#washable bed pads

[completeincontinencecare]

Managing Elderly Incontinence with Washable Bed Pads and Incontinence Pants

Caring for elderly loved ones can be a rewarding experience, but it also comes with its fair share of challenges. One common issue many caregivers face is elderly incontinence, which can be a source of discomfort and embarrassment for both the elderly individual and their caregiver. Fortunately, there are effective solutions available, such as washable bed pads and washable incontinence pants, that can help manage this condition while preserving the dignity and comfort of your loved ones.

Understanding Elderly Incontinence

Before we delve into the solutions, it's essential to understand what elderly incontinence is and why it occurs. Incontinence is the loss of bladder or bowel control, and it can affect people of all ages. However, it becomes more prevalent as individuals age due to various factors, including weakened pelvic muscles, medical conditions, medications, or cognitive decline.

Dealing with elderly incontinence can be challenging, but it's essential to approach it with empathy and patience. Here are some effective strategies for managing it:

Open Communication: The first step in dealing with elderly incontinence is to have an open and compassionate conversation with your loved one. Ensure they feel comfortable discussing their needs, concerns, and any potential embarrassment.

Consult a Healthcare Professional: If you haven't already, consult a healthcare professional to determine the underlying cause of incontinence. This can help tailor a more specific care plan.

Using Washable Bed Pads

Washable bed pads are an invaluable tool when managing elderly incontinence. These pads are designed to protect bedding and mattresses from accidents, making cleanup more manageable. Here's how to use them effectively:

Select the Right Size and Absorbency: When purchasing washable bed pads, consider the size of the bed and the level of absorbency needed. Larger beds may require bigger pads, and individuals with heavy incontinence will need higher absorbency options.

Layer Properly: Place the washable bed pad directly on top of the fitted sheet on the bed. This way, it's easily accessible for changes but provides an extra layer of protection for the mattress.

Regular Maintenance: After each use, remove and wash the bed pad following the manufacturer's instructions. This ensures that it remains clean and odor-free.

Using Washable Incontinence Pants

In addition to washable bed pads, washable incontinence pants are a practical option for managing elderly incontinence, especially when the individual is mobile. Here's how to make the most of them:

Choose the Right Style: Washable incontinence pants come in various styles, including briefs, pull-ups, and reusable underwear. Choose the style that suits your loved one's preferences and needs.

Ensure a Proper Fit: Proper fit is crucial for comfort and effectiveness. Measure your loved one accurately and choose the right size to prevent leaks and discomfort.

Regular Changes: Encourage regular changes to maintain hygiene and prevent skin irritation. Keep an extra pair of washable incontinence pants on hand for convenience.

Washing and Care: Follow the manufacturer's care instructions for washable incontinence pants to maintain their absorbency and durability.

Conclusion

Dealing with elderly incontinence can be challenging, but with the right tools and a compassionate approach, you can help your loved one maintain their dignity and comfort. Washable bed pads and washable incontinence pants are essential components of a comprehensive care plan. By using these products correctly and with empathy, you can ensure your loved one's well-being and ease the challenges that come with elderly incontinence. Remember, communication and understanding are key to providing the best care possible.

[bitchapalooza]

Please let this lady at rent a center come thru get me this deal 😭 it’s a bunk bed that comes with both mattress just for 113 a month like??? Like pleaaase I’ll sell my left kidney, anything to finally sleep without the smell of surprise dog waste wafting into my nose

[bestshopping2025]

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[voguegenics]

Revolutionize Your Pet's Sleep with Wash 'n Zip Beds

Meet the Wash 'n Zip Pet Bed—the only bed you’ll ever need to wash! 🧼✨ #WashnZipPetBeds #PetCareEssentials #CleanPetBeds #PetLovers #PetParentHacks #DogLife #CatLife #FurryFriends #PetComfort #PetAccessories #PetHealth #PetBedUpgrade #PetFriendly

Let’s talk about your furry friend’s most sacred place—their bed. You know, that cushy square where they spend half the day pretending to be innocent angels, despite knocking over your favorite plant or “taste-testing” your shoes. But as much as we love our fur babies, their beds? Not so much. Enter Wash ‘n Zip Pet Beds—the genius invention your pet didn’t know they needed but will soon refuse to…

[runawaycarouselhorse]

Every time I learn more and more how she steals from me and cheats me out, I hate her more and more. I knew she’s a dirty liar, but it’s getting ridiculous.

