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[ Ras nods, lying back easily and staying mostly still, like if he moves he's going to ruin everything somehow. He doesn't know where to put his hands in the moment, so they stay at his sides for now - or, rather, they stay there for two whole seconds, before they're reaching up to tangle in Vildred's hair the second his mouth is on his soul gem.

Ras sucks in a deep breath, arching his back immediately. Which is... not the reaction he was expecting. His soul is not fragile, nor is it soft or pliant. So then, why the hell is it sensitive like this? He supposes he's never had something as soft as skin touching it before? Perhaps it's that?

Or. Or perhaps it's just reacting this way because it's Vildred?

Regardless, Ras flusters. ] Oh... Vildred...

[This is also not the reaction Vildred was expecting. He figured it might have sensation like normal skin, that maybe it would tickle at most, that it would be kind of like kissing the middle of someone's chest normally and not be that erotic.

And then Ras arches and moans like that, and his whole brain briefly reboots.]

Is that— is that okay?

[There's a hand in his hair almost holding him in place, so he figures it must be... and considering the reaction, he doesn't think it's so wrong of him to continue kissing over every inch of the faceted surface.]

[ Ras does not necessarily need to breath, but he's feigned it for so long that he can't help but hitch his breath and heavy his stomach up and down as it picks up. ]

...It is lovely. [ He brushes his hands through Vildred's hair. ] Perfect. All of you is.

[Okay great. That means, uh.

That means he can lick across Ras' literal fucking soul, right? Bottom to top, like an ice cream pop? Because that's what he's doing. Surely this doesn't feel weird.]

[ Ras arches his back instantly, balling his hands into fists in Vildred's hair that will surely cause tangles later (sorry). Ras is not the sort to generally be loud, but in this moment, he cannot help the little whimpers, the sighs, and the wistful moans that carry Vildred's name. ]

[Okay okay okay he's got it he's doing it, he's doing the sex. Licking the surface of a crystal is... strange, in that it's largely textureless and he can't actually taste anything, like licking an ice cube that doesn't melt. But...

Ras' moans are definitely getting to him. God, he might actually get off on licking a rock. Okay cool neat neat neat awesome.

...he will keep licking it, but stick his fingers in Ras' sheathe as he does this, like earlier.]

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fucking. *heave. not heavy. I'm stupid.

no i lov u