"baby.."
aesthetic rolls over on their pullout couch bed in the dark, moist, moldy, rat infested, yet somehow charming basement.
"baby did you sleep we-"
her words are cut off by goobs chapped lips crashing against hers.
aesthetic grabs onto the neck of goobs fursuit and pulls her closer; deepening the kiss. their tongues explore the other's mouth.
after what seems like forever, aesthetic pulls away from the passionate, intimate, slobbery kiss panting. she coughs up a hairball.
"you like that babygirl?" goob asks seductively
"yes daddy!!"
they mate.