[ Wow, Timothy Doppelman. Totally impatient and yet apparently, a man of taste.
Tim's actions had left Majima slightly mussed; with that soft fur, well-defined muscle, and shirt hanging off his shoulders, he really did look like he ought to be on the cover of one of those werewolf bodice-rippers. Majima slipped his arms free of the busted shirt, and then kissed his boyfriend again, this time pressing that full expanse of warm wolfman up against the planes of Tim's chest in unmistakable invitation. ]
You make a compellin' point.
[ Aaaand in turn pressing Tim's back up against the couch. As of yet, his hair was still pinned up in a ponytail behind him, and as he leaned forward, alternatively kissing and nipping at his boyfriend's lips. Request: tongue, please. ]
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Tim's actions had left Majima slightly mussed; with that soft fur, well-defined muscle, and shirt hanging off his shoulders, he really did look like he ought to be on the cover of one of those werewolf bodice-rippers. Majima slipped his arms free of the busted shirt, and then kissed his boyfriend again, this time pressing that full expanse of warm wolfman up against the planes of Tim's chest in unmistakable invitation. ]
You make a compellin' point.
[ Aaaand in turn pressing Tim's back up against the couch. As of yet, his hair was still pinned up in a ponytail behind him, and as he leaned forward, alternatively kissing and nipping at his boyfriend's lips. Request: tongue, please. ]
Hey, Tim. Are you an M or an S?
[ Or he could just ask that, that was fine. ]