[Tavros considers that for a moment. He usually wears a button-down over his t-shirt anyway—sticking to that would make a lot more sense. Any further thoughts of dressing himself are eliminated, however, since suddenly he's being pulled upright, with a lapful of Dave, and that—that is a thing that is very okay. He narrowly avoids knocking his forehead against Dave's in all his teenage boy awkwardness, and laughs low in his throat, clearly nervous.
But before he can really ask, Dave is talking about hornjobs, and he gets a chill all up in his skin and down his spine. He nods, shallowly, because he know that this could end pretty damn badly if he doesn't have enough self control. So he keeps his breathing slow and shallow, eyes falling shut as Dave's mouth envelops his horn.]
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Date: 2011-11-08 07:30 am (UTC)But before he can really ask, Dave is talking about hornjobs, and he gets a chill all up in his skin and down his spine. He nods, shallowly, because he know that this could end pretty damn badly if he doesn't have enough self control. So he keeps his breathing slow and shallow, eyes falling shut as Dave's mouth envelops his horn.]
oH,
uH, dAVE, tHAT'S,,,
uH,
mMF,