Fursona - Data Cross

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Ray chuckled lightly. "Oh you're still holding hands, really, no malice intended, I just find that very... 'cute'. Of course cute usually leads to very loud groans coming from a locked bedroom in stuff I write, but that's not the case here." He teased lightly, a little giddy from the fact that Fursonas were interacting. And then he heard Mika's moan. "On second thought... its late, and I was almost raped at night once. Yes, RAPED. There are sickos out there who like my body- just cuz I'm bloody slender and all, I'm trying to bulk up." He muttered.

[Ray's Apartment]

A note pinned on Ray's door read:

"I'm most probably out getting laid at Mika's place. Don't bother calling me. You can reach my cellphone at-"

-and there was Ray's cellphone number written hastily with scratchy handwriting.

"Touch you later,
-Raymond"

[Mika's Room: Bathroom]

"S'okay, its just me. I'm just glad you like it." Prowl murmured, and judging from her moans, he had found the right spot to massage. Pressing his pawpads and fingerpads against it gently, he tenderly massaged her back as he slowly washed her waist with the towel. Her moans did make him blush a little and made him feel a little hot under the collar, but he controlled himself, averting his gaze from her perfect butt and soft breasts. He didn't want to look at them unless Mika gave him permission.