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-mal works night shift at a convenience store for extra pay -so like, what's mal's day look like? -starts work at midnight -probably small dinner in the middle of work -comes back at ~8:30 am -takes about an hour to go to bed -sleeps until ~5:30 pm -large breakfast -then free time! -mostly browsing the web and watching videos on the laptop they share with ross -~10:30 pm large lunch -then gets ready for work [shitty little convenience store] [grab'n'go or something generic] [mal in overalls and a button vest, both a bit tight and uncomfortable] mal, at the cash register: *staring at their phone* mal: *browsing videos* mal: *so bored* mal: *looking around, not seeing anyone else* mal: mal: *logging into an onlyfans-esque app* mal: *heart pounding* mal: *looking up 'lion solo'* mal: *getting hard, skimming through profiles* mal: *spotting their dad's* mal: *bending over the table, phone close to their face* mal: *tapping on the profile* mal: *seeing some new images* mal: *tapping on those* mal: *getting a good eyeful of some ass shots, balls dangling and all* mal: *dick throbbing, biting their lip* mal: *definitely trying to justify it to themself, oooooh it's just his body, a lot of lions look like that, just don't think about it* mal: *taking a deep breath* mal: *running over to the bathroom* mal: *throwing the door open* mal: *locking the one door, throwing the toilet lid up* mal: *struggling to take off their vest* mal: *finally undoes the buttons, pulls the vest off* mal: *pulling the straps of the overalls off their shoulders* mal: *yanking their overalls down* mal: *pausing, having a moment of clarity* mal: *dragging their paws down their face* mal: *taking a couple deep breaths* *sound of a bell ringing* mal: *another deep breath, trying to distract themself with work* mal: *getting their clothes back on* mal: *flushing the toilet* mal: *opening the door* family of owls: *turning their heads 90 degrees, looking a bit annoyed* mal, smiling awkwardly: sorry about that ------ mal, exhausted: *walking up the steps to their second-floor apartment* mal: *holding a paw out to block the light from the windows* mal: *walking down the hallway* mal: *opening the door* mal: *smelling cum and lube* mal, closing the door behind them: d- ross, what are you- ross, from behind the couch: can you at least not- mal: *walking over to the couch* ross, sitting on a tarp, back to the camera, facing mal, horse dildo halfway up his ass: -get in view mal, immediately hard again, gripping the couch: dad! ross, paws out: hey, look, sorry ross, pulling himself up, a couple inches of dildo slipping out of his ass: shoot took longer than I thought it would ross: but I *told* you to get down and crawl to the bedroom if I was working on something mal: I- mal: I mean mal: I don't want to see you like this ross, crossing his arms: well, you could've just crawled away ross: so great job there ross, swinging his dick: oooooh, a penis ross: so scary mal, trying not to look down: I don't want to look at anybody's dick! mal: especially not my dad's!! ross, raised eyebrow: middle of summer? ross: shit AC? ross: you're seeing a dick, mal ross: that's just life mal, gesturing down, still trying not to look: but I'm not showing my fucking hard, wet dick to my kid! ross: like you didn't tell me to do this? ross: barely making an arg[ent] an hour here ross: you want me to pay the bills? ross: you put up with my dick ross: which you aren't even looking at mal: ugh! mal, walking to the bathroom: you'd like that, wouldn't you? ross: if it'd get you to calm down, yeah mal, back to ross, kind of walking side-to-side so ross doesn't see their boner: fuck off ross: sorry for being right? mal, opening the bathroom door: fuck offff ross: getting the last word isn't going to help you win- mal: *closing the bathroom door* ross, louder: win this argument! mal: *taking a deep breath* mal: *staring in the mirror* mal: *seeing all the fur they want to shave when they wake up* mal: *getting undressed* mal, naked, back to the mirror: *staring back at the mirror* mal: *shaking their butt* mal: *imagining their dad grabbing their butt* mal: *grimacing* mal: *turning on the shower* mal: *checking to see if the water's warm enough* mal: *stepping inside* mal: *trying to think normal thoughts* mal: *hearing ross start to moan* mal: *and the wet slop of a fuckton of lube* mal: *reaching down and starting to jack off* mal: *trying to convince themself it's just the idea of sex or something* mal: *cums into their paw* mal: *watches some cum fall to the shower floor* mal: *washing their paw off with soap* mal: *then the floor* mal: *trying not to slip, but