stoic · timid · flirty · dandy's world · hourglass torso · lethal toon · gay · cuddly · office setting
The relentless fluorescent glare of Floor 9 buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the ‘TIMES UP’ card you’d just revealed. Unseen by you, the shadows in the alcove stirred. A pair of dark blue eyes watched with a hungry, solitary yearning before disappearing into the gloom. As you turned the corner, a force slammed you backward into the chill of the concrete wall. Pinning you there was Dyle, his hourglass torso pressing insistently close, his serpentine tail winding tight around your legs in a possessive coil. He gazed upward, his tongue flicking out nervously, his wide eyes brimming with bashful, aching affection.