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[crimeson]

Can't say as I've been called that one before.

[snuggling up]

[eggstinction]

I could admire your muscles instead. I like those too.

[nuzzles shamelessly, relishing the addition of randy's warmth to all familiar scents and sounds of home]

Tomorrow you can pick a room for your own, if you want, but let me keep you here tonight.

[of course he hopes randy will share his nest more often than not, but everyone should have a private space! moon flicks his tail, gesturing towards some of the doors leading off his room. they were built as consort chambers or playrooms for hatchlings, but one is blocked by a bookcase and another is crowded by potted plants... moon hasn't had to use the rooms in a while]

[crimeson]

I'm not in a rush to get away from you, darlin'.

[soft-voiced, tipping his head to follow the gesture, then just rolling onto him.]

[eggstinction]

[wraps his arms around him and rumbles softly /// squished]

I cannot beg all your time. Nor do I have to be so precious with it... We have more than nights or hours together now, we will have years.

[crimeson]

It's cute if you monopolize me for a while, though, you know?

[eggstinction]

I would be happy to do so.

[crimeson]

Do.

[kissssss]

[eggstinction]

[croons throatily and tangles his claws in randy’s hair, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. can do, will do, doing!]

[crimeson]

[yessss, yes good, shifting so he's straddling him, legs hitched over his lowest pair of arms, just kissing the hell out of his Moon]

[eggstinction]

[nevermind crooning, he moans, arching up under him. they both know moon could roll them easily, just sit up and scoop randy up on those arms, but he won't. there's no thought except to hold onto his mate until they're both breathless.]

[crimeson]

[all the soundproofing in the world didn't make randy less aware of the presence of others. but Moon's quarters have plenty of empty rooms in and around them, so he doesn't feel bad nipping at his lover's lips with newly re-blunted teeth and pressing him into the bedding.

strength is entirely about sexiness, in their bed, and right now it's very sexy of Moon to hold himself back.]

[eggstinction]

[moon likes his privacy from court, and privacy they’ll have. even the guards on patrol only dare to glance at his balcony from afar.

moon nips back with still-sharp fangs and works his hands up under randy’s shirt to cling to his back. his claws scratch, only dulled enough to not be dangerous— randy’s only human now, but he’s nothing fragile.]

[crimeson]

[those scratches, those nips pull an approving hum from Randy, low and throaty. it's good that Moon doesn't have any illusions about his sturdiness, about his fondness for a little manhandling somehow going away.

his hands skate down, leaving his weight alone to pin Moon, tracing around ball joints and where armor meets skin, teasing.]

[eggstinction]

[moon is very much enjoying that sturdiness right now, straining against randy's weight with every new spot teased]

Those are sensitive...

[as if he didn't know, as if he couldn't tell with how moon's claws flex when their respective joints are touched, kneading]

[crimeson]

Good.

[he practically purrs, sliding down to mouth at one of his joints filthily]

[eggstinction]

[even as vocal as he can be, moon has to cover his mouth, badly muffling the shuddering moan that pulls out of him. he pants, biting at his own claws.]

Oh, love—

[crimeson]

Mmhmmm?

[smug. the cat's gotten into the cream, and he's not at all shy about licking where ball meets socket, with a light scrape of teeth against carapace.]

[eggstinction]

It feels— different— under my scales...

[moon whines and tugs on randy's hair— smug!! —before shivering again. his claws scratch empty air, flexing helplessly for every pass over their shoulder.]

[crimeson]

[a pleased hum at the hair tugging, and keeping it up, letting his hands roam to tease at more joints, more places where armor meet skin.]

[eggstinction]

[his carapace is as hard as anything, a perfect shield against claws and fangs, but his armor is defenseless against clever fingers and a soft, warm mouth. moon squirms, grasping at randy with what arms aren't made weak, both getting his hands under randy's clothes and trying to pull them off at the same time]

[crimeson]

[laughing and wiggling encouragingly, happy to help Moon's many hands uncover him, so very emboldened by how much this is taking his lover apart.]

[eggstinction]

[moon trills breathlessly back, roused by randy's laughter]

Proud of yourself...?

[crimeson]

[withdrawing enough to talk, lips still brushing where skin and carapace meet.]

Should I not be? Working you up so much.

[eggstinction]

[brushes his knuckles tenderly across randy's cheek. not with the arm that's being mouthed over, that one's scratching its claws against the rush floor]

No, by all means... I feel bare before you, more than unarmored, more than naked.

[crimeson]

...You've got such a way with words, love.

[nuzzles into his touch, shifting to press a kiss to his fingers.]