Stone's Throw

[Andreas Amell]

"...yeah okay." That means you have to get up, dumbass. With a pained groan that's as much for dramatic as anything else, he pushes himself into an upright if hunched over position. "And this," he muttered, grabbing the quarter of joint left still.

[GamesMaster]

Heidi supports him, guiding him up the stairs and back to his bed. She tucks him in gently, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Do you need... help?"

[Andreas Amell]

Andreas nodded his head weakly as he laid back. Then he raised his hand towards her, the blunt carefully held between two fingers. 

[GamesMaster]

She takes a puff off the blunt, passing it back. Then she leans in to kiss him gently on the lips, almost tenderly. 

[Andreas Amell]

It was still lit? How did bwawaww? His brain locked up as her lips pressed against his own. As she pulled back, he stared at her with a dumbfounded expression. "Gah?"

Not much of a response, but pretty good given how confused and conflicted he was. His body is sending signals he's never felt before or thought much about. His mind was clouded and his thought slowed by that first rush of weed and the gunk left by the honey last night. All in all, Andreas didn't know what he wanted or even where to start working through everything.

[GamesMaster]

And so it was a real surprise when her hand reached his waist and gave his penis a long, firm stroke. 

[Andreas Amell]

Andreas let out a startled yelp, but thankfully he was tired and sore enough by this point that his instinctive flee reaction didn't amount to anything more than a jolt. "Ahhh. What-- why is--"

[GamesMaster]

"Shh. It's alright. Just relax, baby kitten, I'm gonna help you out of your jam."

[Andreas Amell]

"Jam? What-- ahhhhh." Andreas shuddered, his entire body quivering as her hand continued to move. "What's happening?"

[GamesMaster]

"Shh. It's alright. It's just your heat, kitten."

[Andreas Amell]

To his credit, even suffering from withdraw and hormone based confusion, his thoughts only centered on the temperature for a second or two. "What? No, I don't-- merikos?"

[GamesMaster]

"I know, kitten, it's your first one. Just hush now. I'm gonna make you feel good, and then you'll have a nice little nap, and you'll feel much better." 

Her hand trails lower, then, finger gently pressing against his entrance. 

[Andreas Amell]

Which promptly caused his muscles to lock up tighter than Naugrix's personal vault in shock. Pushing himself upright, Andreas batted at her arm in dazed protest. "H-Hey!"

[GamesMaster]

"It's alright, kitten. Trust me? I just want to make you feel so, so good," she coos. 

[Andreas Amell]

"That's not-- do the other-- Feel good?" Andreas shook himself vigorously in an attempt to clear his brain. "My first-- First heat? I'm in heat. I-- I need to get to--" He broke off, realizing he can't go to Voice like he'd casually planned to years ago in the vague sort of way people decide things they never expect to actually happen.