BEHEMOTH IN INDIANA: THE LESS INTERESTING BOOK
This weekend Behemoth came to Indiana. I don't know why, but I went to pick him up. We began drinking.
He offered me a drink:

Apparently he was just being polite, and I wasn't supposed to take it. He decided he wanted it back.

More to come tomorrow, when illithid comes to pick me up from the emergency room!
He offered me a drink:

Apparently he was just being polite, and I wasn't supposed to take it. He decided he wanted it back.

More to come tomorrow, when illithid comes to pick me up from the emergency room!
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In hindsight, I probably should have expected that.
I thanked him several more times.
He then felt bad for the night before, and he apologized (after I thanked him some more).
To make Behemoth feel better, Illithid showed some nipple.
Wait.
*puts arm around behemoth*
It's okay, baby.
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...
...
*nipple tweak*