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@ghostlyvisage
A low, happy purr from the flightless seeker as armor flairs out and rattles quietly. "If your willing to give it.. a taste of your spike and a nice, hard frag..." Returning the nip as claws trace along his frame. "Think you'll be able to indulge me?"
One big bear paw of a hand lifts and gently, very gently runs over Ghost's back, playing lightly with seams.
"If that is what you want, I can give it. "
He's straddling him and giving Dreadwing a firm, hungry kiss.
Oof - !
Dreadwing looks up, then sits up on an elbow to return the kiss hotly. Someone seemed to read his mind.
Using sharp teeth, he nips at Ghost's mouth. "I take it you would like something...?"
The Seeker leans back a little, watching the little ornament suddenly get up and onto the table. Daringly, after Rung has sat down, Dreadwing runs the clawtips of one hand along the top of one of his thighs.
"I find this an agreeable trade. But, first..."
His free hand lifts, and a talon gently brushes the other's jaw, tempting him to lift his chin so that Dreadwing can lean in for a proper soft kiss.
{ @sin-cxde }
"... do you want to find out what equipment I have?"
That’s all the prompting Rung needs to go from sitting at the table to climbing up on top of it, carefully shifting around so he can sit on the edge in front of Dreadwing and smile up at him.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”