[ that tongue... it's not like he sees it as a competition to see who has the more dexterous tongue, but there's no way murr is going to just let shylock in. it has to be a little rough, a little dirty; tongues gliding against each other, not a first time introduction but one that feels natural.
the feeling in his chest is one of happiness. pure, unadulterated joy. for shylock to give murr this kind of attention is unforgettable. he may be a creature of instinct and impulsivity, but this is the kind of thing he'll want to indulge in again and again. ]
Shylock...
[ it's a half-plead and half-pout, a whine as he reaches into his own trousers and grabs onto the other wizard's hand, holding it there so he can grind against shylock's fingers and palm. ]
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the feeling in his chest is one of happiness. pure, unadulterated joy. for shylock to give murr this kind of attention is unforgettable. he may be a creature of instinct and impulsivity, but this is the kind of thing he'll want to indulge in again and again. ]
Shylock...
[ it's a half-plead and half-pout, a whine as he reaches into his own trousers and grabs onto the other wizard's hand, holding it there so he can grind against shylock's fingers and palm. ]
... do you like it when I say your name?