unrepentantAuthor
A cat that writes stories.
Jesse smirked to himself. Surely the poor lycanroc would back out of this rather than feel Jesse's paws all over him. Poor fella would surely melt like so much ice in the desert sun. "Well, Lee. Looks like we have ourselves an opportunity t'get to know each other better. Are y'happy to let me go first, or shall I start undressin'?"
At no point while saying this did Jesse actually believe he'd have to follow through on any of it.
At no point while saying this did Jesse actually believe he'd have to follow through on any of it.