[maybe a few more kisses and then he can totally call himself a playboy!*
* no one else will ever think about him this way ever.
It really is a shame that Aether no longer has the cat ears. Itto's hands had been sliding up, over the traveler's thighs and up his sides before they fumbled and gripped at his clothes. He's pretty sure Aether's the only one to have touched his horns this much, and they aren't any less sensitive then the last time. The somewhat embarrassing noise he makes is, thankfully, lost in the kiss before it's broken]
—heh? [gone all the way where?
. . .
Oh, right]
I, uh - no, unless that counts. [he tilts his head back towards the memory]
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* no one else will ever think about him this way ever.
It really is a shame that Aether no longer has the cat ears. Itto's hands had been sliding up, over the traveler's thighs and up his sides before they fumbled and gripped at his clothes. He's pretty sure Aether's the only one to have touched his horns this much, and they aren't any less sensitive then the last time. The somewhat embarrassing noise he makes is, thankfully, lost in the kiss before it's broken]
—heh? [gone all the way where?
. . .
Oh, right]
I, uh - no, unless that counts. [he tilts his head back towards the memory]