Oh, did you? He purrs, smiling against Kaon's collar assembly. Damus can just picture Drift's face. His engine gives a low growl of lust.] I'm sure that can be arranged...
[Damus slides his fingers against the gathering slickness of Kaon's valve, finding his node easily. He rolls the rub gently between his fingers, eager to have Kaon writhing on his lap. He had missed this.
Kaon's hand dragging down his ventral plating has Damus pressing ever closer, the heat radiating from his panel climbing by the minute. Damus allows his panel to slide open, spike nosing out only slightly.]
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Date: 2019-03-06 12:45 am (UTC)[Damus slides his fingers against the gathering slickness of Kaon's valve, finding his node easily. He rolls the rub gently between his fingers, eager to have Kaon writhing on his lap. He had missed this.
Kaon's hand dragging down his ventral plating has Damus pressing ever closer, the heat radiating from his panel climbing by the minute. Damus allows his panel to slide open, spike nosing out only slightly.]