[fox actually does have fangs, which he's being careful with, but noah will definitely find them out pretty quickly. he hums as he curls his tongue with noah's, and his hand at his cheek will gently trail down his jawline and neck, resting on his chest.
when fox finally has to break the kiss for air, his cheeks are flushed red, his pupils wide, and... there's a fluffy fox tail wiggling excitedly behind him]
[he can feel through the cloth of noah's robes that approximately half of his chest is crystal as well, the ragged edge coming to an end a little past the halfway point. his right side seems most crystal-bound, certainly.
he kisses like he knows on some level how to take care with fangs, though, even lacking them himself, and his own slitted pupils are blown wide by the time they pause to catch their collective breath. he spots that tail and huffs a soft laugh, charmed.]
[with his hold on noah's hand, he coaxes him along, heading into the rest of the building. there must be a bedroom with a view like this one, and even though everything about this place is unfamiliar to fox--it's a dream, so it doesn't take them too long to find something.
fox's tails grow by two, swaying behind him almost coyly]
[there are in fact nice bedrooms past much of the other merrymaking, with nice big windows! The man at the front desk of the apartments even waves them along with a wink, which makes Noah go BRIGHT red, but ultimately they find a lovely private place.]
[The cloth is heavy enough that Noah can't feel much but the blunt pressure of that touch, but he flushes anyway when Fox finds where crystal and flesh meet.]
Certainly, though it's not so impressive as your tails.
[he's pulling away, though, standing again-- to hitch up his robe like a lady lifting her skirts, a fluffy white-tipped tail swishing below the raised hem.]
[fox's fingers walk up noah's thigh and dip in under the hem of his shorts, tugging and slipping in but only just enough to tease, as he leans into the kiss eagerly, nipping at noah's lips]
[Noah gives up the ghost and settles properly in Fox's lap, straddling him so he can focus better on the kiss. His tail lashes behind him excitedly and his free hand curls its fingers into Fox's yukata.]
[his thumb traces the skin just above noah's dick in a circling pattern, parting his lips so he can kiss him deeper, heated, a low noise in the back of his throat]
[nips back, letting his fingers just lightly trail over noah's clothed erection, feeling him up without giving him enough pressure to get off; fox can't help but grin into the kiss]
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when fox finally has to break the kiss for air, his cheeks are flushed red, his pupils wide, and... there's a fluffy fox tail wiggling excitedly behind him]
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he kisses like he knows on some level how to take care with fangs, though, even lacking them himself, and his own slitted pupils are blown wide by the time they pause to catch their collective breath. he spots that tail and huffs a soft laugh, charmed.]
...Satisfactory, I hope...?
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How should I say it... say yes, it was, but also no, I want more...?
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We should... perhaps move somewhere a little more private, for more.
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[with his hold on noah's hand, he coaxes him along, heading into the rest of the building. there must be a bedroom with a view like this one, and even though everything about this place is unfamiliar to fox--it's a dream, so it doesn't take them too long to find something.
fox's tails grow by two, swaying behind him almost coyly]
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...You appear to have gained more tails?
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[swish swish]
Do they bother you?
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[though it's hidden by his robes.]
I was just getting worried about my powers of observation, to have missed three of them.
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[looking out over the city through the large windows for a moment, admiring, before he boldly... takes a seat on the edge of the bed]
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[he says with an air of academic curiosity, though he's taking a seat at Fox's side, intentionally hip to hip.]
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[leans over and places his hand along noah's chest again, feeling out what he can through the fabric, watching him for reactions]
Will you show me yours?
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Certainly, though it's not so impressive as your tails.
[he's pulling away, though, standing again-- to hitch up his robe like a lady lifting her skirts, a fluffy white-tipped tail swishing below the raised hem.]
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fox smiles and leans back where he's sitting, holding his hand out to noah to encourage him to come closer]
Do you mind if I ask?
[he means about the crystal, but it's vague on purpose]
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I will not guarantee you an answer, but feel free to ask anything
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Does it hurt if I touch you?
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Not at all. I have less feeling in the crystal, that's all.
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Then you will not mind if I...?
[he leans in again, lips a hair's breadth away from noah's]
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Please, go ahead.
[he's cupping Fox's cheek with his crystalline hand and kissing him.]
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