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[Randy growls, dragging Dan Feng bodily against him. All soft curves and hard muscle.]

Seems like you've given me bad taste.

[Dan Feng appears to short-circuit, because this accidentally mashes the side of his face into a boob, and he blinks up, wide-eyed, at Randy.]

I would have you know. [He says, slowly.] I will be the best you will ever get.

[He then opens his mouth.

And closes it over cloth and soft breast and maybe a nipple if he's lucky, just enough of a bite to try and make him shout.]

[his scoff is pretty quickly diverted into a gasp when dan feng bites, his intellectual knowledge of his chest being more sensitive than usual not at all preparing him for the reality of that mouth.

fisting a hand in dan feng's hair.]

Bedroom. Now.

Presumptuous. Do not tell me what to do.

[Says Dan Feng, while doing what he's told to do, picking through the mess on the kitchen floor with his hand firmly laced in Randy's.

He leads them to Randy's bedroom, this time, because he's angling to steal clothes to use as pillowcases.]

Picky.

[buddy.

well, randy is more than happy to let them both into his room, which is Pretty Sparse. his priorities have not been interior decorating, so most of the personalization is in the stunhalberd leaning against the wall by the door.

he squeezes dan feng's hand on the way, for good measure.]

[Dan Feng jumps a little at the squeeze, and Randy will be able to see in real time how his ears turn red.

So this is what their bedroom floors look like, he thinks. Dan Feng's is always strewn with some manner of cushion and clothes and the occasional mysterious stain.]

This looks barely lived in. [He doesn't like that. He backs Randy into the door after it closes.] Fix it.

[the blushing... cute...]

To be fair, I've barely lived in it.

[grabbing dan feng's ass with his free hand to haul him closer, squeezing the held hand again.]

What do you suggest?

Perhaps you should get an indoor hobby.

[He is PROBLEM SOLVING here can you stop fondling him please. Even if his tail starts to sneak down and curl around one of Randy's thighs. Even if his free hand folds over Randy's bicep and pets the muscle there.]

Flex this.

Whaddya want me to do, crochet? Whittling?

[flexing agreeably, while also squeezing that ass.]

[With a hand on that bicep, Dan Feng looks up at him with a serious expression (which is a little ruined by how red he is).]

Me. I can be your indoor hobby.

[This is as far as he can go with flirting (?) before he crumples up like wet tissue paper. Listen. The muscles do it okay. Leave him alone.]

[omg. grins, openly charmed.]

Yeah? How're you gonna fix up my room, darlin'?

[leaning in, in kissing range, very intentional.]

[Unfortunately Dan Feng did not think he would get this far, and his shoulders come up to his ears in embarrassment.]

I'm going to... rip up all your floorboards.

[His eyes keep dropping to Randy's mouth. Very inconvenient for threats of property damage. He only lasts about five (5) seconds before he fists his hands in Randy's shirt and lunges upwards to slot their mouths together.]

How is that-

[you know what? not relevant. far busier kissing the hell out of this dragon.]

[He has many more opinions on Randy's apparent shit taste in everything, but for now all of them have melted into soup gurgling in his skull. They're equally aggressive with the kissing, and for a moment there's nothing but wet heat and teeth and Dan Feng panting little noises into Randy's mouth and his hips rocking against the other man's.

He pulls back just enough so he can grind mindlessly against Randy, pants already tightening.]

Bed. Bed. Or I will break your ankles.

[sometimes smarmy cousin icons are most appropriate actually]

Wouldn't recommend trying.

[voice husky, as he grabs the base of dan feng's tail and yanks him over to the bed, sprawling on his back and trying to drag this dragon down atop himself.]

[Why do you have to grab by the tail? Dan Feng splays over Randy with a growl, straddling him and immediately applying himself to the wealth of cleavage on display. If he isn't pulled off those hickeys are going to be really hard to hide, and Dan Feng isn't healing any of that.]

Mmmm...

[Randy has no such concerns about hickeys, much more concerned with petting dan feng's tail and arching and wiggling under his mouth, enjoying his new sensitivity.

it's about now that he's processing the shape in dan feng's pants as unusual. or rather, as the same as usual.]

--Wait, you've still got 'em?

[he lifts his head from where it's buried between Randy's tits, smushing his cheek against one of them.]

Still have who?

[grinding his hips up against where dan feng is straddling him.]

You have your dicks??

[As evidenced by how he gets even harder:]

Why would I - yes? [?????? Where is this going ????]

YOU TURNED PHYSICALLY FEMALE HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOU'D KEEP THEM? FUCK ME.

YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD!

I'm not missing the chance to get double penetrated in two holes by the same guy!!!! Fuck me!!!

[Reaching blindly for a pillow and SMOTHERING HIM WITH IT]

Stop yelling it the walls are thin!

[indignant muffled dog noises and grabbyhands!!!]

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