[The grip on the lock of her hair tightens just slightly, claws brushing against its silken texture as his eyes narrow, studying her. She steps closer—unafraid, brazen even—and pulls a smirk across his face. Her hands easily rest on his chest, over the glowing heat that burns just beneath his scaled surface, and the contact makes his wings shift, fanning slightly as if to create space for this tension to scatter.] You look more than comfortable with it. Almost as if you’re enjoying yourself.
[He tilts his head, red eyes locked onto hers as he leans in, close enough for his breath to ghost against her cheek. The glow of his core flickers brighter for a moment, matching the way his own hunger gnaws at him—ot so dissimilar from hers. Another part of him, a scaled tail, slow but dangerous, hovers just above her waist, not quite touching, the promise of contact hanging like the vale's thick fog. He lets the strand of her hair fall, his hand moving to her chin instead, tilting her face up fully to meet his gaze.]
Sweetie, finding out what makes you tick is half the fun.[His thumb brushes lightly across her bottom lip, lingering there with a hint of deliberate pressure.]
But go on, then. Show me what this… new you can do.
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I apologize the new sylus myth grabbed me by the throat
[He tilts his head, red eyes locked onto hers as he leans in, close enough for his breath to ghost against her cheek. The glow of his core flickers brighter for a moment, matching the way his own hunger gnaws at him—ot so dissimilar from hers. Another part of him, a scaled tail, slow but dangerous, hovers just above her waist, not quite touching, the promise of contact hanging like the vale's thick fog. He lets the strand of her hair fall, his hand moving to her chin instead, tilting her face up fully to meet his gaze.]
Sweetie, finding out what makes you tick is half the fun.[His thumb brushes lightly across her bottom lip, lingering there with a hint of deliberate pressure.]
But go on, then. Show me what this… new you can do.