[Even so, the suggestion of her tail so very, very high up his thigh makes him simply more aware of how close it is to between his legs proper. Which, in turn, makes heat flush down to that exact area — what isn't already accosting his face, anyway.
Pulled in close, practically a hug. His hands experimentally find themselves resting on her sides, uncertain of himself. Bones feel limp, muscles, too, but his eyes are wide, his face buried against her neck.
She smells like his chemistry sets and experimentations, depending on the day. Sulfuric, burning. A strange comfort, given its associations.]
I... You flatter me. You are the one with features worthy of... note. Aplenty.
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Pulled in close, practically a hug. His hands experimentally find themselves resting on her sides, uncertain of himself. Bones feel limp, muscles, too, but his eyes are wide, his face buried against her neck.
She smells like his chemistry sets and experimentations, depending on the day. Sulfuric, burning. A strange comfort, given its associations.]
I... You flatter me. You are the one with features worthy of... note. Aplenty.