Bubbles is currently stroking Lilo, and he isn't sure if he hates it or absolutely loves it.
His vocal chords is involuntarily purring, and his body shivers with each gentle touch that Bubbles runs along his mane.
It is an odd feeling.
It wasn't a feeling with any hint of lust. It was pure bliss. He felt at peace. He felt like he was in the most heavenly place of the universe...
Currently they are resting under the shade of the very same tree that they were once cramped into.
The sun is setting and a camp fire is lit to keep the night a flame.
Lilo had his head on Bubbles lap and a lullaby tune was humming out of her melodious vocal chords.
Lilo was drifting off to a much needed sleep, even drooling a little from the pure relaxation he was feeling.
Everything was just… perfect!
If of course it wasn't for the fact that Lilo was literally a monster and had lost all of his previous years progress.
