[ It's an idle threat, as little teeth to it as there are fangs in Fenris's mouth, made as Rafe glances around for a free spot — which of course there isn't. Not with all the shit Fenris has collected the last couple months. Certainly nothing within reach, thus Rafe makes a split second decision and stoops down to lay the computer on the floor. Straightening up, he nudges it (hopefully) safe and out the way and then turns back to catch that tongue as it snicks back behind those fangs. ]
Huh.
[ Naturally Rafe has seen it before, the accidental bites and the tongue, but it's a brand new context now. He'd been so caught up in loathing himself, in all the reasons he'd been ruled out, that he'd never considered the flip side: was it possible to be into somebody else who'd changed? But even as the thought crosses his mind, it's just as quickly answered: ]
What the hell. [ Always figured he'd try most things once, hadn't he? Never mind that "scales and horns" hadn't ever slid into "most things" prior to Ryslig. They're here now. Besides if Fenris can stomach him as he is, least he can do is return the favor. ] Just... Try and watch the fangs, huh?
[ It's the only warning he offers before his fingers find a grip at the nape of Fenris's neck to pull him down— damn jackass, getting so tall —into another kiss. ]
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Re: cw: body dysmorphia, implications of sexual abuse, slavery and physical abuse
Date: 2020-10-13 06:50 am (UTC)[ It's an idle threat, as little teeth to it as there are fangs in Fenris's mouth, made as Rafe glances around for a free spot — which of course there isn't. Not with all the shit Fenris has collected the last couple months. Certainly nothing within reach, thus Rafe makes a split second decision and stoops down to lay the computer on the floor. Straightening up, he nudges it (hopefully) safe and out the way and then turns back to catch that tongue as it snicks back behind those fangs. ]
Huh.
[ Naturally Rafe has seen it before, the accidental bites and the tongue, but it's a brand new context now. He'd been so caught up in loathing himself, in all the reasons he'd been ruled out, that he'd never considered the flip side: was it possible to be into somebody else who'd changed? But even as the thought crosses his mind, it's just as quickly answered: ]
What the hell. [ Always figured he'd try most things once, hadn't he? Never mind that "scales and horns" hadn't ever slid into "most things" prior to Ryslig. They're here now. Besides if Fenris can stomach him as he is, least he can do is return the favor. ] Just... Try and watch the fangs, huh?
[ It's the only warning he offers before his fingers find a grip at the nape of Fenris's neck to pull him down— damn jackass, getting so tall —into another kiss. ]