[Tonic might have been a little disappointed if there weren't teeth, after everything they've talked about. he knows full well that Tek could be mean if he wanted to. predator, and all that.
he's a little hesitant to let Tek leave and trail down his jaw at first, but then something about having a mouth close to his neck changes his mind entirely--and with a grateful sound, he tilts his head away to give the dragon another open invitation. the hand on the back of his neck drags nails over his skin, lightly, as thanks.
he thinks of saying something stupid, like, "maybe next time I will let you get me drunk"... but it's too many words, and might be misconstrued, and really, he doesn't want to risk breaking the spell that they're under. so he keeps quiet, content to bask in a little well-earned affection.]
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he's a little hesitant to let Tek leave and trail down his jaw at first, but then something about having a mouth close to his neck changes his mind entirely--and with a grateful sound, he tilts his head away to give the dragon another open invitation. the hand on the back of his neck drags nails over his skin, lightly, as thanks.
he thinks of saying something stupid, like, "maybe next time I will let you get me drunk"... but it's too many words, and might be misconstrued, and really, he doesn't want to risk breaking the spell that they're under. so he keeps quiet, content to bask in a little well-earned affection.]