[ ...does she like being a puppy? that's a tough one. sure, it was very nice when sayo treated her like one, but that's sort of a separate thing, isn't it? and she definitely likes dan heng's ears like this, and maybe her new ears are cute too, she'll check later- ]
Maybe? I don't know. Probably not.
[ ...she says that, but her tail is only wagging even harder. ]
[ congrats, dan heng: you are the first and only person to ever hear stelle's voice hit that octave! the words at her lips die away unsaid as her entire body just... goes limp in his arms, and she leans into the touch without saying a word. ]
[ she tries not to make much sound. really, she does! and she's mostly pretty successful at it. but his hand keeps scritching right behind the ear, and after a moment-
[ everywhere, she only barely avoids whining, grabbing instead at his hands to drag them-
well. everywhere. one hand settles at her belly, and another at a breast, and then after a moment she heatedly drags the one at her breast back up to her ears. and the whole time, that tail keeps furiously wagging.
sorry, dan heng. she's starting to understand just what she was doing yesterday, now. ]
[he hums, low and amused. practically a laugh for this guy. but he nuzzles into her hair, letting her guide his hands until he's settled, then... rubbing her tummy and scritching her ears.]
[ but it's only half-murmured. she's too busy relaxing and tensing into the touch in a hundred different ways. her breath is caught in her throat; her neck lolls back, trying to lean into the touch even from her position against him; and her leg starts twitching without even thinking about it.
quietly, with something approaching wonder in her breathy voice: ]
[ she's starting to get used to these moments, starting to identify when dan heng is upset and when he's embarrassed. and she can tell this is one of those latter, cuter moments.
[ there. like this, it's easier to focus on him instead of herself, and that's a deal she'll take any day. she kisses down his ear, taking special note of what gets those little twitches, and finally bites down at his neck with a delighted sigh.
[ it's funny - even as the smile fades away into that familiar expression of neutrality, there's no possible way to mistake stelle's feelings anymore. each bite is accompanied by a furious wag of her tail; each mark she sees darkening and welting up gets her ears to perk up and her eyes to widen. ]
...I'm really lucky, aren't I? That you're okay with this sort of thing.
...maybe not all luck. But if I did this to March, she'd be angry for a whole week after.
[ there's a stunning imbalance of clothes here. time to make things even. she stretches up right, quickly shedding her undershirt before lying back against him; soft, warm skin rests against his more toned body. ]
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Maybe? I don't know. Probably not.
[ ...she says that, but her tail is only wagging even harder. ]
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[where it's wagging against his thigh, distractingly,
reaching to scritch behind an ear.]
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[ congrats, dan heng: you are the first and only person to ever hear stelle's voice hit that octave! the words at her lips die away unsaid as her entire body just... goes limp in his arms, and she leans into the touch without saying a word. ]
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pressing just that little bit closer, voice softer.]
That's wagging, Stelle.
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[ she tries not to make much sound. really, she does! and she's mostly pretty successful at it. but his hand keeps scritching right behind the ear, and after a moment-
a tiny whimper escapes the back of her throat. ]
...keep- keep going?
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[scritchscritch]
Is there anywhere else you want to be pet?
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well. everywhere. one hand settles at her belly, and another at a breast, and then after a moment she heatedly drags the one at her breast back up to her ears. and the whole time, that tail keeps furiously wagging.
sorry, dan heng. she's starting to understand just what she was doing yesterday, now. ]
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[ but it's only half-murmured. she's too busy relaxing and tensing into the touch in a hundred different ways. her breath is caught in her throat; her neck lolls back, trying to lean into the touch even from her position against him; and her leg starts twitching without even thinking about it.
quietly, with something approaching wonder in her breathy voice: ]
Was it like this for you?
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[continuing mercilessly]
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as she turns her head just enough to lick insistently at dan heng's arm. oh, she's got it bad right now. ]
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kind of freezing up. how DO you cope with that from a person as opposed to, say, Peppy?]
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...Dan Heng? What's wrong?
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[also he's blushing so]
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[ she's starting to get used to these moments, starting to identify when dan heng is upset and when he's embarrassed. and she can tell this is one of those latter, cuter moments.
her tail starts to thwap against the bed again. ]
You think they're cute, don't you?
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a nod.]
They're extremely cute.
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-and pushing him flat on his back as she rolls to straddle him. ]
...yours are, too. Just so you're clear.
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his ears twitch.]
Oh?
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We never really got to finish what we were doing in the lobby, you know...
[ said as she leans down to nibble at an ear, and as one ungloved hand comes up to wrap around that seaglass horn. ]
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oh. a soft whine escapes him, and his hands on her hips tighten. yes, good.]
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...she's learning quick. ]
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Stelle...
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...I'm really lucky, aren't I? That you're okay with this sort of thing.
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Is it luck? We're well matched.
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[ there's a stunning imbalance of clothes here. time to make things even. she stretches up right, quickly shedding her undershirt before lying back against him; soft, warm skin rests against his more toned body. ]
Whatever you want to call it, it makes me happy.
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i FORGOT TO HIT POST
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2/4 i lied
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2/definitely more than 2
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