[It may not be a knee as such, but it certainly is as sensitive as one would be when kissed. Grimm shudders, letting out a sigh in response to that touch, that voice.
He knows Ardyn's voice doesn't always sink into his body the way it does now. He also doesn't particularly mind. As moonblessings go, it could be worse.
Ardyn kisses his thigh, and Grimm threads a carapaced hand through Ardyn's hair, knocking the hat aside if Ardyn is wearing one.]
You spoil me.
[His aedeagus is already starting to emerge from its slit.]
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Date: 2019-12-20 07:24 am (UTC)He knows Ardyn's voice doesn't always sink into his body the way it does now. He also doesn't particularly mind. As moonblessings go, it could be worse.
Ardyn kisses his thigh, and Grimm threads a carapaced hand through Ardyn's hair, knocking the hat aside if Ardyn is wearing one.]
You spoil me.
[His aedeagus is already starting to emerge from its slit.]