[Dualscar shivers as the Psiioniic touches him, as he runs his hands over the old scars that crisscross his torso. He tilts his head up, giving the Psiioniic more room to kiss his jaw, before ducking down again and planting a shy, gentle little kiss on the other troll's cheekbone. His gill flares open under the Psiioniic's touch, purple filaments exposed.]
Mmmmm... okay.
[In concious imitation of the other, Dualscar slides his hands under his tunic, running his palms along the Psiioniic's ribs and chest.]
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Mmmmm... okay.
[In concious imitation of the other, Dualscar slides his hands under his tunic, running his palms along the Psiioniic's ribs and chest.]