Reddinker

Oddball flipped through the pages of his book curiously, it was an erotic novel he had picked up at some point in hopes of decoding Finn’s odd behavior in the bedroom. “I’d like to bite that lip” Odd read aloud to himself quietly. It didn't make any sense, why would someone want to be bitten? How could pain be pleasurable? Oddball didn't understand it. A door clicked open behind him. “Hey Mate, whatcha readin’?” Finn asked, coming forward to nuzzle the draconequus affectionately. Once Finn saw the page of the book, he smirked. “Fifty Shades Of Dappled huh?” he teased, Oddball stared at

Finn panted, adrenaline still coursing through his body. His skin was riddled with bruises, bite marks, and scratches from a lovemaking session with his dearest friend, Oddball. He lifted a hoof up to his neck and brushed it against a bruise, leading him to wince. “Goddamn, mate,” Finn chuckled. “I’ve wrestled manticores that left less bruises.” he added, checking out his ‘battle wounds.’ Oddball turned his head and gasped loudly upon fully absorbing what exactly he had done to Finn. “OH MY- Finn! My deepest apologies, I-I’ve never lost control like that before!” the draconequus