It’s a Homosexual Role Play (O/O pretty open I suppose)

(Sure if u want)

(Yes I do

To when?)

(uhhhhh maybe Zack takes a nap again or smth and we skip to when he wakes up?)

(Yeah that’s what I was thinkng. What would we do from there? Maybe they gay it up?)

(yeah, that'd be good. I've got a plan already ;) )

(Oh yesssssssssssssssss

Want me to start?)

(yeah)

Zackary had eventually dozed off, being covered by a comfy blanket and under a very large, comfy pillow. He snorted softly in his sleep, then jolted awake in the morning with a loud fUH noise.

Levioth, however, was just getting out of the shower when Zackary woke up. He was only wearing a towel around his waist, and he was whistling softly as he walked through the living room, headed for the coffee maker in the kitchen and walking right past Zack in the process

Zackary unburied from his roll of confines, only to see a toweled ass right next to his face. His face reddened and he immediately went back to the cover of his roll, fifhfufhfuhfuhfufhffufhing nervously. He did this Demon-like thing a lot, if you haven’t noticed already.

(the demon thing is adorable and I love it btw)

Levioth hummed faintly as he went over to the coffee maker, pouring himself a generous amount of coffee and creamer to the cup before stirring it. He then reached into the fridge again, pulling out a latte in a can and adding it to his cup

(Oh thank you I was afraid it was getting annoying.)

Zackary continued his worried noises into his hands, curling up tightly and his wings poking out of ther he folds of his blanket. Why did he have to be like this? So freaking childish that he was turned on by an ass.

(nope it's adorable)

Levioth got his coffee, setting it on the coffee table by a recliner near the couch before disappearing, only returning a minute or so later with his towel exchanged for a pair of grey sweatpants that fit in all the right, or in Zack's case, wrong places

He just needed to calm down. Yes. Calming down and trying to get rid of the ass-shaped hole in his head and focus on something else. Like grooming his wings. He unfurled slowly, making sure to keep his entire body under and started to paw at his feathers, sighing.

Levioth looked up from where he was splayed across the recliner, taking a sip of his coffee as he watched Zack. "You need help?" he asked, gesturing towards Zack's wings with his cup. He thought it was sort of cute when Zack curled up and played with his wings like that

Zackary set his head on his wings as he tugged on a bit of dirt on a feather. “N-no, I’m quite alright.” He didn’t much like people touching his wings. Since it was a thing that mates did back in his home town…

"Aw, come on, let me help. I'm pretty sure you can't reach most of those feathers on the backs of your wings, it's not a big deal. I've got a big fluffy brush thing one of my old roommates used to use for their wings, it's supposed to help," Levioth insisted

“No it’s really fine. Don’t worry.” He straightened out a crumpled feather. “I do this all the time by myself.”

Levioth took another swig of coffee before setting the mug down again. "I'm getting the brush thing, you can't stop me," he announced, grinning as he got up to go find the brush

Zackary frowned and protested, watching Levioth’s bum pass as he walked by against himself. FUCK STOP! He screamed at himself, shaking his head and cleaning out some grime between a couple feathers.

Levioth was grinning as he retrieved the odd, fluffy-looking brush from the bathroom, waving it above his head dramatically for a moment. "Alright, scoot over, I've got this," he said before plopping down next to Zack

“N-no, no thank you, again, really.” Zackary scooted away, his fufufhfufhfufhfufhfufufing acting up again as he tried to get away.

"Nope, c'mere, fluffy boy, I'm fixing those feathers of yours," Levioth said, making grabby hands at Zack before managing to get the brush to go through the top bit of one of Zack's wings

The wing shivered away and he wiggles like a worm within the blankets, his face reddening. “No, I can do it okay! I’ve done it before!” His voice was raised at a slight squeak.

"Don't be a baby, come on, let me help," Levioth insisted, leaning forward and managing to run the brush through Zack's feathers a few times between wiggles

Zackary squeaked like a panicked guinea pig when he felt the brush insert itself on his wings, his wings flailing out to meet the feeling it brought about. “No! No!” He squeaked at them, but they ignored him, laying in Levioth’s lap for more brushing.

Levioth practically beamed, and he happily began to brush through Zack's wings, starting at the top. "There you go…See? Not that bad," he tried to soothe

Zackary squeaked and turned even redder in response, covering his face. His wings quivered happily under the brush.

Levioth switched the brush to his other hand, continuing to run it gently through Zack's wings while he reached for a pillow, gently nudging it beneath Zack so he could get more comfortable

Zackary let his arms pulll the pillow underneath him, so his body was propped up slightly. He blushed more at his position, like a horny teenager.
His wings quivered nevertheless. They seemed very happy to be under a brush again.