[Liem has been wanting to kiss someone ever since this fluffy tail appeared first thing this morning. He’s been waiting all day for the chance to do it, putting it off for the sake of his appearance, so he could be properly dressed when he made his overtures. Now that the opportunity is before him, he finds that he can’t resist the chance to nibble at the soft curves unveiled by Jester’s receding stockings, nor can he fail to indulge his desire to kiss the adorable freckles speckling her thighs.
He hums agreeably at the sensation of fingers threading gently into his hair—and bites back a groan when those fingers tighten their grip, dragging him back from Jester’s skin. The firm hold shivers down his spine and makes him harden against his fly.]
Oh—was I? [The expression he aims up at her is passably contrite, but his fingers still knead gently at the bare flesh at the back of her thigh. His lips curve persuasively.] I’m simply trying to be thorough.
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He hums agreeably at the sensation of fingers threading gently into his hair—and bites back a groan when those fingers tighten their grip, dragging him back from Jester’s skin. The firm hold shivers down his spine and makes him harden against his fly.]
Oh—was I? [The expression he aims up at her is passably contrite, but his fingers still knead gently at the bare flesh at the back of her thigh. His lips curve persuasively.] I’m simply trying to be thorough.