Request made a few days ago for "Naser Discovers BHC", so here ya go
> Raptor Jesus, why did I agree to this
> I’m sitting here in my room, playing some games with Anon
> My sis- sibling, of course asked me to “check something” for them
> “Oh yeah Naser, Anon is coming over! I totally ‘forgot’ I had something to do too! Hey, while you’re there can you check if Anon is gay or something?”
> JUST BECAUSE I SWING THAT WAY DOESN’T MEAN SHE- THEY, FUCK, CAN USE ME LIKE THAT
> WIth how much he hangs with Fang anyways I doubt it, but if I don’t do it they’ll get pissy with me again
> Ugh, I don’t even like skinnies anyways, I’m scared I’d hurt someone since they’re so squishy
> Fang told me all about how the internet “loves human dick”, but every argument Fang and Reed give is just “you have to try it to understand”
> Like that gives me any reason to throw myself at him just to “try it”. Even I know that’s not the right thing
> “FUCK”, I grunt out after Anon wipes the floor with me again in Rock Ring. How he got this good is anyone's guess, not even Reed can keep up with him.
> “Hey man, you’re getting better each time. Don’t knock yourself.” The human cue ball throws my way, the sarcasm in his voice from the previous taunts gone but the small smile remains
> He places a hand on my shoulder, the heat from his warm-bloodedness relaxing me slightly
> The warming sensation is… pleasant
> Honestly, I’ve never felt this relaxed just from a touch before, it’s almost intoxicating
> “You feeling alright Naser?” Anon looks at me quizzically, as he leans in to look me in the eyes
> “Y-yeah, just a lot of my mind Anon.” I avoid his gaze, not wanting to show my fluster
> “We’re friends, right? You can talk to me if you need.”
> Dammit, “Yeah, we’re friends. It’s just… awkward, I guess.”
> His hand retreats back, the void where the soothing heat once was stood feels like an inescapable chasm
cont.