-=wings can be used for more than just flying, he's discovered. they're good for holding on so that his hands are free to slide up along the back of dave's thighs, over his ass and up his back. he meets that kiss with equal hunger, groaning against the other's lips.
his brow raises when he hears that click and he smirks, waiting expectantly with a not so subtle wriggle of his hips up against dave's.
and then there were fingers and it's slippery and beautiful and oh god. there was still that instinct to try and spread his legs, but he can't because they don't exist and it makes him feel a bit stuck. his mouth drops open and he breathes hotly across dave's skin, shuddering hard as the ache of being stretched eases as those fingers move.
he swallows harshly, then dips his head to press his mouth against dave's throat, flickering his tongue against the pulse=-
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his brow raises when he hears that click and he smirks, waiting expectantly with a not so subtle wriggle of his hips up against dave's.
and then there were fingers and it's slippery and beautiful and oh god. there was still that instinct to try and spread his legs, but he can't because they don't exist and it makes him feel a bit stuck. his mouth drops open and he breathes hotly across dave's skin, shuddering hard as the ache of being stretched eases as those fingers move.
he swallows harshly, then dips his head to press his mouth against dave's throat, flickering his tongue against the pulse=-