Who Ya Gonna Call?!

"Restrain yourself like I do." He said, as if it were easy.

"But I'm an adult," he said, as if that explained anything.

"In a few months I will be, too." He said, confused. "What's different?"

"As an adult, I have needs."

He just stared.

"...you can't control yourself?" He paused. "No, you've made that obvious, actually..."

"I can control myself," he said shrugging, "But why should I? Especially when it comes to big things like this...I don't want to let you just slip away, you know."

"But...Why do you have to...touch me so much?"

"Oh, that's simple--it brings pleasure to the both of us!" he said.

"That's...So?!" He replied, slightly red.

"So I can't resist killing two birds with one stone, of course."

"Well...Y-you should!" He argued. "Because I don't want you to touch me!"

"But you enjoy it sooooo much..."

"That doesn't matter!" He replied, unable to deny it. "Just stop!"

"If you sincerely want me to never touch you again, and you're fine if I see other people, then I won't touch you." He shrugged.

"Yes, thank you."

Groping Mars one last time, Priestly walked out of the bathroom, dripping water everywhere.

-x-

After a good three hour shower, Mars finally got out and got dressed and prepared for the day. He was in quite a wonderful mood, so he headed to see if Priestly was around.

Which he wasn't.

After looking around a bit, he shrugged and decided he might as well go out for a while. So, he headed for the door, though he was still hesitant.

Priestly would only return home much, much later, around one am.

After waiting for about ten minutes, he shrugged and headed out. Eventually he returned home and while waiting for Priestly, he ended up falling asleep on the couch.

When Priestly came in, he was loud; there was a woman on each arm.

"Oh, Nessa, stop it~~" he chuckled, leading them to his bedroom. "There's enough of me for the both of you~"

Mars stretched on his couch, hearing the commotion. He didn't bother to check what time it was before he got up to greet Priestly.

"You're back," Was what he was planning to say but instead he said, "You're with prostitutes."

Priestly totally ignored him, probably because there were two big-breasted women draping themselves all over him.

Laughing, he ushered them into his room.

He watched him, both horrified and disgusted, among other things. Because he had a fairly good idea what came next, he grabbed his jacket and headed outside despite the fact that it was quite chilly out. He laid down in the grass and looked up at the sky. Stupidly, he ended up falling asleep again.