[ Though unbeknownst to Chuuya, the antidote is nearly within his reach. But despite coming this far, and going to such troublesome lengths to seek it out from the healer's busy hut, Dazai isn't about to return his partner back to his full size just yet. ( However much he wonders how to make Chuuya just a bit bigger; at least at a scale large enough to appreciate further. ) And why would he, when Chuuya is an irresistible sight, chasing his pleasure through nothing more than grinding against Dazai's hand. ]
Right now I'm having too much fun, holding you in the palm of my hand.
[ It's nearly a literal fact with how fingers curl around Chuuya in order to stroke him front to back. The nudge of his thumb turns into something a little more stimulating, rubbing in circular motions with every press. It's bound to add another deliciously feel-good sensation atop the steady friction intent on getting Chuuya off, even at this size. ]
If this feels good, then how about you try it with a little less on?
[ The shape of his thumb drags down Chuuya's crotch, unable to work the miniature buttons itself but giving a sizable enough hint for his partner to understand. Those skin-tight pants need off and now, because if Dazai can't put his mouth all over Chuuya at his present size, then he'll have to resort to making the best use of his fingertips.
In the meantime the hand which continues to deliver little pixie-sized servings of liquor returns with another hefty drop. And if Dazai happened to dip that digit into the antidote first, if only to just barely coat it, then it's effect on Chuuya shouldn't be too magnified- Right? ]
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[ Though unbeknownst to Chuuya, the antidote is nearly within his reach. But despite coming this far, and going to such troublesome lengths to seek it out from the healer's busy hut, Dazai isn't about to return his partner back to his full size just yet. ( However much he wonders how to make Chuuya just a bit bigger; at least at a scale large enough to appreciate further. ) And why would he, when Chuuya is an irresistible sight, chasing his pleasure through nothing more than grinding against Dazai's hand. ]
Right now I'm having too much fun, holding you in the palm of my hand.
[ It's nearly a literal fact with how fingers curl around Chuuya in order to stroke him front to back. The nudge of his thumb turns into something a little more stimulating, rubbing in circular motions with every press. It's bound to add another deliciously feel-good sensation atop the steady friction intent on getting Chuuya off, even at this size. ]
If this feels good, then how about you try it with a little less on?
[ The shape of his thumb drags down Chuuya's crotch, unable to work the miniature buttons itself but giving a sizable enough hint for his partner to understand. Those skin-tight pants need off and now, because if Dazai can't put his mouth all over Chuuya at his present size, then he'll have to resort to making the best use of his fingertips.
In the meantime the hand which continues to deliver little pixie-sized servings of liquor returns with another hefty drop. And if Dazai happened to dip that digit into the antidote first, if only to just barely coat it, then it's effect on Chuuya shouldn't be too magnified- Right? ]