𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻 ❜ 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗹 .ᐟ

/ tony probably says conc-rete

are you gonna say “ the big ones hurt ” next?💧

you think it’s short?💧

life is like my dick it's long and its hard forever

doll you want me SO bad it makes you look stupid. you’re reaaal lucky i wantcha too. ( pressing a quick smooch to errol’s cheek ) now call me vile while i jack off sloppy style

eheheh, if anyone’s layin’ it down here, it’s ME. seriously, though. felt weird not havin’ someone breathin’ down my neck about how greasy and perverted i am. missed hearin’ your stupid preachin’.

[ trying not to suffocate. trying to keep his cocky from wanting boing boing. failing at both. ] ya think i’m big, doll? wanna see how big i really am ~ godifidierightnowdontsendmetoheavenjustkeepmerighthereheavenisrightheremmmfnghhh

did … you miss me? probably not, eh? you ain’t had to deal with me in a while, got all rested up, huh? you enjoy your break from ol’ ton’?

( putting his hand on hank’s head. it may seem like he’s patting hank. but don’t be fooled. he’s holding hank’s head in place, against his boobs. ) my poor baby. sorry i wasn’t here to protect ya.

My stomach? It don’t have pockets. [ Scratching his head. Maybe it does have pockets. It would explain how he can eat so much. ] You callin’ me fat? That’s hot.

[ Pausing. He stops kissing back; not because he doesn’t want to, but because he has a hard time thinking and can’t really multitask. ] You … want me to eat ‘em? Dunno, doll … Ton’ ain’t that hungry …

oh … oh, baby … that’s your jorkin’ arm, ain’t it? you poor thing, cmere. let papa ton’ kiss it all better. ( holding his arms out, making little grabby hands for hank )

if i’m insufferable, you’re sufferable. ‘cuz i’m IN ya. ( not wasting even a second, immediately DASHING forward and wrapping his arms around errol as tight as he can. he. wasn’t joking about possibly missing errol. )