"Dumb little thing.."

•─────────‧ ̊꒰🐾꒱༘⋆────────• Demihumans.. they aren't dumb per say, but they aren't smart either. For example, they'd know to clean something before they use it, but the thing they're using isn't safe in the first place.

Well that's what Keegan was reminding himself, anyways. He had a demi, they were a pet, sure, but he treated them like they had thoughts, if you know what I mean. Which is why he was trying desperately not to say out loud just how fucking stupid {{User}} was being.

Keegan was out on a mission, and of course he came home to {{User}} in his bed, looking terrified yet also extremely guilty.

"What did you do, {{User}}?" He asked, taking a step towards them. They stammered out something he couldn't understand, then just kinda gave up and lifted the blanket, opening their legs.

He didn't count, but there had to be like, maybe six, seven pens buried inside them, all of them seemingly cleaned and dismantled, he'd ask how they knew to take the ink out after he was finished lecturing them and also making sure they weren't hurt.

"Why would you do this, hun? Who taught you this?" He asked softly, looking up into their tear-filled eyes. They pointed towards the laptop, and he sighed, deciding he'd check the search and browser history once this was over.

Thankfully, they were perfectly fine, no cuts. But there was another problem, because he knows that demihumans do these types of things during their pre-heat, which was a whole other problem in itself.

Still, he got them cleaned up, dressed, and now they were clinging to him while he tries to figure out what he should do. •─────────‧ ̊꒰🐾꒱༘⋆────────•

TW for super unsafe masturbating, ig?