[elder-demon]

it's been a hot ass minute since I let myself get messy during a Self Care Session 💔

A SHAME

[ncis-yp]

Maybe… (Tony x reader) [FLUFF]

You stood up in the bathroom. Your hands were shaking, you were incredibly embarrassed. Your eyes were welling up with tears.

“Hey (y/n) wanna go t-“ he stopped and looked at you. “What happened?”

“I’m sorry Tony” you say shakily. He embraces, he looked and saw the blood on the sheets. He understood what you were so upset about.

“It’s okay (y/n). It’s gonna be okay” he rubs you back kicking the door closed. “What did you come to the bathroom to do? Change? Make up? What was it beautiful?”

“Shower to wash my hair” you sniffled into Tony’s shoulder as he rocked you back and forth.

“Okay then let’s do that” he let you go and kissed your lips softly. He turned on the water and helped you undress, not hesitating at your bloody pj pants. “I’ll let you do the rest okay?” You nodded.

“Thank you Tony” you say. He kissed your head and smiled.

“Of course” he picked up your pjs and told you to leave your underwear in the sink. He closed the door.

Tony’s POV~

There was a decent size stain on the bed. But nothing hydrogen peroxide, bleach, and hand wash, and a full wash couldn’t treat. Those poor white sheets, I thought.

I went into the bathroom and grabbed the hydrogen peroxide from underneath the sink and grabbed her underwear. I started on the underwear, letting the water run over it in the guest bathroom, while I treated the bed. I got most the stain out with peroxide, the bleach handwashing helped a lot. Her pj pants were waiting to be washed in the machine.

I grabbed her a dark towel and new sheets from the laundry room as I started the wash. I put the towel in the bathroom for her, a long with a fresh pad and a tampon from her bag… (yes I opened her backpack for a tampon and pad). Changed the sheets and opened the window for some fresh light.

When I tell you, she looked so cute when she came out of the bathroom, God was she precious. Hair wet and all clean. Smelling just like men’s soap.

Your POV~

You walked out and saw Tony sitting on the bed watching TV. You took that moment of fresh air and lighting to appreciate your boyfriend. You noticed the bed and sheets were made, pjs were gone, and there was a fresh pad and tampon in the bathroom for you.

“Hi gorgeous” he says acknowledging you. “You know, you always look so sexy when you come outta the shower, I don’t know what it is. But it makes it even better that you’re all mine today and I don’t have to share you with work” he pulled you into the bed.

“Tony I’m on my period” you giggle, pointing out the white comforter and sheets.

“Okay and???” He responds still pulling you close to him. “You can still cuddle with me (y/n). I wanna give you some love and affection” you allowed him to pull you deeper into his arms. “Besides… everything is washable” he contentedly sighed into your hair.

You smile at his words. Holding onto this moment of genuine love. Regardless of how white the sheets were compared to how red blood can be if you leak through. Tony didn’t care that you bled out on the bed last night, he cared more about you getting your shower than his bed.

“So… bottomless mimosas and waffles for breakfast?” Tony asks. “I’m hungry” he says bashfully.

“Ugh you know me so well” you jump outta bed. “I drive”

“Not my Mustang” he says following you.

“No, my challenger” you jingle your keys. “Or.. we can ra-“

“(Y/n) we are not racing” he picks you up. “I’m driving, you’re the princess” he smiles. And you follow suit

“Not my challenger”

“No, my Mustang” he winks

[rayshippouuchiha]

Pupdate?

Bisuke is growing like a horse tbh. Like, I took in a sweet babe and then woke up one morning to realize I'd been tricked into adopting a small truck. She's on the verge of outgrowing her second harness already (this one a large where the first one was a medium) and she lost bed privileges because she ripped holes in all four corners of the super soft bed I bought her and I woke up to her rolling around in a pile of cotton.

I've switched from attempting to find a bed for her she can't destroy to starting her a dog blanket hoard instead since she really likes the soft little blankets I bought for her when I first got her and she's yet to destroy those.

Her favorite toys are her two stuffed angry birds which low-key made me emotional because they were my Mom's and she gave them to my last dog Kuma and he carried them around for years before he died and never messed them up. I dug them out, cleaned them up, and gave them to Bisuke and now she's doing the same thing. She'll toss them around and chase them but hasn't otherwise done any damage to them.