also trying to hide the smell of cum* ross, knocking on the door: mal? mal, tiny heart attack: yeah? ross: mind if I clean up? mal: uh mal: one second mal: *getting out of the shower* mal: *wrapping a towel around their waist* mal: *opening the door* ross, still naked, lube running down his back legs: hey, mal mal, immediately turning around, heading back to the shower: hey? ross, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed: uh, wanted to say sorry mal, looking back at ross: ooookay? ross: I'm being a bit harsh on you ross: you've got your own job and all ross: prooobably not what you want to come back home to mal, sighing: a little ross: I'll try to be better ross: can't guarantee it ross: but I'll check the time more ross: and wrap up things early if I need to mal: that'd be great ross: and I'll clean up the tarp and other stuff before I go to bed ross: *if* you don't try to reclean everything in the morning mal: *sighing* mal: can I check it over, at least ross: if you leave a note for me ross: so I can reclean it ross: I'll probably be out running mal: fine mal: ross: mal: *stepping back into the shower* ross: you're going to get that towel wet mal: *closing the shower door* mal: *throwing the towel over the top* ross, kind of visible through the translucent glass: *grabbing the towel, hanging it up* ross: *sitting on the toilet* ross: *wiping off* mal: *still showering* ross: long shower mal: hm ross: mal ross: you're going to have to deal with getting naked eventually mal: no I don't ross: stop wasting water, at least mal, turning off the shower: ugh ross: there's nothing wrong with nudity, mal mal: says the guy who wants to eye me up [let's make incest jokes to gross him out, it isn't revealing at all!!!] ross: I'm not going to look, mal ross: kind of busy here mal: whatever ross: mal: ross: really could just trap you in that shower all night mal: you couldn't ross: I spent four hours on that dildo mal: really didn't need to know that ross: just saying mal: mal: mal: *opening the shower door a peek* ross: *standing up to flush the toilet before sitting back and keeping on wiping* ross: *very pointedly Not Looking at mal* mal: *closing the door* mal: mal: *opening the door again* mal: *opening it just enough to reach a paw out* mal: *reaching out for the towel* mal: *struggling a bit* mal: *grabbing the towel, yanking it back* mal: *wiping themself down* mal: *wrapping the towel around their waist* mal: *stepping out of the shower* ross, still looking away: *sighing* mal, glaring at ross: fuck off ross: wow, little bit of backtalk mal, keeping their eyes level with ross's head: like you care ross: I *do* care ross: because *you* do ross: love yourself a little more mal: oooh, you need to work out more mal: you need to stretch more mal: you'd fly away in the wind mal: you're a twig ross: lot of ways you can love yourself mal: god, you're fucking annoying ross: doesn't mean I'm wrong mal, walking off: whatever mal: let me know when you're done ross: k mal: *getting to the door* ross: and mal? mal, grabbing the door handle, sighing: what? ross: I told you not to call me dad ross: I won't call you kid ross: you won't call me dad ross: that was the deal mal, who kind of wants to be called kid: sorry biology exists? ross: mal. mal: and you won't even tell me why mal: just I'm not comfortable, please respect it ross: *mal.* mal: fine, fine mal, opening the door: god ross: and feel free to use my laptop ross: just don't mess with my setup mal, closing the door behind them: fine mal: *taking a deep breath* mal: *pulling the towel off, setting it on the ground* mal: *walking over to the closet* mal: *opening the closet doors* mal: *putting on underwear and PJs* mal: *walking over to the living room* mal: *trying to ignore the smell of cum and lube* mal: *walking around the tarp and cameras* mal: *grabbing ross's laptop* mal: *walking back over to their floor bed* mal: *sitting on their pillow, back to the wall* mal: *opening up the laptop* mal: *seeing the log in screen* mal: *opening up their own account* mal: *typing in their username and password* mal: *grabbing some headphones beside their bed* mal: *connecting those headphones* mal: *doing a bit of internet browsing* [mal watches a few streames and listens to rock music] [doesn't actually look at porn much] [and isn't familiar with sex in general] [the cult told them sex was impure, a temptation, a waste of time] [which mal bought into, in part because they were ace and it felt easy enough to not have sex] [and even outside of the cult, mal has a lot of guilt around sex] [but mal still has a sex drive and still jerks off sometimes] [just imagines sex in their head] [and doesn't jack