Avali
distracts sqrl

Balros
Is SO SQUIRREL TO HAPPY YOU

Avali
provides monstrous avali butt as a distraction, naturally~

Balros
Paws and paws are placed upon that ass, those hips. Fattned, hugened, thickened from touch. Groped, kneaded, mauled with lustful palms.

Avali
only just barely notices that his ass is too wide to comfortably fit into the dimensions of a doorframe, but that's pretty normal, all things considered. "Oh hi Balros!" :>

Balros
"Hi Avali!" He calls out from around tailfeathers that block his vision. Only just, really, since the upper curve of that put-out butt is just above the bridge of his nose. "What brings you by?"

Avali
flexed his massive, bulging butthole as if by reflex at being so close to Balros, 'kissing' the almost perfectly smooth thing right up against the squirrel's chest. And abdomen. Only when it relaxes do any semblance of creases return. "Mmh. Not much. Being lazy, as is the norm for this time of night."

Balros
Balros leans forward, his chestfloof and belly smooshing in against that ring, squimshing his warmth to it. Enormous bulge shoving right against fattened perennium just below. "We're winding down from a day, for an early day tomorrow. Should start yawning soon! Looks like you started early." He glimpses down at that shiny donut.

Avali
only seems to flex the thing harder, causing it to bulge and tighten, even presenting a nice bit of glossiness! His taint, too, is a monstrous thing, bulging out level with his oversized donut, and just as wide. "Mmh! I was contemplating crawling into bed early tonight. Haven't made up my mind yet." He says, twisting his comparatively lithe body to glance backward, his immense hips following a moment later once inertia catches up.

Balros
He can hear the doorframe cracking, the wood creaking, the structure starting to groan like it's being fucked good with so much avai butt and hips crushing up against it. "I'm gonna say yes, but your bed is up MY ass this time. But you gotta make your bed first." He chittergrins, pushing up on his big tiptoes to smooch with an avali's twimsted torso. Keeping your upper body in place as your lower body SPRINGS free and spins 180 in place to face him and put your butt facing back where you'd been facing before.

Avali
perked, all four ears standing at attention. "Oh? Your ass this time?" He asked, one eyebrow cocked over a green-irised eye, one hand planted on a hip that could double as a shelf while the other palmed the bulge that was his decidedly unhappy speedo, the fabric strained so tightly with the contents of his leathery sheath and smooth nuts that the hide showed through the miniscule gaps in the material. "Oh! That reminds me. I ran into Komari a while back, and some of her might have... 'rubbed off', so to speak."

Balros
Now that you're facing him, your bulge is squished up against his leather-thong-clad bulge, though yours is shinier and stretched tighter over those second pair of balls all Avali sport. But at the mention of Komari, his bulge -SHRRRPPTS- around a second SHEATH as wide as his torso and second pair of balls that whumpWHUMPF to the floor. A lamp falls over from how big his butt lurges in the span of three syllables; such wind pressure. "Ohhhh we are EXCITED to hear that!"

Avali
leans forward, presenting egregiously thick nipples for inspection while simultaneously planting both hands on his spandex-clad sheath, the fabric clinging so tightly that it outlines the cavernous depths and their decidedly equine nature. Just look at how it outlines that monster flare and similarly hefty urethra in there! "Mhmm! She's a good mare. Quite prone to pregnancy, too." He bobbed his head, sheath offering a heavy lurch, flare suddenly pressed a full foot forward, barely restrained by his speedo. Did he say 'urethra' earlier? He meant urethras. "Multi, too."

Balros
His eyes and both pairs of his paws are distracted with avali tits, reminded of how he can't fold his fingers in a seal around any of them, and there's four fat nips to try and squeeze. Perfect for a four-armed squirrel to fondle as a sheath inspection is conducted. "Gods that's how, you've ever idea."He rolls his hips affectionally, letting his twin sheaths spill forth twin sensitive pink squirrelcocks apiece, plenty of ways to feel up a friend's horsecock such as multi-frotting.*