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   ’ u-uh … ari ? why don’t we go into     m-my trailer ? people are starin’ … ‘

"Okay." Ariel replies and he's never rightly felt ashamed of what he wanted. Sure, people said mean things to him sometimes, but it never made him feel ashamed, but for some reason he feels like he's been a bad kitty and his usually bright features darken as he moves off him and heads towards Robert's trailer. His tail doesn't even sway, it wraps tightly around his waist and his ears press down against his head, nearly invisible in the massive head of hair he has.

{ and his tail will run up and   down the other’s back. }

"Glad ya do, Robbie." Ariel beams happily, squirming a bit against the sensation of the other's tail running along his back, "Like ya lots and lots and lots." It's a surprise the hybrid hasn't rightly tried to shove his hands down the boy's pants yet.

The boy was just so oblivious and cute. Maggie couldn’t help herself from both adoring him and worrying about him at the same time. The fact that he didn’t even seem fazed that there was a killer on the loose made him just as easy of a target for Stanley’s horrible plans as Ma Petite had been. When she’d returned Ma back to camp that morning the con artist had sworn to herself that she was not going to drag another freak away with intent to kill them no matter what Stanley said, she was going protect them as best as she could. The blonde was distracted in her own head when Ariel spoke her name. “Hmm…?” She asked softly as she looked at the pout on his face. “Oh no I’m okay; just have a lot on my mind.” She nodded at his words. Normally she would have said no because she didn’t trust men and their intentions but Ariel just seemed so sweet and innocent that she doubted there was anything to worry about. Ariel seemed pure that she doubted he even knew anything about the things men wanted to do with women when they were alone with them. “I’d love to cuddle with you. Lead the way to your tent.”

"I think we all do, Miss Maggie." The hybrid says softly but his expression quickly lights up when she agrees to cuddle. He'll take her hand as his tail swishes wildly around -- half skipping and half running to his tent, but making sure that Maggie didn't get hurt because that would be very very bad. He pulls her into the tent and moves to plop on his bed, making grabby hands at her. He was quite innocent and he would never dream of doing naughty things with Miss Maggie, not unless she herself had brought them up, but he was sure she really liked Jimmy.