[Here’s the thing; normally Chuuya isn’t here for drooling, but he’s just tipsy enough to not give a shit as he slips his tongue right past Atsushi’s lips to lick into his mouth. They both taste of wine, one of Chuuya’s favorite flavors, and maybe he’s just horny enough to suck on Atsushi’s tongue teasingly before pulling back with a smirk. Even with flushed cheeks Chuuya looks confident and in charge, and he keeps on stroking Atsushi’s tail like it’s his dick.
Hey, he doesn’t know how furry stuff works, okay? All he knows is that Atsushi seems to like it, so he’ll keep doing it.]
Good?
[He damn well knows it’s good, he just wants to hear Atsushi say it. That is, if he gets the chance to answer before Chuuya nips at one of his tiger ears.]
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Hey, he doesn’t know how furry stuff works, okay? All he knows is that Atsushi seems to like it, so he’ll keep doing it.]
Good?
[He damn well knows it’s good, he just wants to hear Atsushi say it. That is, if he gets the chance to answer before Chuuya nips at one of his tiger ears.]