i USUALLY, uH, hAVE TO TAKE IT ONE HORN AT A TIME, aLL MY T-SHIRTS HAVE, uH, sTRETCHED OUT NECKS—, o-oH,
[Dave's attentions are garnering a definite response from poor flustered Tavros, and his tongue against the base of Tav's horn is like a little swath of heaven. In response, he leans to the side as best he can, slipping a shaky hand up the side of Dave's shirt, fingers brushing against the side of his ribcage. Dave is warm and he smells like boy and Tavros thinks he's pretty nice-looking, for a human.]
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hAVE TO TAKE IT ONE HORN AT A TIME,
aLL MY T-SHIRTS HAVE, uH, sTRETCHED OUT NECKS—,
o-oH,
[Dave's attentions are garnering a definite response from poor flustered Tavros, and his tongue against the base of Tav's horn is like a little swath of heaven. In response, he leans to the side as best he can, slipping a shaky hand up the side of Dave's shirt, fingers brushing against the side of his ribcage. Dave is warm and he smells like boy and Tavros thinks he's pretty nice-looking, for a human.]