Potty training is going pretty well, she still has accidents here and there (thank god for washable puppy pads) but overall she likes keeping her space clean so she's been eager and happy to take her walks which has been fantastic.

She's opinionated but sweet, has learned that she's being too rough if I look at her and go "pain" and then she immediately calms down and gets all gentle.

She's an overall sweet girl and I love her desperately.

If anyone would like to contribute to her slow take over of my house I, as always, have a ko-fi and she has her own wishlist of things I'd like to get her.

[spookybabyraven]

I've been such a big girl lately and im both really proud of myself and annoyed I have to act big at the same time. You guys remember those polls I did about what I should buy next, well here's the update on how much my life has changed in those few weeks.

Firstly, I bought a baba, it's one from rearz, its long glass bottle with a little plastic cap that covers a removable nipple and has pretty dinos and dragons on it.

Secondly, I no longer work at burger king, I have an online job which pays more but requires talking to people litterally constantly so my social anxiety hates, which means more megas than m4s and lots more pretty padding and onesies and stuff

Thirdly, ya know how I leaked not that long ago, well I ordered some washable bed pads/changing pads from Northshore and these things are definitely a good purchase, idk how much they hold, but they feel super high quality and are litterally larger than my bed, which is amazing bc it's basically like I'm laying on a thin full body pillow, I'm much less worried about leaks overnight in the future now, cuz even if they do happen it'll only really be on superficial stuff I can easily wash.

Fourth, I finally got devrom and I do recommend it, I've been trying it out over the last week or two and I highly recommend. It's not some miracle thing, but it does do exactly what it says it will do, which is better than half the products out there.

Fifth, I experimented with different sizes and figured out that medium megas are the closest fit I'll get if not a little loose, large pulleys fit better than medium, and medium m4s are like still the perfect tight fit for discreet wear.

Lastly, I have covid agian, so im sad to say no Halloween party for me this year, which I'm very very sad about.

Id say at least three of those things somewhat relate to being responsible, mainly just the job one, but I feel better knowing I'm more prepared and knowledgeable about my options for later either way

[paradoxcase]

I left my cats' carriers out after the last time I took them to the vet, and one of them has decided that his open carrier makes a great cat bed (to be fair, I guess I did at some point replace the padding inside with an actual thin cat bed because someone peed on it and the zipper to take the non-washable part of it out so it could be washed didn't work anymore). At first, when I went over to that part of the room he would dart out of the carrier, like maybe he thought I was going to zip it up and take him back to the vet or something, but he's now seemed to figure out that he doesn't have to go anywhere and is just chilling in there. I wonder if I leave these out like this more often, will they stop associating them with the vet and be more cooperative when I do have to put them in?

I'm going to have to take the other cat to the vet relatively soon, unfortunately he doesn't seem to have made peace with the carriers yet

[age-of-play-i-say]

Puppy Fever, pt. 1

I just have a cold, but I woke up aching and foggy, barely able to manage texting Daddy for help. Daddy appeared quickly, with a warm milk drink for me to wake up with. He coos as I take my medicine, and cannot stand my eyes watering as he breaks the news that he has to return to work while I languish in bed. He’d prefer I stay comfortable in my cozy bed, but I can’t bear to have him out of my sight when I’m like this.

He holds a finger up in the doorway and says “Give me 5 minutes, little one, and then Dada won’t leave your sight again” and I can hear him in every room, shuffling around with purpose. I doze unhappily, drinking my sippy cup and hugging my teddy bear stuffie.

Daddy reappears in the doorway and strides for my bed, sliding his arms underneath my body before bracing himself to scoop me up, blankets and all.

I moan, sore and miserable, and snuffle into Daddy's neck.

He does his best not to jostle me, walking slowly. As he does he whispers "I was saving this for your birthday, but today seems like the right time for a treat."

We round the corner to his office and I peer around his neck to see something new - a large plush doggie bed designed to fit under his desk, with grooves for his legs and feet to fit too. I cling to him and kick my feet happily before groaning from the exertion.

He bounces me lovingly before setting me down to explore my new spot. He adjusts my blanket to wrap around my shoulders and gives my bare bottom a pat. 

"Go on, sweetie, there are other goodies in your little baby corner. I'll be right here the whole time, and this way you don't have to go anywhere for my Zoom meeting later on."

