Tighnari would be lying if he claimed he hadn't been hoping something like this might happen. He knows exactly how to press Cyno's buttons, how to work him up and bring out his more, ahem, aggressive side, and Tighnari does so wisely, sparingly, so as to not tease his partner mercilessly. But Tighnari can't help it every now and again, teasing his lover to the point of pushing him over that edge that brings the General Mahamatra out in his dear, loving Cyno. It's an incredible turn-on, and now is no different, even if it was a simple card game that incensed Cyno to this point.
His ears pressing back against his head, Tighnari's tail thumps against the floor, his face flushing a nice pink as Cyno pushes the table aside and climbs over him, his breath rushing before he can even think to respond.
He loves it when Cyno gets like this. ]
A-are you going to teach me a lesson, General Mahamatra?
[ Though his voice has gone breathless, he is nevertheless smiling, his pupils growing wide, as his fingers grasp around Cyno's strong wrists and move up the length of his toned, warm arms. ]
Are you going to exact judgment upon me for my sins?
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Tighnari would be lying if he claimed he hadn't been hoping something like this might happen. He knows exactly how to press Cyno's buttons, how to work him up and bring out his more, ahem, aggressive side, and Tighnari does so wisely, sparingly, so as to not tease his partner mercilessly. But Tighnari can't help it every now and again, teasing his lover to the point of pushing him over that edge that brings the General Mahamatra out in his dear, loving Cyno. It's an incredible turn-on, and now is no different, even if it was a simple card game that incensed Cyno to this point.
His ears pressing back against his head, Tighnari's tail thumps against the floor, his face flushing a nice pink as Cyno pushes the table aside and climbs over him, his breath rushing before he can even think to respond.
He loves it when Cyno gets like this. ]
A-are you going to teach me a lesson, General Mahamatra?
[ Though his voice has gone breathless, he is nevertheless smiling, his pupils growing wide, as his fingers grasp around Cyno's strong wrists and move up the length of his toned, warm arms. ]
Are you going to exact judgment upon me for my sins?