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[helluvamess]

"If you're hearing this then I can't be fucked answering right now or some other shit-covered fuckwich is going down on this boat so I'll get back to you when the fuck I can!"

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[The door to Blitzø's cabin looks like a typical shitty apartment door. Inside is pretty much exactly a shitty apartment. The door marked "Loona's room" does not open when tried and it appears that Blitzø himself sleeps on the couch. The walls are covered with images and drawings of horses, however every picture of Blitzø has his face scribbled over.]

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[reargunner]

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't slightly wary of just what kind of damage Blitz could do with those claws had he a mind to. There's something about the almost-danger that excites him though, and he can't help but grin as the imp tries to taunt him.

"I can do one or the other, y'know. How about you try me, and I'll show you just how many rounds I've got in me for someone who knows what they're doing."

[helluvamess]

Blitzø grins, liking how Cain's definitely up for a challenge or several, and swaps his fingers for winding his tail around the other man's length and starting to stroke him lazily.

"Alright, but better not fucking disappoint me." The very tip of his tail traces tiny circles around the head of Cain's cock and Blitzø occupies himself with climbing up further, nipping against Cain's chest and flickering his tongue against his skin in turns. He plans to leave a few bite marks behind at the very least, unless Cain tells him not to. Small reminders for the man later.

Working his way up and leans in for another kiss, still working Cain's length all the while.

[reargunner]

"Wouldn't dream of it."

Being human, he's admittedly not likely to be able to bring the level of interesting to the table that the imp might be used to (still trying to figure out what he's used to) but that doesn't mean he's going to lay back and just let everything happen to him.

That said, he's not complaining about the way that tail feels around his cock, either, and he hisses softly at the combination of sensations until the imp gets close enough for him to pull him to a hard, bruising kiss that comes with a sharp bite to his lower lip. There would be a point where he'd have to change gears - where the imp slowly inching towards getting him on his back would become uncomfortable - but for now, he's fine with how things are going.