[ She stares at him, wide-eyed and flushed and confused because-- seriously. Who ARE you. Sure, back on the ship there'd been little flashes of kindness, here and there, brushed aside like crumbs, but this was certainly more genuinely forward than Dan Feng ever was.
(She wonders, distantly, if it's just a trick, and once he's in her he'll lose his mind the same way he did in the baths, blind and deaf to anything but desire and lust. Does she care, right now?)
She can only hold his gaze for a moment before she looks away, embarrassed, and reaches forward with both hands to curve under his jaw. It's affectionate, almost, the way she draws his face forward, so she can hide her own against his muzzle, and try to ignore the shudder of wanting that ripples through her and sets her wings into an unconscious little flutter. ]
[He rumbles a laugh, enjoying the look of confusion on her face, the way she's opening up to him, vulnerable-
Dan Feng nudges at her cheek- finally licking at her mouth. Gentle, but possessive. He could open his mouth and crush her skull and while that may be appealing any other day now he's more interested in being inside her in every way.]
[ ... Well. This is fine. This was the one thing they did last time that wasn't effectively coated in an overshadowing of mara. Her lips thin a bit, unconsciously keeping them together as he licks her. But it's fine, it's lovely-- a kiss has never steered her wrong, not so far. And it would be a terrible lie to say she didn't like it, even like this.
She exhales a bit, tilting her head to press her lips to his muzzle once he draws his tongue back and-- if he appeals to her again with another lick-- opening her mouth for him. ]
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Re: Night 22/ early morning 23
(She wonders, distantly, if it's just a trick, and once he's in her he'll lose his mind the same way he did in the baths, blind and deaf to anything but desire and lust. Does she care, right now?)
She can only hold his gaze for a moment before she looks away, embarrassed, and reaches forward with both hands to curve under his jaw. It's affectionate, almost, the way she draws his face forward, so she can hide her own against his muzzle, and try to ignore the shudder of wanting that ripples through her and sets her wings into an unconscious little flutter. ]
... I'd-- like to try that. I think.
Re: Night 22/ early morning 23
[He rumbles a laugh, enjoying the look of confusion on her face, the way she's opening up to him, vulnerable-
Dan Feng nudges at her cheek- finally licking at her mouth. Gentle, but possessive. He could open his mouth and crush her skull and while that may be appealing any other day now he's more interested in being inside her in every way.]
Let me taste you.
Re: Night 22/ early morning 23
She exhales a bit, tilting her head to press her lips to his muzzle once he draws his tongue back and-- if he appeals to her again with another lick-- opening her mouth for him. ]