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[Vildred will at least help Ras out by moving his arms in a way that makes the fabric easier to slide down them. Ras gets to now enjoy muscles. Titty, even.

He'll move Ras' hands down next, to the waistband of his pants. He is, uh. Hard! So. They'll be only moderately more difficult to take off, but it shouldn't be much of an issue, considering Vildred just wears Normal Pants and not like, Final Fantasy Belts Level Pants.]

Yeah, distracted by you, [he says, as they're presumably taking his pants off, unless Ras wants to try penetration with pants on in which case uhh good luck!] It's hard not to want to kind of just.

...press you into the mattress. [He has come to Feral hours.]

[ Yeah, the pants are coming off. This, actually, distracts Ras long enough to not point out he’s against the mattress already? Like, sitting up, but still—

Anyway, with Vildred’s underwear and pants being tossed into the void, Ras is just staring at his fully erected dick now, with so many questions that suddenly rack his brain. Why does it look bigger than he remembers?? Is he hard because of Ras?

… ] What are these…? [ And he’s cupping Vildred’s balls. Sorry— ]

[It's because of Ras! Vildred looks briefly sheepish as Ras rakes his gaze over him, as if he wasn't doing the same to Ras moments earlier, and then

suddenly jolts and makes a Sound as Ras cups him. Hi—]

Th— [oh here we go, now he Really has to explain human things to Ras,] those are testicles. Or balls, or nuts, which are the slang terms. They're sensitive, so don't squeeze too hard.

[Points to Ras.]

You have them too, they're internal. Humans have them externally.

[ He supposes that makes sense. He hadn't really noticed them that much before? Maybe because Dick was not In The Air??????? Fascinating. ]

Oh, is this... the sensitive part? Not this? [ And he's just wholeass grabbing Vildred's cock, I'm so sorry, buddy. It's not too late to just shove him into the mattress- ]

Nnh—!

[No buddy the WHOLE THING is sensitive—!]

R-Ras, everything down there is sensitive— [and he has to take a breath, a real deep breath, while his cheeks turn red. Ras has no shyness whatsoever and meanwhile Vildred is still grappling with the fact he wants to put his mouth all over Ras.] Here, let me show you something...

[If Ras will let him, Vildred will grip Ras' hand and wrap his fingers around his own dick, sort of guiding his hand into a proper jerk-off. He figures showing Ras how it's done might help him learn his way around... and also it's kinda hot, sue him.]

[ Ras is, if nothing else, a very good learner. He picks up on what Vildred does fast, and he very quickly moves his hand without guidance soon after. He looks up at Vildred's face after, observing everything like he has to make sure he remembers all of this, down to the beads of sweat on Vildred's face.

"Pleasure" has always been an odd association for him. He hadn't really gotten to witness it much, between the throws of battle and war. Vildred would often be the one trying to spread joy, through his grand gestures and silly jokes. And all Ras can think is... how he wants Vildred to feel good. ]

[Vildred is feeling so good, Ras, don't even worry about it. Part of him wants to watch, part of him is grappling with being "out" so to speak and has to close his eyes, but regardless he's definitely slightly twitching his hips and sighing with his brow scrunched up.]

Y-you're doing good...

...Forgive me if this is a strange request, but... is this... something I could put in my mouth?

[ Like... he doesn't know how to explain it, he just knows there's this strange desire to Have Mouth On It. Like how instinctively some creatures figure out what things are by Put In Mouth??? Yeah. That. ]

[How did he get here. Literally told Ras he's in love with him, they're naked, he's gonna get a blowjob? How did he make it this far, what,]

I-I... yeah, that's... people do that. I don't know how well I could instruct you, since I've never done this, but.

[He hears the voice of Krau in the back of his mind, drunk and slutty and saying something Vildred would never want to think about hearing ever again, like a bad advice ghost.]

...just be careful not to use your teeth?

[ He nods, nerves suddenly pulling at him like they hadn't been before. He knows that Vildred doesn't expect much of him, or even to do a good job, but he still wants to. He didn't have a Krau to teach him anything (thank god), and he sure as fuck never had any experience with this in his millennia of existence, but...

Still, he leans in, and though his does not "breathe", Vildred will still feel heated air from his mouth hit his skin anyway as his lips draw closer. He pauses only to try and figure out how to keep his teeth to himself, but eventually just decides for right now, this is a tongue only job. He holds the base of Vildred's cock still, as he uses said tongue to run over his head a few times, testing how this feels - for both of them. ]

[He wonders if they should rearrange properly beforehand, as if he knows what "proper" is. He knows from gossip in the knights' quarters that oftentimes "on your knees" was what was said, but that seems uncomfortable and

it's too late to think about it, Ras is licking him and Vildred lets out a low moan that reverberates through his throat before he can think better of it. Yeah, they're alone on this side of the river, but... what if someone is Downstairs using the dojo. They would've heard that.

(No one is downstairs.)]

[ They would have heard that... if there was anyone else here. Alas, they are alone. Though, Ras is still not entirely sure why this sort of thing is so taboo... Private? Sure. That makes sense. He doesn't really want to share these noises Vildred is making with anyone, because he likes that they're "his". But... Vildred's expression, Vildred's sounds? They're much too nice for this to be "taboo".

When Ras finally slips Vildred into his mouth, he doesn't take a lot in. He's still feeling out the whole "don't teeth" thing. It's a lot easier than he thought it would be, though. Hallowing out his cheeks helps, and relying more on his lips and tongue to guide him further in isn't that hard. It helps that his hand hasn't moved from his base, either. He attempts to lick at his dick while it's in his mouth, but that proves to be very difficult, and just causes him to drool a lot more than he means to. Is it supposed to be this messy...? ]

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