[Damus bites his lip as Kaon slides the piercing through the head of his spike, He can't control his hips from rolling beneath Kaon's weight. His vents click softly as they force scorching heat from his frame. Damus' spike slowly extends to stand between them.]
I'm not sure that they are capable of that. Nickel did her best to repair it... I'm not sure much else can be done.
[He focuses on the task at hand-- on the wet valve beneath his hand, greedily rolling into his palm. He's careful as he allows just one thick finger to slip in, relishing as hungry calipers ripple against the digit.]
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I'm not sure that they are capable of that. Nickel did her best to repair it... I'm not sure much else can be done.
[He focuses on the task at hand-- on the wet valve beneath his hand, greedily rolling into his palm. He's careful as he allows just one thick finger to slip in, relishing as hungry calipers ripple against the digit.]