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[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!!!]

[DIE

When he lifts the pillow though he is. Very red. At this point Randy has not taken him before and Dan Feng is very much already thinking of what it would feel like and he is studiously not looking Randy in the face.]

Are you. Are you sure.

Please.

[all earnest, intense desire, without a shred of embarrassment or hesitation.]

[How can he say it like that without even any sort of provocation???? Dan Feng inhales and has to cover his face, embarrassed enough for the both of them.]

Very well. [Is 'very well' even sexy??? He starts fumbling at Randy's pants, clumsy with the urgency of it.]

[it's pretty sexy!!! randy helps, wiggling and reaching to help with his own pants, shoving them down his thighs as far as he can with dan feng straddling him. randy sure hasn't retained cock, judging by the very human pussy nestled between his muscled, scarred thighs. but he's sure wet.]

[There's the sound of ripping as Dan Feng's claws tear into the sheets oops. He helpfully gets off and will helpfully yank/rip/shred Randy's pants the rest of the way.]

You're wet. [He sounds like he's been hit upside the head.]

[pours one out internally for THOSE boxers and slacks... and hitches up a leg to show off that curly red hair and those flushed lips and how damp and shining it all is with his desire.]

Well yeah. I want you.

[He moves, slinking back between Randy's legs, and pushing his thighs up and apart with his hands.

There's an expression of great concentration as he looks his fill, before he dips his head and licks up the wetness with no hesitation at all.]

Oh.

[that's different! his thighs twitch in dan feng's hands, but the scent of his arousal sharpens, and he's only getting wetter from both saliva and his own fluids.]

[After a moment, Dan Feng lifts his head, slick glistening on his chin. He hefts a knee over his shoulder, so he can gently press a thumb over Randy's clit.]

Ah. [He is very smug.] This is completely new for you, is it not?

[fuuuck he's a sight like that. randy flushes deep and stark. and that thumb makes him jerk, muscles drawing tight as he squirms.]

Yeah... Totally new equipment, and all...

Let me give you a lesson on anatomy, then.

[He braces his other hand on the inside of Randy's thigh, to keep him from closing his legs- and that thumb starts stroking, circling the nub of nerves, a steady rhythm while he watches Randy's face.]

[biting his lip, laughing low and husky.]

I've got plenty of experience getting women off, I've just never been-

[legs trying to jerk shut, though, as the sensation escalates, and he's wiggling like he's not sure if he wants to get more direct contact or get away.]

[Dan Feng will solve that for him by

a) removing his thumb and
b) replacing it with his tongue, lapping firm and warm and wet like a man starved, with the occasional dangerous brush of fang.

His hands are firm around Randy's thighs, stopping him from bucking up or away; he's going to take what he's given whether he likes it or not.]

Ffffuck, your mouth is, hhah...

[his hands fly down to bury themselves in dan feng's hair, careful about his horns, and the first brush of fang gets a shocked little yelp and pull. he's getting noisier, body starting to shake as unfamiliar pleasure builds.]

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