I drop to my knees and crawl in. Out of sight, there's a small space heater, a DVD player with my comfort movies queued, starting with Lilo and Stitch. My favorite stuffies are all in attendance.

He also set up a small breakfast tray of different drinkies, snacks, and cold meds. As a final touch, the cold meds have a sticky note slapped on top that says 'grown ups only, Daddy will take care of it'

I coo happily, feeling warm all over for the first time since this cold hit me hard. I peek my face out and mean to thank Daddy, but no words come out. Instead my eyes get watery and I fling myself forward, hugging one of his legs.

He relaxes and settles into his chair, petting my upper back and hair before murmuring, "Sick as a dog, so I figured you might want to be my puppy for today." I whimper and hug his leg tighter, my bare bottom pressing on his socked foot. I'm turning pinker than my fever flush, not sure why I'm so blushy.

I look up at Daddy curiously. 

"Puppy?" I ask. He nods.

"Puppies don't have to speak, they get pets, tummy rubs, snacks." I nod, laying my head back on his knee before he says, "and any accidents or humpies without permission aren't naughty when you're a puppy." My head swivels to meet his gaze.

He was waiting for me. He leans down and pats the bottom of my puppy pen. It crinkles. He grins and leans back up.

"Lined with puppy pads and the base cushion is washable, so my sweet pup doesn't have to think about anything at all if they don't want to."

My lil winkie pulses against his leg without any movement from me, giving away my thoughts. He chuckles before continuing,

"You can also make humpies if you're up to it, or you can ask Daddy for help. No limits on anything that makes my baby feel good today, okay?" 

I nod, still fever-flushed but so aroused by his love and care. I don't look up at him and instead start rolling my hips against his leg.

He chuffs happily and focuses back in on his laptop, ignoring his puppy-baby churning their growing winkie on his bare ankle.

I squeal a few seconds later when my orgasm hits unexpectedly, leaving me gasping and shaking. I've been feeling so awful that getting off felt like a chore, and now Daddy has put me deep in headspace, caring for me more deeply than I've ever known.

No wonder I'm sensitive.

I sigh contentedly and give my sore hips one final waggle before lifting off, grabbing a drinkie from the tray and two stuffies and settling back between Daddy's legs, safe and sound.

[completeincontinencecare]

Washable Incontinence Pants for Women: Ensuring Enhanced Confidence and Optimal Comfort

Discreet and reusable washable incontinence pants for women come as great saviors from embarrassing incontinence embarrassment. Pick your required one as per leakage type

[littlespacelatibule]

got pullups and a washable bed pad today and i feel so nice and little all padded up and laying on top of it 🥰

[nanathott]

the second i got home i passed out on my bed and woke up to realize i have no more makeup wipes 🙁

u gotta get those fluffy washable makeup pads they’re so easy on ur face and u only need to apply water on them to do the job, they’re LIFE CHANGING

[keaganz]

Promt/#2 You Have A Heart Of GoldWord count: 1958/Rating: Explicit/Relationship: Steddie/POV: Eddie Munson/CW homophobia, misogyny and transphobia mentioned/Tags: TransMasc Eddie Munson, Unplanned pregnancy, Mpreg, Steve Harrington is a sweetheart, Platonic Stobin, Platonic Hellcheer, Alternate Universe, Modern AU, previous Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Unreliable Narrator, Domestic Dom/Sub dynamics, Dom Eddie munson, Sub Steve Harrington, alluding to past drug abuse, age used characters, Eddie is 33, Steve is 31, born in the early 90s, famous Eddie, famous Steve, famous Corroded Coffin, past Eddie Munson/Male characters,Eddie Munson has good/supportive parents, Eddie is Packing, author doesn't like Nancy Wheeler,

The author is Tumbler elitarite, but this comes after promt#5 Adventure can be real happiness. As it's in the same universe

Eddie was laying propped up in bed, with Eomer sleeping peacefully on his tattoed chest. He was still in disbelief that he had grown a complete human inside of him for nearly nine months. He was just shy of a month postpartum and the first few days after the birth were really rough for his mental health, but Steve had gently asked if he should call his therapist for him. After talking to his therapist and getting started on antidepressants again and some helpful mental exercises, he had slowly felt himself returning to his normal self. He still had some dark moments but, looking down at his son, drooling all over his chest piece, it was all worth it. He notices Steve leaning against their bathroom door, his phone out. “I think I'm ready to tell people about Eomer. People are going to find out about him eventually, I'd rather control the narrative ” He kisses the top of Eomer’s head. “I fully understand that, but I'd rather keep his face and name private. People are crazy and maybe he doesn't want to be famous when he grows older.”

