[ 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.
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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...It is lovely. [ He brushes his hands through Vildred's hair. ] Perfect. All of you is.
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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.]
fucking. *heave. not heavy. I'm stupid.
no i lov u
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.]