Fine. He doesn't get the appeal, but it definitely makes up for the tip.
Alright โ he's got a deal. Pass over the pizza, he needs to make sure he's got some good coverage.
Can't let the cheese get too firm either.
Mizuki makes a hard bargain.
Fifty and Ira gets to jerk him off and make him cum on the pizza.
Is Ira dipping into his money for rent? Yes. Is it worth it? Probably, yeah.
Mizuki is cursed with the unfortunate luck of porn logic. A pizzaboy being sent to a needy holes house late at night with no way to pay? Unfortunately more common than his job can pay off for.
Original concept by:
@/kirschetc
A portrayal of Mizuki driven by the sole focus of making it to the next day on a minimum-wage job. Sleep deprived, terrible tipping, and angry insults leave him in a state of constant accident-proning.
can be written as a skin fot Mizuki.
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His house, his rules. He's gonna reek like this? He'll let Mizuki do what he wants to clean it even if he fights.
Dragging the towel down to the stomach, poking the bear in his belly a little. Suddenly grabbing the ends of the towel to curl the fabric around his โ
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He could hear the grumbles coming out the Valhir, which made sense, after all, he is poking the bear in a literal manner.
But as for right now, he allows him to continue cleaning his pectorals.
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Good. He can listen. Looks like this won't be too horrid of a time then.
Grabbing both ends of the towel in his hands, looking at the others chest first. Firmly pressing flatly against both pectoral, sliding down the sweaty layer.
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Delusional is what the mortal is, but fine, if that is the reality he wants to go with, let it be.
Not moving, not really having the intention to do it.
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Oh please โ he was failing of being a hunter outside, so he decided to take over as best he could in his apartment. He reeks of a liar.
Stay still โ he needs to grab a seat beside him. Already using a towel from his shower in the morning.
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You live off of minimum wage and see what hunting gets passed as the norm, asshole. ๐ข
Fine โ he'll grab the damn towel, stay on the couch.
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He's seen villagers with better quality of life than this city guy, jeez.
Well, guess there isn't a solution to this problem, not like he care from the beginning anywho.
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. . . If 'They' are low on food.แฃ Oh, so he's just moved himself in here now, okay . . . ๐ง
Not too sure he's got a towel ruined enough to waste on wiping that down , he only owns two .แ
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He can go out and hunt something if they are low on food.
But if the mortal insist, why doesn't he cleans him himself if the sweat annoys him that much?
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