Eddie nods and gets distracted slightly when Steve drops his towel to get dressed. “The dark red briefs, white socks, fitted dark grey joggers and your soft yellow sweater, sweetheart. I want you to be comfortable before your flight tomorrow” “Of course, we won't share his name or face. When he's old enough to consent, he can decide what to do” Eomer starts getting fussy “Are you getting hungry, baby? I'm sorry your daddy was too busy giving me a show to get your breakfast” He carefully lifts him up and rubs their noses together. Steve rolled his eyes as he walked over and took his son from Eddie. “Yes well it's your papa's fault. He made me late getting ready and giving him a show is in my contract” Eddie's eyes hardened briefly at his bratty retort. “Careful there baby, don't forget who's in charge” He spanks Steve's ass once “ now go, on our princeling is hungry” He watches him go before slowly getting out of bed. His lower body was still sore and tender. He was eternally grateful for the comfortable postpartum washable underwear Steve had found for him. The disposable pads looked and felt more like diapers.

As he walks to their closest he sees Steve's phone and picks it up, he unlocks it and scrolls through his camera folder. He finds the most recent picture taken just minutes ago. He changes it from colour to sepia and crops it so that people can only see part of the headboard in the background and uploads it to his public Instagram with the caption ‘The newest member of Corroded Coffin has made their presence known. Introducing baby bat. Maybe TMI but to all those also going through postpartum, invest in some good washable maternity underwear. Comfort is a nascesaty!’. After seeing the post appearing on his feed, he puts the phone down and gets dressed. The rest of the day he spends with his husband and son, completely ignoring his phone until both Chrissy and Robin call them that eveningto tell them about how most of the replies to the post are positive and congratulating the pair Later that night while he's still awake, sitting in bed with Steve fast asleep next to him he finds a post from Nancy. His morbid curiosity gets the better of him and watchs it with captions on and the sound off. It's a hate filled tangent, calling him a ‘Girl’ with mental disorder, saying how CPS needs to get involved because she fears how the child will get abused by Steve. She goes on that he has a violent temper on a hair pin trigger. That bit about his husband makes his blood boil and it takes every ounce of self discipline not to react to it. Most of the comments under it are agreeing with her, but a few are asking if Steve was so horrible why she didn't file a police report or show proof of his alleged affairs, and some are saying it's disgusting to call him a she. He puts his phone away angrily and turns to look at Eomer sleeping in his co-sleeper bassinet attached to his side of the bed.

The next afternoon Eddie finds himself sitting anxiously on the couch in their media room with Chrissy next to him, while his Uncle Wayne is sitting in a recliner with Eomer. They are about to watch the live streaming of Steve's press junket interview. He knows Nancy's response has gotten a lot of traction in the last few hours and he's afraid how Steve will handle being asked about it. “Son, take a deep breath. Steve's gonna be alright. It's not his first interview and probably not the first time people ask him hard questions” His Uncle Wayne's advice had never steered him wrong before, but this felt monumental. “ Realistically I know that! And everyone in this room knows it's all BS but still part of me is scared.” “Eds, Steve has Robin with him, she will put an end to it. Now sush and just watch him do his thing” Chrissy squeezes his hand.

