Everyone watched with anticipation as the bottle spun in the middle of the table.
A few girls giggled.
Some of the boys held their breath.
But one thing was for certain, everyone had gone stiff with apprehension.
The little deer shifted as far back into his spot on the couch as he could manage.
He had spun the bottle with gusto, hoping it would land on his desired target.
He watched intently as it spun and spun, getting slower each turn. Until finally it stopped.
Half way through, he had closed his eyes without even realising.
That's when he heard the audible gasp.
Slowly, his eyes opened on the bottle and followed the stem to it's destined target.
His moth shot open and his eyes went wide. He shook his head but he couldn't get the deer in the headlights look off his face. It was his nature. But the bottle had landed exactly where he hoped.
Giggling broke the silence.
The Caracal smiled nervously as his cheeks went red.
He had hoped the bottle would land on him but now that it had, nervousness tightened his limbs.
He looked around the room, trying to pin his eyes on anything other than the bottle.
All the guests at the table erupted into a cheer.
Someone had started a steady chorus of "kiss him. Kiss him"
Quietly at first but now the whole room had joined in.
There was only one thing for the pair to do.
After all, you have to play spin the bottle by the rules.
Commission for
greycait
Enjoy.:)
A few girls giggled.
Some of the boys held their breath.
But one thing was for certain, everyone had gone stiff with apprehension.
The little deer shifted as far back into his spot on the couch as he could manage.
He had spun the bottle with gusto, hoping it would land on his desired target.
He watched intently as it spun and spun, getting slower each turn. Until finally it stopped.
Half way through, he had closed his eyes without even realising.
That's when he heard the audible gasp.
Slowly, his eyes opened on the bottle and followed the stem to it's destined target.
His moth shot open and his eyes went wide. He shook his head but he couldn't get the deer in the headlights look off his face. It was his nature. But the bottle had landed exactly where he hoped.
Giggling broke the silence.
The Caracal smiled nervously as his cheeks went red.
He had hoped the bottle would land on him but now that it had, nervousness tightened his limbs.
He looked around the room, trying to pin his eyes on anything other than the bottle.
All the guests at the table erupted into a cheer.
Someone had started a steady chorus of "kiss him. Kiss him"
Quietly at first but now the whole room had joined in.
There was only one thing for the pair to do.
After all, you have to play spin the bottle by the rules.
Commission for
greycaitEnjoy.:)
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 853px
File Size 303.5 kB
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