[It's not like Dylas' face isn't red either...but it's cuter on Waver than it is on him, he's sure of that much. He gently reaches up when Waver turns his head away and attempts to be gentle in gripping his chin and turning him back to face Dylas.]
If you start looking away, I'm going to get nervous. I'm not that hard to look at, am I?
[He does think he's a little hideous, but there are better times to address that than in the bedroom. Right now, his focus is on Waver. He runs his hand over his arm, gives it a squeeze, then smiles as he realizes just how wimpy Waver doesn't look again. This time, though, he's feeling it beneath his hands. This is a man's body, and his tail sets to swishing as he realizes he likes that, too.]
It's not too much, is it? I, uh...you know. Don't want to overwhelm you.
[But even now he's back to running his hands over Waver's body, reaching behind him, feeling his back. He's bigger all over, and his skin feels a little different, but he's even more aroused when he watches Waver try not to make a sound. It makes him feel like he's doing this right, and soon he's back to the front. A hand through Waver's hair, fingers brushing his scalp...another hand on his chest, teasing the opposite nipple this time.]
You really are big. [Dylas' ears perk without any prompting, a sure sign to Waver that Dylas has just thought of something. It's his turn to look away, too, but he quickly brings his face back.] Is everything bigger?
[Miraculously, Dylas' tone is less sleazy and more genuinely curious. This is new to both of them. His hand moves to Waver's belt buckle as he waits for an answer. He'd know, right? Waver has checked to see if his dick is bigger by now, right?]
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If you start looking away, I'm going to get nervous. I'm not that hard to look at, am I?
[He does think he's a little hideous, but there are better times to address that than in the bedroom. Right now, his focus is on Waver. He runs his hand over his arm, gives it a squeeze, then smiles as he realizes just how wimpy Waver doesn't look again. This time, though, he's feeling it beneath his hands. This is a man's body, and his tail sets to swishing as he realizes he likes that, too.]
It's not too much, is it? I, uh...you know. Don't want to overwhelm you.
[But even now he's back to running his hands over Waver's body, reaching behind him, feeling his back. He's bigger all over, and his skin feels a little different, but he's even more aroused when he watches Waver try not to make a sound. It makes him feel like he's doing this right, and soon he's back to the front. A hand through Waver's hair, fingers brushing his scalp...another hand on his chest, teasing the opposite nipple this time.]
You really are big. [Dylas' ears perk without any prompting, a sure sign to Waver that Dylas has just thought of something. It's his turn to look away, too, but he quickly brings his face back.] Is everything bigger?
[Miraculously, Dylas' tone is less sleazy and more genuinely curious. This is new to both of them. His hand moves to Waver's belt buckle as he waits for an answer. He'd know, right? Waver has checked to see if his dick is bigger by now, right?]