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[goldenambition]

Will hangs around the Inn, but if you wait long enough he'll probably come to you!

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[goldenambition]

[The slight thrusting isn't unexpected, and he relaxes a bit in his throat so Clive can tug him down. If he gets TOO aggressive or pushy he'll get a nip for sure. But a little pushing just means he's doing it right.

But Clive stopping makes him give a small 'hm?' noise around his cock, eyes glancing up, a little blurry. He was getting into it! So coming back takes his brain a second. He pulls off with a gasp]

Hmmm... can' wait to get your hands in play, eh?

[ Cute, cute... he's not surprised Clive isn't the type to just accept service]

[aneikonic]

[ The sudden air as opposed to the tight wet heat gets a strangled grunt out of him, his cock twitching as pre drools down his shaft without Wills tongue to suck it away. He manages a chuckle and reaches out to grip Wills arms instead, pulling the other up and into his lap. ]

Something like that.

[ He licks his tongue against the corner of Wills mouth, his hand dropping into Will's lap to press up hard against him. Fingers curl enough to take a good grip and begin to squeeze and rub. It's a pity Will still has his clothes on, but that's fine.

It makes this far more teasing. ]

You wanted to suck me off, and I'll let you, but I'm not one for taking turns.

[ In other words, he's going to suck you off as you suck him off, one way or another, Will. ]

[goldenambition]

[ there's a mumbled "fuck" against Clive's mouth when he's groped. Even through his pants it's clear he's hard, and while the heavy fabric hides what exactly it is there's some kind of non-human texture there. Something fingers can catch slightly against that makes Will groan]

Well, I'm certainly not gonna complain... fuck, how you wanna do this?

[aneikonic]

I have an idea.

[ But first? They need to get rid of your pants, Will. Which is going to be made difficult with Clive rubbing his palm hard against the heat there, his fingers pressing into balls a little as he does, feeling the odd texturing. Curling his finger to squeeze. ]

Pants. Off.

[goldenambition]

[He grunts, rocking into the touch as he reaches back to unlatch his tail button]

Means you gotta let go.

[It's sweet in a weird way, that Clive is so eager to get hands on that logistics don't matter]

[aneikonic]

Hm.

[ Disappointing, but fine, and Clive stops squeezing to pull his hand back. Instead he's going to wait until the pants are lose enough, then just casually shove his hand down them. Right between Will's legs again to curl his hand around- hello, it's spikey? That's what he was feeling? He rubs his thumb experimentally along the nubs, blinking. ]

[goldenambition]

[ he whimpers a little at the thumb running up the spines, the fleshy protrusions sprining back into place with soft give]

First time with 'em? They... ha... are soft- ain' had any complaints yet. Though if you have'a strong gag you might wanna be careful...

[he's turning a bit red, the blush going down to his shoulders and making his stripes pop more. Glancing away and tail slowing to a cautious but still hopeful sway]