He gasps, laughing, as her claws slip past those scales. Completely undeterred by the pain, because of course, maybe even pressing against it somewhat. Fucking ygos.
He keeps a steady pressure there, repeating any movement that earns a particularly good reaction, to set a more consistent rhythm of pleasure. And because some part of his subconscious remembers it all too well - he leans down to drag his fangs hard along the soft juncture of her neck and shoulder. ]
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Good.
More of that.
He gasps, laughing, as her claws slip past those scales. Completely undeterred by the pain, because of course, maybe even pressing against it somewhat. Fucking ygos.
He keeps a steady pressure there, repeating any movement that earns a particularly good reaction, to set a more consistent rhythm of pleasure. And because some part of his subconscious remembers it all too well - he leans down to drag his fangs hard along the soft juncture of her neck and shoulder. ]