[ The tail makes him glance down, having forgotten about it, and he snorts a smile as he nuzzles his way along a jaw to find the right angle for kissing the curve of a peacock-inked neck, forehead nudging a horn. Some quiet corner of his mind wants to know What am I even doing, ensconced with Molly in a compromising position, while the other half of his head is purring happily at getting up close and personal, fingers flexing where he holds down that hand.
Lips skate idly over the swirling teal patterns, a nip meeting a red eye tattoo. Grr. ]
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[ The tail makes him glance down, having forgotten about it, and he snorts a smile as he nuzzles his way along a jaw to find the right angle for kissing the curve of a peacock-inked neck, forehead nudging a horn. Some quiet corner of his mind wants to know What am I even doing, ensconced with Molly in a compromising position, while the other half of his head is purring happily at getting up close and personal, fingers flexing where he holds down that hand.
Lips skate idly over the swirling teal patterns, a nip meeting a red eye tattoo. Grr. ]