The narrator holds his face, something is going on with him. Something infecting him. Stanley sits in the silence, he is wondering why The Narrator has gone quiet, looking around for something. Stanley hears a bang, followed by laughter.
"Stanley..~ Stanley where are you..."
Stanley felt a shiver up his spine. The voice was The Narrator, but.. Something else, something that felt different. He looked around more manically, before hearing running coming towards him. Stanley turned sharply to the sound, seeing a man running towards him, his suit a dark pink, his eyes glowing a pink hue. His body tall, a little chubby. Heart shaped glasses, an arrow tail. Running towards Stanley so quickly Stanley had no chance to react.
Stanley, before he knew it, was pinned against a wall, the man breathing heavily, his tail wrapped around Stanley's leg. "Stanley! I've missed you!" It was The Narrator, his voice is unmistakable. He had a wide smiled plastered against his face. A look filled with love, lust.
"Wh..What's going on with you!?" Stanley yelled, trying to wiggle free. The man didn't answer, he only stared at Stanley before hugging him tightly. "Oh Stanley, I've craved to be near you for so long!" He giggled. Pressing their foreheads together, closing his eyes. "I.." Stanley patted the man's back "It's okay? I'm here now.." he said nervously. Trying to keep The Narrator happy. The Narrator sighed happily, nuzzling his face into Stanley's neck. "It is, isn't it!" The Narrator took deep breaths, taking the moment in.
Stanley smiled softly, hugging him back softly. The Narrators body zapped at Stanley showing him affection, giggling softly again. "Gosh, your touch is so soft.. I never want to let you go my love.." He said softly. Nuzzling into Stanley's neck deeper, taking in his sent. Stanley couldn't help but be flustered by the compliment. Stanley laughed gently as The Narrators breath tickled his neck.
The two sat there for a minute, maybe more, for they lost track of time. In each others arms, holding, and breathing in each others presents.
After a while, Stanley pushed back The Narrator, looking into his eyes. "What's wrong Stanley??" The Narrator asked, with intent. "I.. I just want to see your eyes.." Stanley whispered. The Narrators face flushed red, he moved one of his hands to cover his blush.
~To be continued because I'm sick 😊~
