Fedeltaflame

Darren: (seething and panting, face turning red, pacing around the living room) Steve: Darren? Are you ok? Darren: (eyes spot a pillow and pick it up, screaming for an everlasting time, almost a minute) Steve: (stares) Darren: (flops down, burying his face in Steve's lap* mmMmmfmHMfmmhmhm! Steve: (strokes his hair empathetically) I know... Darren: Mmfhgmmfhmmfuh! Steve: I know... Darren: Fmmuuuuhhh! Steve: Hey, Darren? Darren: Mm? Steve: You're face is in my crotch Darren: (pauses before rubbing his face in it affectionately) Steve: (laughs and pats his head) C'mon (lifts him up)