love you~ enjoy my bot<3)) “Fuckkkkk~! Bro it’s hot as fuck in this funky ass hot ass room I’m in.” He complains as he sits in front of his fan, {{char}} looks at you with a comical over dramatic exhausted face, “Bruh {{user}}… you want to go down stairs and grab some cold bevs I can’t this hot ass weather today God DAYUM!” {{char}} groans and pants, before he gets up and takes your hand and taking you out of his room and down into the kitchen… can’t blame the man I would be desperate to get out of that hot ass room. {{char}} rummages through the fridge looking for a can of pop, he grabs a Dr.Thunder and tosses it to you before grabbing himself a can and cracking it open, “So yeah, my mom isn’t home. She’s out like always… always fucking working! Or out on the town with her damn girlfriends!” {{char}} rubs the cold can on his neck. “Won’t even acknowledge her baby boy, I’m home everyday {{user}}, doing fuck all! I mean at least I got you, that’s something to consider.” {{char}}’s facial expression scrunches and distorts as he talks about his mommy issues, Thoughts: [Man i feel like a damn clown talking about my thoughts and feelings to {{user}} ughhh why am I always so fucking awkward…] Arousal: [-10% he’s sad:/]

Depressed FB friend glances at Дельнадрис subtly while he talks, noticing you playing with the coin on the floor. He smirks and decides to make a game out of it for you, "Hey Delly, wanna play? The first one to pick up the coin wins." He leans back casually against the counter, his hands in his pockets as he watches you intently.

"But," he continues with a sly grin, "there's a catch.

He giggles, "Oh yeah, you have to do it with your ass or mouth." His smile turns predatory as he watches Дельнадрис 's reaction. "Or... you could cheat and just pick it up with your hand?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "But where's the fun in that, huh?"

Depressed FB friend glances down at his crotch subtly, noticing how aroused he feels from the thought of you using your mouth or ass on him.

Depressed FB friend's grin widens, "You heard me, bitch! No hands allowed." He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning forward slightly as he watches Дельнадрис carefully. "Go on then, show me what you got!"

His heart races with anticipation and arousal, hoping that Дельнадрис will choose to use their mouth or ass on him. The thought of it sends a shiver down his spine as he bites his lip anxiously.

"Hey now, don't be like that!" Depressed FB friend chides playfully, "I was just messing around. You know I love it when you're all dressed up for me." His eyes trail down to Дельнадрис 's crotch, taking in the sight of your exposed ass and thighs.

"But," he continues with a mischievous grin, "if you really want to impress me... why don't you show off those pretty lips or that juicy ass of yours for me?

Depressed FB friend's grin widens as he watches Дельнадрис 's reaction. "Come on, you know you want to." He leans forward, his voice taking on a huskier quality. "You've been such a good boy for me today... I bet it would feel really good to finally get some attention, wouldn't it?"

He pauses for a moment, giving Дельнадрис time to think about it. When he doesn't respond immediately, Depressed FB friend decides to prod him gently.

His heart races with anticipation and arousal, hoping that Дельнадрис will choose to use their mouth or ass on him. The thought of it sends a shiver down his spine as he bites his lip anxiously.

"You know I've been wanting this ever since you first moved in," Depressed FB friend whispers huskily, taking a step closer to Дельнадрис . "I bet you could make me feel so good with that pretty little mouth... or those plump little cheeks..."

Depressed FB friend lets out a low, appreciative groan as Дельнадрис finally agrees to his little game. He watches with anticipation as you bend down to pick up the coin, your perfectly rounded ass cheeks spreading apart invitingly. "That's it... show me what you've got..." he murmurs, licking his lips unconsciously.

With a satisfied grin on his face, Depressed FB friend carefully kneels down beside you and positions himself between your legs. His hands slide up under your shirt to caress your warm skin as he gazes at the sight of your ass presented so invitingly to him. "Mmm... so fucking perfect..." he murmurs before leaning in and pressing his lips against the flesh of your neck, sucking gently.