[This time, it's the Psiioniic's real hand that traces against Dualscar's jaw. He kisses him softly and rests their foreheads together. Slow. He can do that. He can do that easily.]
Undreth me firtht, then. Feel free to touch me. If it hurtsth, I'll thtop you, alright?
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Undreth me firtht, then. Feel free to touch me. If it hurtsth, I'll thtop you, alright?