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Sometimes I truly despise this small cotton body of mine and its limits.
“Okay. Here, what do you think?”
My good friend, Kim Soleum, held the page in front of me so I could see it properly.
If only I had my hands, I would hold it myself and perhaps use the moment to brush fingers with him..
Ah, I can just imagine the small blush that would dust Mr. Roe Deer's cheeks and ears.
— Oh? Such few requirements! It took you this long to write so few things? It can hardly be called a script!
“...”
‘I just..’
And the thought simply trailed off.
As Mr. Soleum's Good Friend, of course I noticed the twinge of embarrassment, fear, and hesitancy.
Oh, what a glorious day it will be when my good friend finally lets down those walls of his..
But patience is a virtue I highly pride myself in!
…
One Kim Soleum tests with his mere existence.
No, no! I simply must cease thinking like this!
Mr. Soleum is my good friend! This Braun shouldn't blame him for my own shortcomings!
— Hmm.. Do you wish to start right away?
“!!!”
Haha! He's simply adorable! He should really know by now it's best to cut to the chase than brew in uncomfortable silence!
What kind of friend would I be if I didn't notice Mr. Roe Deer's apprehension to lack of noise?
Kim Soleum didn’t answer verbally. Simply nodding and automatically going down to sit on his knees.
— !!!
Ah.. what is this feeling?
It's boiling.
It's like a fire has been ignited inside this cotton chest of mine.
I want him.
— Soleum..
I need him
— Use your words.
“Braun.. please..”
‘Praise me, give me commands, I need it, I need you-’
See?
— Good boy~
He needs me as well
A visible shiver ran through Kim Soleum's frame.
He panted slightly as if breathless.
If I had my body here, I would have tilted up his chin and used my index finger to carefully analyze Mr. Soleum's reddened ear.
Something about it is just.. fascinatingly endearing.
— Take off your suit and shoes.
They must be quite uncomfortable!
‘I- take off my clothes? I don't..’
— Worry not, friend! You don't need to strip!
Yet..
— Simply taking off that stuffy suit and your shoes will do!
Kim Soleum seemed visibly relieved, and somewhat in a daze, did as told.
I watched, quite enthralled.
If I had my body, I certainly would have leisurely crossed my legs and leaned back.
Admiring the slow tease of a suit, tie, and shoes being removed..
What remained was the exotic sight of an almost see through white button up shirt, black pants, and long black socks I knew were held in place by the garter I personally recommended he use.
— Beautiful,
The praise slipped out like water down a stream.
— Mr. Soleum, if only you could look at yourself right now.
My good friend squirmed in place.
I could practically see him melting in place. Trying to keep his expression from changing into an adorable little smile.
Shy as it would be, it would still fill me with a sense of fulfillment far greater than any successful episode I'd film of my show.
Patience,
I dutifully reminded myself.
— So cute I could practically gobble you up!
“Braun..”
‘The script..’
— Right, right. I got ahead of myself.. Now, turn around and crawl until I say stop.
I caught an audible hitch in Kim Soleum's breathing.
How cute~
Doing just as I commanded, he turned his back to me.
That slender back..
For a moment, I imagined myself trailing a finger up along Mr. Soleum's back.
My hands could so easily wrap around that waist.
Seemingly imagining the same thing as I, an aroused feeling arose from the depths of my good friend.
Embarrassment, longing, arousal, fear..
I watched silently as my good friend slowly crawled forward as his thoughts tried to reason that it was normal to..
Oh?
Amusement, glee, pride.
All those feelings welled up inside my small plush body as I realized Mr. Roe Deer had at some point gotten an erection from this ‘Play.’
— Stop.
He stopped.
— Crawl back to me.
And like an obedient pup, Kim Soleum did as told once more.
His embarrassment and shame are almost palpable now as he tried to sneakily think of ways to not reveal his predicament.
Such useless thoughts..
Truly, Mr. Soleum should know by now!
— Friend?
“..?”
— Present.
“!!!”
And quite suddenly, Kim Soleum sat on his knees again.
His legs were spread wide, arms to either side of himself to help balance the small arch he did.
Nothing was hidden.
The ‘tent’ in Mr. Roe Deer's pants was presented for none other than Braun, and Braun only, to see.
Two little ‘peaks’ on Soleum's chest were visible to the naked eye, too.
— ….
The desire to touch became too much for someone like Braun to resist.
And
He
Snapped
.
.
.
— Aha.. forgive me, friend.
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.
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The room suddenly got shrouded in a deep darkness.
.
.
.
— I don't think I can resist this desire to touch you anymore.