[ wait, no—guren has kissed his neck, and that’s a new sensation all its own. guren pulls back after that, but dextera suddenly thinks he doesn’t want to eat if guren’s going to keep doing that.
dextera is capricious, in this way.
he touches his neck where guren kissed him, glancing back at the picnic basket still filled with guren’s probably painstakingly prepared lunch, and he even seems a little guilty for a moment. ]
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dextera is capricious, in this way.
he touches his neck where guren kissed him, glancing back at the picnic basket still filled with guren’s probably painstakingly prepared lunch, and he even seems a little guilty for a moment. ]
…again.
[ but just a moment. ]