[man. kavinsky is very generous with his stuff, and don't get me wrong -- he doesn't mind rupert tearin' it up. but it is quite difficult to ignore, even with kavinsky's own less than perfect manual driving skills, how much the jaguar is protesting under rupert's guidance.
it's kind of funny. a smile flickers on the dream thief's gaunt-cheeked face. he's mostly laughing with rupert. mostly. something sly about it, vulpine. fox in a chicken coop, looking at the blood-colored leavings in the rearview.]
No offense, sweetheart. Did anyone actually teach you how to drive?
[fyi his dick has been in hibernation for months, but as of seventy two hours ago, that changed. this is actually only partially responsible for his incredibly stupid decision now, to reach over to the cackling driver in the seat behind him. spread his fingers, the fiery, winged creature on his hand rippling over the stretch of metacarpal bones, and slide his palm over rupert's groin.]
nsfwish
it's kind of funny. a smile flickers on the dream thief's gaunt-cheeked face. he's mostly laughing with rupert. mostly. something sly about it, vulpine. fox in a chicken coop, looking at the blood-colored leavings in the rearview.]
No offense, sweetheart. Did anyone actually teach you how to drive?
[fyi his dick has been in hibernation for months, but as of seventy two hours ago, that changed. this is actually only partially responsible for his incredibly stupid decision now, to reach over to the cackling driver in the seat behind him. spread his fingers, the fiery, winged creature on his hand rippling over the stretch of metacarpal bones, and slide his palm over rupert's groin.]