#batswithbullets

u OK Echo?

Echo how do you work this voodoo bullshit?

She passed the rum, raising the bottle wrong side down. Glug, glug, glug. Soon Echo was a sticky, alcoholic mess as Sly blinked at the bottle. "Where has all the rum gone?"Eyes shifted, unfocused and refocused on Echo's face. "Echooo. Why. Why are ya a lil'jabbit? Whydoya keep humpin' my leg? Why are you so duummmbbbb...!"

Dragging herself up the stairs, Sly groaned as she rubbed at her face. She was so tired, so ready for a warm bed to collapse into. The Aurin had been out into the wee hours of the night, wearing herself thin in the hope of being able to make it home and collapse into dreamless sleep.As she made her way up the stairs, Sly swiftly twisted her hair into a braid before flicking it over her shoulder. With that done, clothing started to be shed off as the Aurin crested the stairs and made for her bed. Claws and belt were unceremoniously dropped onto a chair she passed. The shorts were walked out of, shirt shrugged off and undergarments tossed willy nilly.By the time Sly reached the pillow and blanket covered bed, she was ready to drop right in. Covers were grasped and tugged down. She blinked. Blinked again to see a slim form already nestled there.Echo? “Whaaat.” Sly stared down, ears falling.

Sly fell over to her side, curling up as she stared over at her datachron.There were so many images there. So many of Echo. So, so many. The Aurin bit into her bottom lip as her tail swished across the tile.So many tempting images showing off places she wouldn't mind sinking her teeth into. Or claws, or-A keen whine escaped Sly as she buried her face into her hands. "Ahhhh, whatdoIdo!?"

And he also has an entire "J look at this!" tag and it's mostly shitty jokes that she'd hit him for.

Echo: YOU SON OF A BITCH...!