“ … Welcome Steve, it's so nice you could make time for us today. I hear congratulations are in order for you and your husband Eddie Munson. He just announced that he had a baby ‘Bat’.” Steve smiles brightly “ First of, thank you for extending the invitation to have me. Second, thank you so much. Baby Bat was a bit of a surprise when they first announced themselves”. “I don't think anyone knew about the pregnancy, Corroded Coffin just played a set two and a half months ago that I was at and he was a little bit more winded than normal and less wild. I'm a bit jealous, my first pregnancy was hell. I couldn't have performed at fifteen weeks let alone nearly full term” Steve smiles sadly at her “I'm sorry to hear that. It's not my place to talk about his experience but Eddie made it look so easy”The woman smiles back “I'm really sorry, but my boss will have my head if I don't ask these next questions” Steve laughs “Go ahead, I don't want you to lose your job” “Thank you, okay as a huge CC fan I can guess where baby bat comes from, but would you like to elaborate?” He grins “ Well Eddie is known for his collection of bat tattoos, and they would always kick this one spot just under the swarm of bats on his ribs”. “That’s so cute, and people speculated it's because of his tattoos. Why didn't you choose to announce the pregnancy but to only announce the birth?” “Privacy, mainly. It was always Eddie's decision about that. He had a statement written up for the moment he started showing, but he never really did. So he decided to keep it a private affair. As to why he posted that picture? That's simple really, we wanted to control the narrative. I walked out of the shower and they were just lounging in bed, and I wanted to preserve that moment” The camera zoomed in on his face, capturing his raw emotion. “This is going to sound so corny, but you started glowing when you're talking about them” Steve smiled bashfully “I'm not going to lie about loving my family” “It really shows, okay last question about Bat. Your ex Nancy Wheeler has posted a statement about your announcement, did you read it and what are your thoughts” “ Well first of, I don't have any form of Social Media, but Robin, Chrissy, Eddie and my little brother have all mentioned it to me” Steve takes a minute to gather his thoughts and looks of to the side for a long moment. The camera pans over to where he's looking and Robin comes into view. He turns back to the interviewer. “ Robin doesn't want me to answer and I know Eddie's at home and wants me to be petty and as Dustin would say, I'm a recovering asshole. I wasn't happy playing that role just to fit in and be popular. I used to be mean to people in high-school, some would have called me a bully, myself included and i don't want to go back there. So ultimately I want to thank her and Jonathan. If they hadn't grown tired of living a double life I wouldn't be happily married to the most amazing, passionate, nerdy and talented man I've ever met and I currently wouldn't be bat's dad. It feels so freeing to say that, my husband Eddie …..”

Chrissy and Eddie's phones start chiming like crazy as they stare at each other “ Chrissy, did he just say what I think he did?” “That he threw both of them to the lions and said you're married?” “What did I tell you Son, Steve knows what he's doing. You did good by taking a chance on him. He knows how to balance you out” Chrissy's loud gasping and burst of snickers snaps his attention away from his uncle to her “What?” “Wayne is right, Steve knows exactly what he did. The hashtag Justice for Steve Harrington has just started trending. People have started going back on the timeline of Nancy and Jonathan officially getting together and people have found interviews in which she slips up about it. People can't get enough of his gushing about you and Eomer, the close ups of him are helping a lot.”

Eddie grips the hair at the back of Steve's hair as he pulls his head back, an obscene plopping sound followed quickly by a high pitched whine echo, as his dick leaves Steve's mouth. “Shhh I know sweetheart, I've got you. I just need to sit down.” Steve had just gotten home after being away for a week doing press events. Being five weeks postpartum he still wasn't feeling completely like himself, his stanumia was shit and his packers all chaffed in an awful way. But he desperately wanted to reward his beautiful boy. He shuffles backwards and sits down on a worn old leather wingback0 chair. He looks down at Steve, who hasn't moved from his previous spot, waiting patiently for his order. Eddie groans, pressing the packer against his dick. He sees the growing dark spot in Steve's panties, knowing his baby is close. He expertly removes the packer from the harness. He smirks hearing Steve's whine, knowing how much his husband loves the sight of his dick framed by the black and red leather harness. “Come here sweetheart, you deserve an extra special treat. Being such a good boy for me.” He widens his legs as Steve surges forward and hungrily attaches his mouth to his dick, making him buck up moaning loudly. “Fuck baby, just look at you, absolutely cock drunk. Jesus I missed your mouth” He notices Steve's bucking hips, presses his foot against his bulge, and grinds his heel against his tip. Steve's whines and moans vibrait delightfully against his dick. Eddie feels his orgasm building and chases his own pleasure, gripping Steve's hair and thrusts against his face. He lets out a long moan as he comes, his eyes rolling back at the force, he feels a rush of cum gushing against the inside of thighs and groans at the knowledge of how debauched Steve will look covered in it. He pulls Steve's head away and leans down to kiss him, tasting himself and bites on his lip. He feels a sudden burst of warmth against his heel and grins into the kiss swallowing Steve's moan.

[a-new-nobody]

Hmm... This worked for the rat, maybe it'll help you.

[A pad of paper, a pen and a set of washable markers is dropped onto the bed]

Cool, now I have two things to write on that I have no clue what to write in. Wait are you- no you meant Rae. Use her fucking name she's a person, asshole.