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Have you tried drowning?

Uh, no.

It is not very pleasant so do not try. But you should swim with me.

I'd like to. The swimming, not the drowning.

[Dan Feng presses a cheek to his upper arm... rubs against the salt and sand and sweat of him.

Randy should expect the tongue licking, too.]

What other things do you like?

[shivers with a soft sound, goosebumps rippling across warm, exposed skin.]

I like a lot. But right now, it's hard to think about anythin' but you inside me.

What is your species' refractory period?

[Is it just him or does Dan Feng sound a little hungry.]

It varies, but stamina is my strong suit~

Hm. I will be the judge of that.

[He sounds doubtful, mostly because there aren't very many species who can keep up with a dragon, but okay. He steers Randy towards the dorms, the hand on his back lightly scratching thin red lines into his skin.]

Guess we'll see how I measure up.

[voice taking on an aroused little rumble, and he winds an arm over Dan Feng's shoulders in turn as they go.]

Why are you so easy?

[His tail has perked up, wrapping around the far side of Randy's hip.]

'Cause I want you.

[he says, always pretty easy, but,]

[He can watch in real time as he blushes splotchy pink...

Also when he literally hisses at someone they pass in the hallways to Dan Feng's room.]

[laughs, soft and light and easy.]

C'mon, almost there. I'm all yours.

How long have you known me before? You seem used to my predilections.

[He asks as he opens his door; it's still a fortress of nesting material, but at least there isn't any visible blood.]

Not very long, but we lived together. You've got a real strong personality.

[scanning the room, relaxed.]

[Well, the 'strong personality' immediately crowds him against the door after closing and locking it, face turned up to just - look at him. Kind of like looking at a bug.]

Fascinating way to put it. You are used to people who think like me?

[looks down at him, comfortable leaning back against that door.]

"Used to"? Nah. I could compare you to my little cousin, but it wouldn't be flattering.

They must truly be a character if it is not flattering on a mass murderer.

[Murmured against his collarbone, because that's what Dan Feng's mouth can reach to suck a bruise into.]

Mmmh, yeah, on second thought let's not talk about her right now.

[squirms]

But I wish to know you better.

[He's multitasking by groping one of Randy's pecs, while his other hand tries to yank his shorts down. When the shorts don't magically fall off instantly, he snicks his claws out and moves to shred them off--]

Shirley ain't good pillow talk, ah, wait-

[Randy tries to beat him to it, shoving his trunks down to his thighs, his half hard cock bobbing dramatically with the abrupt speed of it.]

[He pulls back. That petulant look of jealousy on his face would be really familiar right now.]

I changed my mind. I do not want you to have someone else's name in your mouth. Is that sunburn?

Fair enough, not gonna lie. But- what? Yeah I'm sunburned but I hope you don't mean on my dick?

You are not showing this off in public, you harlot.

[He's going to tentatively wrap a hand around Randy's cock, squinting angrily at it.]

I am finding you some sunscreen and you are using it.

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