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Moe and Regect had been walking around downtown for the past three hours looking for a gift for Ze for Christmas, and it had been below freezing for days and they both had to break out their coats, even though Moe was pretty sure that Regect had a hard time getting genuinely cold, so you KNOW it was cold. “Maybe we could just get him a new gun?” Regect asked. “Honkhonkhonkhonkhonk (Regect no offence but you suck at gift shopping)” Moe returned. “Honkhonkhonk (maybe he would like a guitar, he really needs a hobby.)” Moe said, running forward past Regect. “Moe I'm freezing,” Regect said, whining while running with his hands in his pockets in order to catch up.
They entered a small guitar shop in a small alleyway off of the main sidewalk, the kind of place that looks sketchy to anyone who wasn't a regular, the kind of place that plays mitski 24/7, the kind of place that would be perfect for someone like ze, and coincidentally, Moe had been going to for years. Moe had started playing guitar at around 12 years ago when she saw her friend's moms acoustic guitar in their garage, at that point she had been playing the viola for a few years and had wanted to play a new instrument, so she decided to get a guitar from the guitar shop. That's what had originally been what got her into music in the first place
They chose an acoustic guitar with designs on it and a book called “guitar for beginners and posers.” The book was Regect’s idea, of course. And after regect had a small argument with the shop owner, Moe was finally able to drag him out by the arm. “Honkhonkhonk (hey! I still want to stop at the cafe for hot cacao before that close for the day.)” “Yeah yeah, I know, it's just that asshole made a bitchy comment about you, and I was not about to let that slide!” “Honkhonk (dude! I don't care about what other people think about me, I'm literally a clown, I'm practically prophesied to get some rude comments, and the whole point of a clown is that I'm supposed to be a joke)” She says, letting go of Regects arm and starting to walk toward the cafe on the corner of the street. “Hey wait up!” he said, running to catch up with Moe.
As they walked into the cafe they heard the familiar voice saying: “hey, there's my favorite regulars! Same as usual!” the barista says looking at Regect because the barista knew at this point that Moe either couldn't or wouldn't answer for herself. “Yep, just our regular order.” Then while they wait for their coffee and cocoa Moe and regect sit on the couches near the fireplace, Moe had never been able to pay much attention to the surroundings and atmosphere. The walls were covered in posters for local bands and a lot of art that was being sold with a note that said “all sales go to original artists.” Moe had noticed one painting of a circus with a red and yellow color scheme; she pointed out the painting to Regect and she saw him take a small mental note. After that they sat in silence until the barista said that their drinks were ready.
As they start to walk back to the house, they pass the park that they hardly ever visit and as they sip their hot drinks. Moe was carrying the guitar and book because how would Regect even carry the guitar if he's missing half of his torso? That question continued to walk next to Reject until she felt herself approaching the ground very quickly. “Oh shit are you okay moe!” Regect yelled. Moe felt her face stinging from the long scratches from falling face forwards onto the pavement. She tried to reach for her horn but couldn't seem to find it with her just feeling so decided to try to look with her eyes but her eyes were covered in blood from her forehead. She could feel rocks that were stuck in her hands and face because the pavement was covered in stupid rocks. Her hot cocoa spilled all over her jumpsuit.
Regect quickly ran over to help me get up and clean the blood off her face. He quickly got out the napkins to help Moe clean the blood off. Moe raised her head with her curly hair messily covering her face. Grabbing one of the napkins she wiped the blood off of her hands, also picking the rocks out of her hands one by one. Regect simultaneously wiped her face for her he handed her her horn which had fallen a few feet away and was severely dented. Moe tried to say something with it, but all that came out was a sad choppy honking that translated to “m_ f_ce hur_e_”. Regect finished wiping her face and looked her in the eyes, they sat staring eye-to-eye and face-to-face. Moe and Regect looked at each other and Moe saw Regects invisible face blush intensely, but Moe was pretty sure that she was blushing just as bad.
And then Moe quickly got up because she knew this was going to get really weird really fast. And if they were going to kiss it could wait until they weren't sitting on the sidewalk in front of the park while Moe was partially bleeding. Thankfully the guitar had survived so she could get it to ze. Regect got up and started to walk with Moe. “Maybe we could watch a movie when we get home,” Regect suggested. This is definitely going to get weird. I mean what kind of movies do Regect even like? like porn or some shit? Moe thought. Maybe that's okay if it's Regect, Regect who was the first friend she made after her other friend died, Regect who Moe had a serious crush on along with ze for the longest time. All of a sudden her face felt very warm.
When they got home Ze was out somewhere, probably out getting groceries or something. Moe hid the guitar in the corner of her closet. She closed the closet and walked down the stairs and sat on the couch next to Regect who handed her the remote so she could pick the movie, so she picked the walton files because she had wanted to show it to Regect for a while. A couple of hours later they had somehow gone from the Walton Files to a cheesy romance movie. Ze had gotten home 2 hours after they sat down, and he had gone straight to bed. One thing that Regect had not been expecting was for the movie to have the most DEVIOUS sex scene. regect wasn't really affected by the scene but he had seen Moe shift uncomfortably multiple times since the scene started.
“Fuck it” Moe thought as she grabbed a peace of paper and WROTE “listen Regect, I like you a lot” she handed the note to Regect who intensely blushed and as if he could read her mind, lifted her up onto his lap so she was facing him, and kissed her without hesitating. Moe quickly leaned into the kiss with the same or more force than Regect had to start with. Moe lightly started to grind down on regects leg, attaching into him in a hug for better leverage, and GOD was Regect enjoying. Than Moe quickly got off of his lap and sat on her knees in-between his visible leg and invisible leg. Regect willed his rock hard dick into existence, and the moment he did Moe had her mouth around it, sucking and deep-throughting it. Regect tried his best not to let his hips buck and facefuck moe right there right then. Meanwhile Moe slid one hand into her jumpsuit, aggressively fingering herself pretending it was Regect fingering her. And, as if there bodies had bluetooth connected, Moe and regect came at the exact same time, Moe making a squirting mess in her jumpsuit and regect coming down Moe’s through Moe swallowing as much of it as she could. “Ngh~ moe” Regect moaned.
Moe pulled her mouth off of Regects dick, a string of cum loosely connecting them for a moment, then falling apart. Moe grabbed another peace of paper, writing “im gonna go take a shower” she handed her note to Regect whose only response was “ohh me too”
This boy is too damn freaky!