[he's not getting a response, but it's like he hasn't noticed. he's too hot and bothered to lie around and wait for the dragon's comprehension.]
Come on...
[he wriggles impatiently, eventually just dragging himself up to where their faces are sort of near each other. wherever he was going, he gets completely distracted by the sight of Irahl's neck, scales exposed. Robin's persistent writhing is quickly joined by clumsy kisses all over them.]
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Come on...
[he wriggles impatiently, eventually just dragging himself up to where their faces are sort of near each other. wherever he was going, he gets completely distracted by the sight of Irahl's neck, scales exposed. Robin's persistent writhing is quickly joined by clumsy kisses all over them.]
Play with me... [come on, Irahl, it'll be fun.]