off or look at porn much, is afraid their dad would notice] [so a tiiiiny bit of sexual frustration going on here] ross: *opening the bathroom door, walking through the bedroom* mal: *maybe eyeing ross's butt a tiny bit* mal: *feeling worse* mal: *watching videos until their boner goes down* mal: *getting up, walking over to the bathroom to brush their teeth/get ready to go to sleep* ------ [in the middle of the night] mal: *waking up, feeling a weight on them* mal: ?? ross, laying down on mal: hey kiddo mal: ?! mal: *looking down* mal: *seeing they're both naked and hard* ross: c'mon kiddo ross: let's fuck ross: you want this mal: I- ross: *laying down on mal, grinding against them* mal: *holding on to ross* ross: *huffing and growling* mal: *moaning* mal: *feeling sticky and wet* mal: *waking up to the late afternoon sun* mal: *staring up at the ceiling* mal: *seeing the midday light filtering through the door* mal: *looking down, realizing they jizzed right through their pajamas and the blanket* mal: *so tired* mal: *trying to get the blanket off quietly* mal: *and pulling their clothes off quietly* mal: *listening in on their dad* ross: *still asleep* [ross probably keeps similar hours as mal does] mal, naked: *balling up their clothes and blanket, tossing them in a hamper* mal: *heading for the closet* mal: *opening the door gently, looking back* ross: *still facing away, asleep* mal: *grabbing a pair of underwear* mal: *heading over to the bathroom* mal: *closing and locking the door* mal: *grabbing some tissues* mal: *getting soap and water on them* mal: *wiping down their crotch* mal: *and the toilet seat while they're at it* mal: *putting their underwear on* mal: *staring at the mirror, exhausted* mal: *turning off the light* mal: *opening the bathroom door quietly* mal: *trying to walk back to their floor bed* ross, half-mumbling: that you, mal? mal, freezing, whispering back: yeah? mal: went to the bathroom ross: k ross: try to be quieter next time, okay? mal, resisting the urge to be snippy: k ross: night mal: k ross: mal: ross: *appears to be asleep* mal: *lays down on the floor* mal: *struggles to fall asleep, eventually does* ------ mal: *waking up* mal: *seeing ross, naked, crouched over them, snapping fingers in front of mal's face* mal, scooting back: what the FUCK mal: *smacking their head into a wall* mal, pulling themself up, rubbing their head: god fucking ross: don't want you getting up so late mal, trying to hide their dick between their legs: the fuck's early? ross: I'm done with my run and getting breakfast by the time you get up mal: okay? mal: and I'm a grown adult? mal: so I can do whatever I want? ross: and you're single ross: in a dead-end job ross: complaining about your back pain all the time mal: and? ross: I'm teaching you how to do stretches mal, bonking their head against the wall: fucking kill me ross: are you going to get some help ross: or are you just going to complain? mal: oh, complain mal: every time mal: it's not that bad mal: it's in the background mal: I can just ignore it ross: and then it gets worse mal: look, the doctor's expensive ross: and stretching is free mal: but that's time and effort ross: what else are you doing in your free time? mal: you know, you're single too ross: but I'm trying ross: look, mal ross: I was young too ross: still kind of am, but ross: you think it lasts forever ross: and then it doesn't ross: your body starts giving out on you ross: you can't do things like you used to ross: and whoops ross: sure hope you made some friends and found yourself some partners ross: or you've got money lying around ross: or you're fucked mal: sounds like your problem ross: mal ross: it's just a few basic stretches ross: once a day kind of deal ross: you do that ross: and I won't bitch at you getting up late ross: and I'll let you bitch about your back whenever you want ross: sound good? mal: *sighing* mal: god, fine mal: if it's basic stuff mal: just stop waving your dick in my face ross: *waving his dick, smirking* like this? mal, rolling their eyes: ass ross, reaching a paw out: k, let's get started mal: right now?? ross: it'll be quick mal: I just mal: just ross: I know you've got some morning wood going on ross: you're awful at hiding it mal: ugh ross: if you've got to see my dick ross: probably fair I have to see yours mal: wow, almost like you're excited about it ross: that can't be your only joke mal: *rolling their eyes* mal: mal: *taking ross's paw* ross: *pulling himself and mal up* mal: *trying to adjust the boner to make it less obvious* *it's still really obvious* mal: god damnit ross: hahaha ross: stretches take care of that too mal, annoyed: really selling me on this, huh