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[She does just sit down on him, tail firmly between her legs, humming against his skin.]

A little bit of a masochist, huh...?

[Biting his collarbone is a different sensation, with the bone so close to the skin, and she gives a line of small, sharp nips, a long swipe of her tongue, and then works on sucking another hickey in place on the softer skin just above it.]

[ shudders, watching her through his lashes ]

Apparently, heh. Just, mm... Learning all sorts of fun new things about myself.

It's a good look on you.

[She trails a hand down his chest, and her claws catch slightly on the fabric. She remedies that by instead working her hand under his shirt so her claws drag over bare skin. Her eyes flick up at him as she moves to the other side of his neck to work on making it symmetrical.]

[ oh shit.

presses up into the pinpricks of her claws--there's a smattering of scales that start around his waist that grow denser the closer they get to his hips but who knows if she's paying any attention at all to that

he's not. because. he's very distracted by her mouth on his neck ]

[She is in fact paying a fairly significant amount of attention to that, feeling the way her claws scratch more smoothly over the scales and then digging them in when they get to softer skin.

It does not make her biting any less aggressive, though.]

[ he likes that. a lot.

his head's fallen all the way back, his hair brushing the ground at this point, and being braced on his elbows is the only reason he's still at all upright as his tail slowly sweeps over the dirt, trying and failing to find something to coil around ]

[Glory finishes sucking the spot she's working on dark, but then she has to break away to catch a sharp breath, her claws digging in under his ribs a little harder than she intends as she feels his tail shift under her.]

Ah, shit...

[ he laughs breathlessly; this is getting into dangerous territory, especially since he has no idea how this tail? body? works. he can't quite help the way he leans into the pressure of her claws, though, just a breath away from breaking skin. ]

Mm...

[Her exhaled breath comes out heavy against his abused neck before she looks up at him. It's deliberate now when she responds to his motion by digging in her claws a bit more, enough to draw pinpricks of blood. How she shifts her hips, grinding down against his just slightly, is not entirely deliberate, however.]

[ he's humming softly without really realizing he's doing it, though he breaks off with a choked sound, a moan, as she breaks skin ]

Ah.

[That moan destroys what sense of restraint Glory has left, and she splays her legs slightly wider and rocks hard against him. Her other hand joins the first under his shirt, moving up to do the same thing higher on his chest, and then she drags all her claws down, leaving shallow scratches.]

Hah...

[ see, this. this sort of thing, this sort of situation, it doesn't even matter what he thinks of his own sexuality, because it's all sensation and heat, and he writhes under her, his tail thrashing briefly before he wills it still again ]

[That doesn't seem like a complaint, so Glory repeats the same motion again, a shiver running up her spine and her feathers ruffling. Then she doesn't really stop moving, riding against him, her hands roaming over his skin, playing at the patches of scales and at his nipples. She leans in again to run her mouth up the side of his neck, where she nips sharply at his earlobe before tracing the shell of his ear with her tongue.]

[ definitely not a complaint.

he shifts his weight so he can brace himself up with one arm, the other one finally coming up to rest at her hip, holding her steady. his scales are less sensitive than his skin, but the soft spots right around them are extra sensitive, and scratching lightly over them gets the same reaction as when her claws scrape over his nipples--a sharp, high sound of want and another twist of his tail. ]

[Glory makes an echoing noise lower in her throat when he touches her, still close to his ear, her breath coming shallowly. Her fingers trace over the scratches she left before dipping lower, where his scales start to get denser, running her claws in the gaps of soft skin between them.]

Glory.

[ it's a plea and a warning both, and his hands tighten where he's holding onto her. ]

[Her hands pause, but her claws sink in deeper where they are and her hips still rock against him.]

Yes?

[ his words come out slow and hissing, half drunk off the sheer yesgoodplease-pleasure of it ]

Just... Careful.

[It's a few more breaths before Glory manages to respond, distracted by the building waves of heat as she moves, and her tongue explores his ear again before she attempts words.]

...You're going to have to be... a little more clear on what I should be being careful of.

[ that makes him huff out something sort of like a laugh, but low, breathless and wanting ]

With me.

[she still has her face by his ear, so it's not visible, but there's a smile in her voice as her fingers curl a bit more]

What do you want me to do with you?

You're making it really hard to think.

[taps a claw against his scales absently]

Maybe you were thinking too hard before.

[ licks his lips, the hand keeping him propped up digging furrows into the dirt ]

How hard is too hard?

[ pause, and then laughs ]

No pun intended.

[her head is hazy enough that it takes her a moment to find the words to answer that]

...Coming up with reasons something could go wrong ahead of time. Enough stuff goes wrong on its own around here that you don't need to help it out.

[another beat of pause, and she sits back slightly to look at him, her hands smoothing over his scaled hips]

Do you get hard, as a fish?

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