[They are dumb. The Psiioniic is pretty sure of this. They are dumb and ridiculous and just plain silly. But the feel of those fingers against his horns and brushing against his hair in the process is wonderful, and things are alright. Not forever, but... for tonight. And he'll take what he can get.]
[Still keeping eye contact with him, the Psiioniic begins to kiss back up Dualscar's legs until he's at his hips again. Then, very carefully and still looking up at him, he directs his mouth to the very base of Dualscar's bulge. His lips brush against it, and he waits to see the response.]
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[They are dumb. The Psiioniic is pretty sure of this. They are dumb and ridiculous and just plain silly. But the feel of those fingers against his horns and brushing against his hair in the process is wonderful, and things are alright. Not forever, but... for tonight. And he'll take what he can get.]
[Still keeping eye contact with him, the Psiioniic begins to kiss back up Dualscar's legs until he's at his hips again. Then, very carefully and still looking up at him, he directs his mouth to the very base of Dualscar's bulge. His lips brush against it, and he waits to see the response.]