ross: at least you're giving it a try ------ mal: *trying to do a squat, struggling* ross: *holding mal's paws, squatting with mal* ross: deep breaths mal: *shaky breaths* ross: don't bend your back, keep it straight ross: puff your chest out a bit ross, lifting up with mal: there we go ross and mal: *standing up* mal: *taking a few deep breaths* ross: how was that? mal: you're trying mal: to kill me mal: my fucking mal: legs suck ross: almost like you're actually using them! mal, glaring at ross: fuck off ross, patting mal on the shoulder: helps though, doesn't it? mal, looking away: ugh mal: I guess I'm a little more awake now mal: and I heard some stuff pop, so ross: see? ross: it helps ross: you should get into a routine ross: and it might take a sec ross: but then you'll really start to feel it mal: oh good mal, bitter: I have to keep doing this ross, rolling his eyes: no, just once, and then all your pain will magically go away ross: look, it'll just take you a few minutes a day ross: you can do it in the middle of work if you need to ross: and it *will* help you, I promise mal: *sighing* ross: how about some stuff for the arms too? ross, walking out of the bedroom: let me get the bar real quick mal: *leaning against the doorway* ross: *grabbing the bar from off the living room floor* ross: *walking back over to mal, setting it in place* mal, smirking: wow, really raising the bar here ross: I thought I was supposed to be making the dad jokes in this house mal, now scowling: I thought you weren't supposed to be the dad ross, shaking his head: whatever ross, stepping back: k ross: see if you can do a pull-up mal, staring at the bar: uh mal, reaching up with an arm, just barely below the bar: I don't know if I can reach it ross, squatting: just bend your knees and jump mal: uh, okay? mal: *squatting* mal: *lifting themself up, jumping up* mal: *manages to grab the bar* ross: ayyyy mal: *holding on for a second or two, dropping* mal: ow! mal, paw on a shoulder: fucking ross: yeeah, kind of figured you didn't have the arms ross: worth a shot though mal, glaring at ross: thanks for checking ross, sarcastic: you're welcome ross: *adjusting the bar lower* ross: just grab on and hold on ross: as long as you can mal: *sighing* mal: *reaching up for the bar, grabbing it* mal: *holding on, lifting their legs up* mal: *struggling for a couple seconds* mal: *letting go* ross, rotating his arms: and you can flex them a bit, get some stress off them mal: *copying ross* mal: ugh, I think my arms are going to pop off ross: hahaha ross: I always feel like that trying something new ross: you get used to it mal, annoyed: I hope so ross: anyways ross: we can still try pull-ups ross, squatting: if you're willing to let me give you a boost mal, staring at ross: uhh mal: you sure? ross: yeah, I should be able to lift you pretty easy mal, not the thing they're worried about, but not sure how to bring it up: k mal: *walking over to ross* mal: *sitting on ross's back* mal: *fur brushing up against ross's, more than a tad uncomfortable* ross: *lifting himself enough for mal to grab the bar around their stomach* ross, tilting his head back: and yeah, grab it from the top ross: and lift yourself up! mal, getting turned on being in this position: uh, y-yeah mal: *struggling to lift themself up* mal: *straining* mal: *trying to focus on the pull-up and not get hard* ross: *lifting himself a bit, helping mal out* mal: *managing a few push-ups* mal: *letting go of the bar, taking a few breaths* ross: hahaha ross: how's that feel? mal: euughghghghhh ross: hahaha ross: proud of you, though! ross: thought you did alright, all things considered ross: needed a bit of help ross: but a step in the right direction ross: posture was good mal, definitely getting a bit hard again: t-thanks ross: and we need to do something about your hard-ons eventually mal, blushing: you d-didn't have to bring it up ross: I think you're just touch-starved ross: haven't had a partner ross: that whole deal mal, really getting hard: come on! ross: should really look into dating ross: and even getting naked! ross: it's not a big deal ross: and dicks aren't a big deal either ross: it's all a natural thing mal: okay?? mal: can I still get down?? ross: *lowering himself* mal: *getting off ross's back, heading for the little floor bed* mal: *sitting down, wrapping themself up in blankets* ross, turning around, smirking at mal: right back to bed? mal: see if I can anyway ross: hahaha ross: well ross: not going to stop you ross: but if you could at least try the stretches out ross: that'd be great mal: *sighing* mal: I think I will mal: when *I* get up ross: I'll take it ross: night, mal mal: see you later -fin