[ cyno growls, sinking closer, breathing tighnari's air. he can catch the sweet, floral scent of tighnari's skin, the soft musk of his fur, and it's all so intoxicating.
but he knows what tighnari is doing, that he's being provoked, that he's playing right into tighnari's hands, giving him what he wants. cyno knows full well how much tighnari appreciates his more.. predatory instincts, but the real question is, should cyno allow it? should he reward it? part of him thinks yes. tighnari won the game, he deserves his prize, and yet he also deserves to be punished. ]
But you might like that too much.
[ dipping his head, cyno presses his mouth to tighnari's jaw, one hand lifting to snag in his dark hair, giving it a sharp yank, baring his lover's soft white throat so he can sink his teeth against it. ]
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[ cyno growls, sinking closer, breathing tighnari's air. he can catch the sweet, floral scent of tighnari's skin, the soft musk of his fur, and it's all so intoxicating.
but he knows what tighnari is doing, that he's being provoked, that he's playing right into tighnari's hands, giving him what he wants. cyno knows full well how much tighnari appreciates his more.. predatory instincts, but the real question is, should cyno allow it? should he reward it? part of him thinks yes. tighnari won the game, he deserves his prize, and yet he also deserves to be punished. ]
But you might like that too much.
[ dipping his head, cyno presses his mouth to tighnari's jaw, one hand lifting to snag in his dark hair, giving it a sharp yank, baring his lover's soft white throat so he can sink his teeth against it. ]
I'm not sure I should reward you.