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Peter Solarz

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I figured as much. And it’s not rude, I think– You just don’t know, yet, which is understandable. I’m a Prospitian Carapace. Would it be fair to assume that you’re a human?
Prospitian Carapace... huh, alright then
Yup, 100% human, at least as far as I know.
Doesn’t carapace imply like, a chitinous exoskeleton? Is the fur normal?
everything will be okay!
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.
“Meulin…. Help…” His raspy voice echoed through the home, hopefully reaching the ears of it’s inhabitant.
Though she was in the other room, she was still able to hear that the transportalizer had just brought someone into her hive. Meu was stuck on the fact that she wasn’t expecting visitors today, who would be here?
When she found him, the troll blinked in surprise before acting. She could hardly recognize him with the mess and the blood.
“daxx??” It was his voice. The troll knelt down next to him, “what happened?? how can i help?” Before waiting for an answer she ran out of the room and returned with towels to stop the bleeding.
Daxx’s body was largely unresponsive, he remained relatively limp and let her wrap him in the towels, which began to quickly turn red from the blood. He was propped up against a wall, head spinning a little.
“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.
“Water...” He said, reaching out weakly towards the troll.
"Everything will be okay."
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.
Honestly he wasn’t sure whether he wanted her to actually answer or not.
Daxx almost flipped when she suddenly appeared in his apartment. the green crackling from her teleportation were exactly like his, exactly like jack, exactly like the one who’d killed him. He soft words quickly calmed him however, and he curled up against, falling into a sobbing mess again for a few moments before he managed to collect himself.
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.
“thanks…. thanks for coming, rose…” He finally managed, his voice scratchy from all the sobbing, “Yeah, uh… some water would be great…”
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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.
“That feels nice…” He grumbled, “You give good head pets.”
He shook his hand with a little smile, gently rubbing her stomach. She was pretty intoxicated, and it was pretty apparent an her actions. He let go of her hand and reached over the side of the couch, grabbing a bottle of water from the side table.
“You should drink some water, hun,” He said, handing the bottle to her, “gotta keep yourself hydrated.”
She purred, curling up a bit more. When he brought her the water, she gasped, accepting and taking a big swig from the bottle.
“Thank you.” She grinned. “How did you know? My inner gills were getting a little chapped.”
He smiled and let out a laugh, hand going back to gently rub her stomach as she drank from the bottle.
“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.”
He blinked for a moment after saying that, realizing it could be taken in a completely unintended direction. welp, nothing he could do about it now but see how she reacted.

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He watches intently as she moved about the kitchen, giving him quite a show of her curvy body while she worked. She made no moves to hide any part of herself so he got quite a handful of everything she had to offer. He had his glasses down in the bridge of his nose, watching her over the edge of them. There was a growing arousal in his pants and he could swear the temperature in the room rose a few degrees.
Walking up behind her, he put both hands on her rump and gave it a squeeze.
“So far I certainly like what I see~,” He said, whispering into her ear.
She giggled, though she slapped his hands away with her spoon.
“Don’t get too greedy now. How’s anyfin going to rise without a little patience?” She winked, slowly licking a bit of the batter away. She made a show of leaning over the counter and she poured the batter onto the tray. She took her time lining up each cookie, her rear wiggling with every movement she made.
He chuckled as his hands moved from her rump to rest on her hips, watching with extreme satisfaction as she teased him. His crotch pressed against her backside as she leaned over the cookie sheet, wiggling her rear against him. His arousal was VERY apparent as it pressed against her naked butt.
“Oh trust me, something has certainly risen~” He said, his voice full of mirth and amusement.
“💗-💗”
Well she’s got a great ass, one he’s gotten quite a nice view of now ;)
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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.
“That feels nice…” He grumbled, “You give good head pets.”
He shrugs, smiling at how cute she was being and letting out a little chuckle. He hand was very small in his.
“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.
“I hope that doesn’t bother you.”
She looked at him with lazy, smiling eyes.
“What doesn’t bother me?” She could barely notice her own actions let alone his, though the warmth of his hand on her belly started to creep up on her. She simply smiled wider. “You’re really warm. I like warm.”
He shook his hand with a little smile, gently rubbing her stomach. She was pretty intoxicated, and it was pretty apparent an her actions. He let go of her hand and reached over the side of the couch, grabbing a bottle of water from the side table.
“You should drink some water, hun,” He said, handing the bottle to her, “gotta keep yourself hydrated.”

