[ they suck in a breath at the grip, allowing him to tip their head and kiss them - tentatively they drop both their hands: one to press the flat of the knife against his chest, and the other to rest at his side, sort of restlessly. they don't really kiss back, though it's fairly clearly out of not really knowing what to do here. ]
[ he moves a hand to rest it at the small of their back - - not any further, right now - - and angles his head to deepen the kiss, steady, his breath exhaling through his nostrils when he feels the flat of the knife against him again. ]
[ that gets him a stiffening of Ruby's tail, a squeak, and a deep blush all at once - for the first time this night they seem actually taken off guard, pushing him back with the knife still flat against him and looking off to the side. ]
I-It was like, whatever! Don't make this weird, dude.
[ they whine again, a bit louder this time. they're more steady now that they're expecting it, but they still just bury their face in his chest, wordlessly. ]
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I'm not good at makin' excuses. If you couldn't tell that already.
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It's my first time, you know.
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Shit, really?
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Sorry, sorry!
So - - you want to take things slow?
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[ fraility and heart problems nonwithstanding, ]
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[ he takes a grip in their hair, gently trying to tip their head up - - if they allow that he'll try to angle his head in for a kiss. ]
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Cute. That sound you made just now.
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I-It was like, whatever! Don't make this weird, dude.
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[ he smiles, and reaches down to curiously touch the tip of their tail. ]
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[ they stumble when he does, just sort of falling forward against him. ]
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he grabs it a little more firmly now, squeezing. ]
What, if I had just let myself get robbed?
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O-obviously!
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[ he wraps an arm casually around their waist, tugging them close to get better access to that tail. ]
It's sensitive, huh?
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[ he smooths his hand, palm flat to stroke downwards ]
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[ it's not suggesting that they do, just curious, as he runs his hand back up the scales ]
Somewhere a little more comfy? Or is this good?
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