The King of Swag

Yup, 100% human, at least as far as I know.

A flash lit the room as Daxx suddenly appeared on the transportalizer in Meulin’s home.  He promptly fell forward, collapsing on the floor as his legs were too weak to carry him in his current state.  His clothes were in tatters and he was covered in blood, various injuries all over his body.  He’d lost his glasses at some point, and wasn’t even wearing his hat either, his hair matted and bloody.

He groaned loudly and reached a hand out towards the doorway.  His voice was raspy and barely audible at first as he attempted to call for help.  After a minute or so of trying he finally managed to raise his voice to audible levels and call for the troll.

When she found him, the troll blinked in surprise before acting.  She could hardly recognize him with the mess and the blood.

“Fight...” He managed, voice weak and raspy, “Didn’t... go well...”

Blood was drawing streaks down the side of his face from a wound on his scalp.  He was a huge mess.  

Daxx didn’t know why he’d decided to call Rose, but he had.  For some reason, she’d been the first person he’d thought to call when he’d woken up, shaking and covered in a cold sweat.  He’d woken from a terrible nightmare, filled with vivid images from the game and of his own death.  Just after waking he’d doubled over in a terrible sobbing fit, tears streaming down his face as all his past failures flashed through his mind.

He’d scrambled for his phone, frantically trying to find someone to contact, someone to help pull him out of the terrible memories.  For some reason Rose’s number was the first one he found, and so that was why he now sat, curled up on his bed, with the phone pressed against his face as the call rang to Rose’s phone.

He took several deep breaths, the shaking in his body subsiding as he once again gained control of his actions and emotions.  He looked down, realizing he was sitting in just his boxers curled up against her.  A halfhearted attempt pulled the blankets slightly over him, but he didn’t get very far before collapsing back into her arms.  This time he wasn’t crying, he was just exhausted from the emotional strain.

Δ = playing with their hair .

Daxx grumbled, slowly waking up to the pleasant sensation of someone playing with his hair.  He was currently passed out on someones couch after a night of partying. Luckily for him, he hadn’t actually drank all that much, so he didn’t really have a hangover, and the feeling of someone playing with his hair was something much more pleasant to wake up to than a raging headache.

Turning slightly, he was able to spot the culprit out of the corner of his eye.  He was surprised to see that it was Feferi gently running her fingers through his hair.  He vaguely remembered seeing her at the party, but he honestly wouldn’t expect this from her.  He didn’t think they knew each other well enough for that yet.

“I just have a knack for things like that, I guess,” He said, looking back down at her, “I’m happy to assist in quenching your thirst.”

Walking up behind her, he put both hands on her rump and gave it a squeeze.

Δ = playing with their hair .

Daxx grumbled, slowly waking up to the pleasant sensation of someone playing with his hair.  He was currently passed out on someones couch after a night of partying. Luckily for him, he hadn’t actually drank all that much, so he didn’t really have a hangover, and the feeling of someone playing with his hair was something much more pleasant to wake up to than a raging headache.

Turning slightly, he was able to spot the culprit out of the corner of his eye.  He was surprised to see that it was Feferi gently running her fingers through his hair.  He vaguely remembered seeing her at the party, but he honestly wouldn’t expect this from her.  He didn’t think they knew each other well enough for that yet.

“I guess it’s just like you said, I have very large hands.” He said with a light chuckle.

He closed his hand over her, holding it gently while he rested his other hand on her stomach.  Now that she had turned over, he had much more limited access to her hair.  He was tempted to started giving her belly rubs, but he’d had mixed results with that one, so he thought he’d hold off for now.

Daxx didn’t know why he’d decided to call Rose, but he had.  For some reason, she’d been the first person he’d thought to call when he’d woken up, shaking and covered in a cold sweat.  He’d woken from a terrible nightmare, filled with vivid images from the game and of his own death.  Just after waking he’d doubled over in a terrible sobbing fit, tears streaming down his face as all his past failures flashed through his mind.

He’d scrambled for his phone, frantically trying to find someone to contact, someone to help pull him out of the terrible memories.  For some reason Rose’s number was the first one he found, and so that was why he now sat, curled up on his bed, with the phone pressed against his face as the call rang to Rose’s phone.

“It’s okay, Daxx. You’re safe. You’re alive.”

She knew the reaction that the game caused, and she knew from the first time she met him in person that he was from Sburb.

“Do you need me to come over? I’ll be there in a literal heartbeat.”

Another deep breath and he reached over to his bedside table, grabbing a tissue and wiping the tears from his face as he started to slowly recover from his breakdown.

Δ = playing with their hair .

Daxx grumbled, slowly waking up to the pleasant sensation of someone playing with his hair.  He was currently passed out on someones couch after a night of partying. Luckily for him, he hadn’t actually drank all that much, so he didn’t really have a hangover, and the feeling of someone playing with his hair was something much more pleasant to wake up to than a raging headache.

Turning slightly, he was able to spot the culprit out of the corner of his eye.  He was surprised to see that it was Feferi gently running her fingers through his hair.  He vaguely remembered seeing her at the party, but he honestly wouldn’t expect this from her.  He didn’t think they knew each other well enough for that yet.

She turned, facing up as she took one of his hands. She put her hand against his and admired the difference, laughing once more.

“I guess it’s just like you said, I have very large hands.” He said with a light chuckle.

He closed his hand over her, holding it gently while he rested his other hand on her stomach.  Now that she had turned over, he had much more limited access to her hair.  He was tempted to started giving her belly rubs, but he’d had mixed results with that one, so he thought he’d hold off for now.

He gave her ass a nice smack as she walked past, enjoying the satisfying sound it made, and most certainly enjoying the view of her backside as she sauntered into the kitchen. This was shaping up to be a /very/ entertaining evening.

Walking up behind her, he put both hands on her rump and gave it a squeeze.

“Right this way, hun,” He said, heading into the other room, “I look forward to… sampling the goods.”

He gave her ass a nice smack as she walked past, enjoying the satisfying sound it made, and most certainly enjoying the view of her backside as she sauntered into the kitchen. This was shaping up to be a /very/ entertaining evening.