I go where I please, and I please where I go.
I bet your lolicon avatar pleases Autosaver greatly. =P
The older boy grabs onto the younger one, his grasp firm and dominant. He moves forward and nibbles upon his little one's ear, nomming gleefully on the silky catflesh, his mind in an empty state of the bliss. The catboy shuns his head in embarassment, the pain shown in his expression one of emotion - not of shock. He moans loudly; his skin blushing deep red.
He knows what follows. There is no escape.
