As poochii was carried back to the couch in the living room and sat down he smiled listening as the other flipped through the TV channels. He nodded about giving him some space. Poochii squirmed a little bit from the hands that were back on his body. Mouth slightly open and head lowered a bit. His body becoming aroused nipples hardening as he made a smile then turned completely to the other. Shaking his head about if they ever tried to fix it, no they didn't cause they didn't want him to see they had made him this way. Removing the thing over his eyes to reveal the pale silverish color of his eyes. Tilting his head to the side as he grasped the hand that was on him then released it grabbing the pad and the pencil and writing down.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Why ...you touch so much do you like me? Is there anything I can do for you?'</span>He waited on that answer before he did anything else.