defiant but only managing near breathlessness. “Like hell I'd give you that satisfaction...”
His tail betrays him, though, curling around Vander’s thigh, holding him close. Fingers flexing, Sil is [ itching ] to —
His tail betrays him, though, curling around Vander’s thigh, holding him close. Fingers flexing, Sil is [ itching ] to —
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He let goes of one of Sil’s wrist, as if he had successfully struggled off and falsely tuts in annoyance. ─
With those words, he stands up─ making sure to grind their crotches together ─
He blinks, his mind struggling to catch up as Vander stands, casually grabbing his beer like nothing —
His ears twitch, laying flat against his head as realization dawns. Oh, hell no. That smug, fucking—
“You—!” Sil sputters, scrambling upright, his tail swaying angrily behind him. The audacity. The sheer —