[That's just how he likes it, as a matter of fact, and there's another soft, pleased laugh against Dualscar's hair as they go down to the ground. Shifting his head despite the hand in his hair, he presses his lips against Dualscar's, trying to work his lips open. A part of him wants to direct his psionics down between Dualscar's legs, push them open and tease that more obvious place, but he doesn't dare. ]
[Slow. That's how they're doing it.]
[So he sticks to kissing and teasing those gills, even as something seems to wrap around Dualscar's hand and guides it down to the Psiioniic's pants. They're getting a bit restricting...]
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[Slow. That's how they're doing it.]
[So he sticks to kissing and teasing those gills, even as something seems to wrap around Dualscar's hand and guides it down to the Psiioniic's pants. They're getting a bit restricting...]