[Melqal shows that same desperation in his kiss as a hand slides up to Morax's shoulder, fingers squeezing gently; another reminder to himself that the being wrapped around him is, indeed, his long lost lover. the tail wrapped around his waist and leg do provide the comfort he remembers, the gentle heat radiating off the spirit like warm stone on a sunny day. he recalls the first time he was allowed to touch Morax's tail, a testament to the trust the other had in him, and ever since then, he always wanted it under his touch in some capacity.
he nearly asks what Morax had meant before he's pulled into another series of kisses; both hands now roaming his body, remembering every muscle, every curve and dip of his body. the firmness in some places, but the softness in others. it's as he remembers; nothing has changed. it's pleasing, to say the least, though, he does have to wonder about something, especially after what Morax says next]
Mm... I would not say no...
[it's the same thought Melqal has; if Dohalim would be alright about it. he's had his fair share of intimate encounters, so it's not as if he's prudish in that regard, but... perhaps he can ask, if it gets to that point]
However... I do have to wonder if you're still sensitive here.
[his fingers trail to the base of Morax's tail, touch featherlight and teasing, just to test the waters. Morax can rile him up, yes, but Melqal knows just how much of a begging, desperate mess he can render the elemental just by this touch alone]
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he nearly asks what Morax had meant before he's pulled into another series of kisses; both hands now roaming his body, remembering every muscle, every curve and dip of his body. the firmness in some places, but the softness in others. it's as he remembers; nothing has changed. it's pleasing, to say the least, though, he does have to wonder about something, especially after what Morax says next]
Mm... I would not say no...
[it's the same thought Melqal has; if Dohalim would be alright about it. he's had his fair share of intimate encounters, so it's not as if he's prudish in that regard, but... perhaps he can ask, if it gets to that point]
However... I do have to wonder if you're still sensitive here.
[his fingers trail to the base of Morax's tail, touch featherlight and teasing, just to test the waters. Morax can rile him up, yes, but Melqal knows just how much of a begging, desperate mess he can render the elemental just by this touch alone]