[For a split second, Dualscar is afraid that he's screwed up everything (again), and is just about ready to call the whole thing off. But then the Psiioniic's smile returns and he keeps brushing his lips over Dualscar's skin, and Dualscar shivers. He props himself up on his elbows, letting go of the other troll's horn, and watches what's going on, his eyelids heavy and at half-mast.]
[Unconsciously, he's begun making soft, crooning sounds, high-pitched and keening, the kind his lusus used to make.]
:D to bifurcated tongues and tentabulges!
[Unconsciously, he's begun making soft, crooning sounds, high-pitched and keening, the kind his lusus used to make.]