[ sylvain crumples beside him, and tighnari tucks in close. he's the master here, but he wants to lean into things slowly, to peel sylvain slowly apart like plucking the petals of a flower - there's no rush, after all. his hands continue to explore, down sylvain's chest, over his sides and up his back, padded fingers splaying across his shoulderblades.
when he feels those fingers against his tail, tighnari smiles, his tail curling forward to drape across sylvain's forearm. ]
It's all right. I give you permission.
[ sylvain may touch the tail. and the ears. turning his head, tighnari drags his mouth along sylvain's jaw, then whispers warm against his ear. ]
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when he feels those fingers against his tail, tighnari smiles, his tail curling forward to drape across sylvain's forearm. ]
It's all right. I give you permission.
[ sylvain may touch the tail. and the ears. turning his head, tighnari drags his mouth along sylvain's jaw, then whispers warm against his ear. ]
Tell me what you like.