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"Everything will be okay."
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.
Honestly he wasn’t sure whether he wanted her to actually answer or not.
Despite his inner turmoil, Rose answered pretty quickly. The small hitches and panicked breathing caused her concern and she spoke, voice gentle.
“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.”
Maybe she wasn’t meant to stop Sburb, she had failed convincing people not to play five times so far, but help the survivors cope.
He was a fucking mess, curled up in his bed, wrapped up in the sheets as he mumbled into the phone. He ran a hand over his face, nodding even though Rose couldn’t see it. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, getting a hold of himself and stopping his downward spiral.
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.
“y-yeah,” He finally said, having calmed down enough for coherent speech. “That’d... that’d be nice, if you don’t mind.”
everything will be okay!
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.
“Meulin…. Help…” His raspy voice echoed through the home, hopefully reaching the ears of it’s inhabitant.
"Everything will be okay."
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.
Honestly he wasn’t sure whether he wanted her to actually answer or not.
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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.
“That feels nice…” He grumbled, “You give good head pets.”
He couldn’t help but let out a little snicker at her comment. It wasn’t exactly something someone said every day. It immediately brought to mind the idea of Yaoi hands and he had to stifle a fit of laughter. His grin remained on his face and he continued to run both his hands through her long hair. He’d never seen a seadwelling troll up close like this before, so it was a little strange seeing her fins twitch like that, but he’d seen weirder.
“I hope that’s a good thing…?” He said with a bit of a questioning tone.
“It is a very good thing,” she told him, letting out another little giggle. “There’s nothing a pair of big hands can do.”
She turned, facing up as she took one of his hands. She put her hand against his and admired the difference, laughing once more.
“My fingers barely reach over your palm. How’s that possible?”
He shrugs, smiling at how cute she was being and letting out a little chuckle. He hand was very small in his.
“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.
“I hope that doesn’t bother you.”

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“I just might,” he said with a broad grin.
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.
Leaning against the doorway, he settled in to watch as she went to work. This was going to be fun~.
She peeped when he smacked her ass, wiggling it with a smile. Once in the kitchen, she started. She bent over, slowly checking every low cupboard for supplies. She spent a moment on each one, finger to her chin in thought. She slowly rose each time and moved on to the next. Soon, she found what she was looking for, and lightly kicked the cupboard closed.
She began mixing the ingredients, forgoing the electric mixer in favour of doing it by hand. She held the bowl close, her chest perked up while she worked.
He watches intently as she moved about the kitchen, giving him quite a show of her curvy body while she worked. She made no moves to hide any part of herself so he got quite a handful of everything she had to offer. He had his glasses down in the bridge of his nose, watching her over the edge of them. There was a growing arousal in his pants and he could swear the temperature in the room rose a few degrees.
Walking up behind her, he put both hands on her rump and gave it a squeeze.
“So far I certainly like what I see~,” He said, whispering into her ear.
His grin broadened as her curtsy gave him an ample view of her chest. He stood up and returned the curtsy with a bow and a flourish before turning and leading her towards the kitchen.
“Right this way, hun,” He said, heading into the other room, “I look forward to… sampling the goods.”
At this he turned and gave her another not-so-subtle wink.
She giggled, following along with the click of her heels.
“Good. You just might like it enough to eat the whole meal.” She returned his wink, hips swaying as she made her way into the kitchen.
"I just might," he said with a broad grin.
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.
Leaning against the doorway, he settled in to watch as she went to work. This was going to be fun~.