[Aymeric curls a hand around the other's horn. Much better to move his head around with. He glances between his face and the slowly exposing underneath of his coat.]
Faster. I'm not feeling patient at the moment. [As he pulls his head to the side by his horn, exposing his neck. He presses kisses and warning bites against the unscaled skin there, then tonguing the jagged edge of his scales. His other hand goes to Kiehl's groin through his clothing, exploring.]
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Faster. I'm not feeling patient at the moment. [As he pulls his head to the side by his horn, exposing his neck. He presses kisses and warning bites against the unscaled skin there, then tonguing the jagged edge of his scales. His other hand goes to Kiehl's groin through his clothing, exploring.]