Whitewater Gorge Icky Thump

Frankly, the gorge wasn't what was on Devit's mind. Honestly, he somewhat forgot all about it as he was having too much damn fun with his new companion here. His attention was solely on one thing, and that was to show this guy just how much fun he truly was. 

While Basil got himself comfortable, Devit snuck in one more mushroom from under the tree, munching it quickly while Basil lowered himself to the ground. Having done this for a little too long, Devit had more of a high tolerance to it these days, needing at least two to feel more than just a mild buzz. Once he had swallowed his second dose, he turned to watch as Basil went into the haze. A smile drawing across his mug, more so boyish and pleased than the previous devious and flirty. He was honestly happy that Basil seemed to be having fun - he couldn't remember the last time he got high with a companion. 

To share the experience. 

Look up an' 'round, listen to the birds - taste deir song, see deir melodies, beautiful colours an' pat'erns that you ain't ever seen before. (sorry writing his accent is always all over the place, it's never consistent LOL bare with me). As he spoke, Devit slowly lowered himself beside Basil, allowing their fur to brush against one another to see if that would spark anything in the foxy young man. Maybe if he was lucky... Basil would let him show him just how much pleasure could come from getting high.