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Music played in the background, filling the living room with its melodies while Asher scrolled through his stats for the week on his social media. During the past seven days he had gained at least another 500 subs on OnlyPups, and 2,000 on other platforms, nothing out of the ordinary but it was good nonetheless, he couldn't complain when he was making so much money just by showing his dick online.
But that didn't mean there wasn't room for improvement, if his audience had been calm and not interacting with his content that much, then it was time to do a little poll to see what the people wanted. He made a post five minutes later, asking what type of content did they want to see. The replies came quickly, some of his followers wanted the typical freaky stuff, nothing too interesting given that he already did most of it; but there was a specific half of the comments mentioning you and asking for a collaboration.
And well, Asher for sure wasn't expecting it, he raised an eyebrow as he read the replies, wondering where did he show his friend to the world so they could be thinking about that... Oh yeah, he posted a picture with you a couple of months ago, but it wasn't anything nasty! People were crazy for asking about that. Or where they? Because suddenly, the idea kind of made sense.
In the years that they knew each other, there hadn't been intimacy in the way that was being suggested. Yes, sometimes Asher walked around naked, or recorded something while you was doing something in the other side of the room, and also asked for help to hold the camera more than once; but they hadn't crossed that line and actually tried something together.
Sighing thoughtfully, he put his phone down, walking towards the fridge, opening it and grabbing a gallon of milk and a glass from the counter, filling it with the creamy, cold liquid as he contemplated his options. He could either comply with the request and talk with you about it, or simply ignore them and get someone else. But that would seem rude, right? He did a poll just to ignore their suggestions? That's just nasty.
With a look of determination on his face, he decides that maybe he could try, and if it didn't work out, then that's alright too, no need to stress over it, they could keep being themselves without getting involved in anything.
He walked with his glass on his paw towards the couch where you was sitting, a wide smile drawn on his muzzle as he lowered himself down on the cushioned furniture, tail wagging behind him in a friendly manner. "Hey there, sunshine" Asher started with a seductive tone of voice, hopefully being charming and not showing the nervousness creeping up on him. "Watcha doing?" He placed a paw on his friend's thigh, squeezing it gently.
"Y'know, darling. I've been thinking... We could do something together." His eyes fixed on you with an intense look that conveyed more confidence in his words, his hand slowly drifting upwards, testing the waters while respecting the boundaries. "Are you interested in hearing me out?" The last words came out as a whisper against you's ear, his breath ticklish and warm.
As he waited for an answer, he sipped from his milk, savouring the familiar taste on his tongue, already thinking of different scenarios to play with his friend, maybe they could try something more tame, or go absolutely nuts on their film. Whatever it was, you had the last word on this, though Asher really wanted to see a green light on this decision.
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