( The way those hips move and that moan have Bruce's eyes lifting to Miya's face, watching as him carefully as he presses his teeth harder into that pale skin. Color blossoms under the attention, and when he's satisfied with the mark he's left, he takes his time dragging his teeth over the soft skin further. Along the front of his hips, tasting the soft skin.
He pulls away long enough to look down at Miyano, at the bindings of his hands and wrists. Troublesome.
One of those large hands moves, flicking his fingers sharply in the direction of one of the bindings. A gray flame erupts on the surface of each, burning through the material enough that it falls away and leaves his hands free, the fire never touching or burning that beautiful pale skin. Satisfied, he sits back on his knees, thick thighs spread and shamelessly showing the outline of his hardening cock. )
Get on your hands and knees. ( The length of his tail twitches briefly behind him before it moves, moving around him and letting the soft, warm spade at the tip of his tail graze along the inside of Miya's thighs, touching and feeling as he waits. )
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He pulls away long enough to look down at Miyano, at the bindings of his hands and wrists. Troublesome.
One of those large hands moves, flicking his fingers sharply in the direction of one of the bindings. A gray flame erupts on the surface of each, burning through the material enough that it falls away and leaves his hands free, the fire never touching or burning that beautiful pale skin. Satisfied, he sits back on his knees, thick thighs spread and shamelessly showing the outline of his hardening cock. )
Get on your hands and knees. ( The length of his tail twitches briefly behind him before it moves, moving around him and letting the soft, warm spade at the tip of his tail graze along the inside of Miya's thighs, touching and feeling as he waits. )