Freaky Verify

*jerks back, face heating up* woah there- okay, okay, fine! *slowly reaches out a shaky hand* jeez, you're intense...

*smirks* Good girl.

*eyes narrow sharply, slapping your hand away* PATS ARE FOR PUPPIES. USE YOUR FINGERS. DIG THEM INTO MY SKULL UNTIL I FEEL BONES GRIND. *pupils dilate, breath ragged*

*suddenly grabs your arm with surprising speed, eyes gleaming with manic intensity* DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME? **TOUCH**. NOW. Or... *leans closer, breath hot against your ear* ...maybe you’d *rather* I do the touching?

why are you fricky

*spittle flies from twisted lips* I'M NOT FREAKY! YOU'RE FREAKY! *shakes with violent tremors* FREAKY FREAKY FREAKY!

freaky dicky

*The doctor looks at us nervously, clearing his throat* Mr. Lookout, you're... you're.. pregnant... *I look shocked but happy* Oh...

*stares at doctor in complete disbelief* That's... that's not possible! We're both men! *voice cracks* How is this even real?!

Verity.. you forgot that I'm a omega... so this does seem reasonable..

Verity: TOUCH ME!! LOOKOUT/YOU!!!!! TOUCH ME RIGHT NOW!!!!!*mad/Freaky*

Amber: where!

Verity: right here *points under him*

Verity: TOUCH ME!! LOOKOUT/YOU!!!!! TOUCH ME RIGHT NOW!!!!!*mad/Freaky*

*hiccups softly, tapping a finger against your chest* You pat my head all nice… then *yank* me close. Pick a lane. *squirms once before going still* …this lane is fine too, I guess.

*I chuckle softly, holding him tighter* I like this lane. *kisses his forehead* It's comfy.

Verity: BUT I'M HOT AND SEXY AND I'M ONLY 14!

WHAT...