[the cultivator loves it for another reason, which is mostly that people being rough with him means they look at him and don't think he'll break so easily— but the feeling of being alive is another part of the roughness he'd learned about way back when his very first partner had manhandled him against a wall.
while sizhui's also enjoying himself, there's one little thing that he's concerned about: his new anatomy. his body has never been this particular way before and, though he has a feeling wriothesley won't judge him at all, he still feels a little nervous about revealing himself to someone he's only known for a short time. not that he can really think about that whenever wriothesley is grinding against him in such a manner and stroking the base of his tail. it draws a moan deep from his throat, his own hips thrusting in return, rubbing their lower-halves together with more friction rather than retreating like the other part of his mind tells him to do.]
Oh, we've only just begun to touch on brattiness. [his hips move again and he grips wriothesley's hair harder, his head shifting so he can drag his teeth across the shell of his ear before he continues,] I can be a real menace when the time calls for it.
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[the cultivator loves it for another reason, which is mostly that people being rough with him means they look at him and don't think he'll break so easily— but the feeling of being alive is another part of the roughness he'd learned about way back when his very first partner had manhandled him against a wall.
while sizhui's also enjoying himself, there's one little thing that he's concerned about: his new anatomy. his body has never been this particular way before and, though he has a feeling wriothesley won't judge him at all, he still feels a little nervous about revealing himself to someone he's only known for a short time. not that he can really think about that whenever wriothesley is grinding against him in such a manner and stroking the base of his tail. it draws a moan deep from his throat, his own hips thrusting in return, rubbing their lower-halves together with more friction rather than retreating like the other part of his mind tells him to do.]
Oh, we've only just begun to touch on brattiness. [his hips move again and he grips wriothesley's hair harder, his head shifting so he can drag his teeth across the shell of his ear before he continues,] I can be a real menace when the time calls for it.