[A kiss is pressed against Dualscar's cheek in return for the nuzzle, and then the Psiioniic is slowly dragging himself down his body, pressing his own down against that active bulge he can feel. When he's low enough, thin body pressed between Dualscar's legs once again, he begins to undo those meddlesome pants. He could whip them off in a heartbeat with his psionics, but this is delicate territory. They've gone through this dance awkwardly before, only to have it fail, and he doesn't want to ruin it again.]
[As he slowly tugs the pants down Dualscar's hips, he leaves a trail of kisses across his hip bones.]
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[As he slowly tugs the pants down Dualscar's hips, he leaves a trail of kisses across his hip bones.]
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