[There is something sweet and lovely about this, feeling Dualscar hold onto him and wrap around him so softly. He could get used to it, he really could. For all that the seadweller can and has caused so much pain in his ignorant little ways, he is rather beautiful in moments like these. The Psiioniic sighs against Dualscar's horn, content.]
[He times his fingers so that they're in sync with the way his bulge slides against Dualscar's, scissoring and stretching him until he thinks he can slip a third finger in. This has to go right, has to go perfect.]
might have to get an entirely new floor
[He times his fingers so that they're in sync with the way his bulge slides against Dualscar's, scissoring and stretching him until he thinks he can slip a third finger in. This has to go right, has to go perfect.]
[Because he would love for this to happen again.]