( so many choices, but some are more realistic than others. oh, how he loves what he's hearing. what he's tasting on the air. what he wants to do for shiro, to treat him right, to give the man this reptile knows and so much more. his blood percolates in his veins, heats and dances with the tantalizing options set before him. he could, of course, cram those twin shafts inside of the strong-looking human. those would bring him the quickest amount of pleasure, but to what extent would it affect the future? he's a beast, but not that kind of beast. he owes shiro this. perhaps some foreplay is in order, let another part of him work its magic...
it is, of course, another kind of experiment. right?
unconsciously, luchino's tongue peeks out. it sneaks out and stretches, curls up to tap his own chin before moving out and swiping along shiro's lips. that same hunger from before hasn't diminished in the slightest; no, it's been waiting. lurking. every breath that he takes inundates his senses, makes something strain inside of him more and more. )
Tongue. ( it's one of his unique parts, isn't it? ) Just... ah, I'll be careful...
( because with shiro leaning back, it'll allow him to lean forward just enough so that when he lets his tongue free, there's no stopping it from working its way then worming its way into shiro's passage. the thin ribbon of slick, forked muscle, cramming itself inside. whether it's effective in properly preparing shiro is one thing, but he's trying his best... he might not be able to force every centimeter of it inside, but luchino can at least pack as much of it as he can. )
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it is, of course, another kind of experiment. right?
unconsciously, luchino's tongue peeks out. it sneaks out and stretches, curls up to tap his own chin before moving out and swiping along shiro's lips. that same hunger from before hasn't diminished in the slightest; no, it's been waiting. lurking. every breath that he takes inundates his senses, makes something strain inside of him more and more. )
Tongue. ( it's one of his unique parts, isn't it? ) Just... ah, I'll be careful...
( because with shiro leaning back, it'll allow him to lean forward just enough so that when he lets his tongue free, there's no stopping it from working its way then worming its way into shiro's passage. the thin ribbon of slick, forked muscle, cramming itself inside. whether it's effective in properly preparing shiro is one thing, but he's trying his best... he might not be able to force every centimeter of it inside, but luchino can at least pack as much of it as he can. )