[ What Yuzuki lacks in practical experience, he more than makes up for with patient, dedicated enthusiasm and the will to learn. He's already learning, and quickly — as fast as the kiss is slow. Testing and tasting, tasting and testing. Savouring … everything. ]
[ Yuzuki sinks slowly, indulgently, into the moment. Into the rising warmth and simmering heat of the kiss, and the lean, elegant lines of Macaque's body; he sways in close, an easy answer to Macaque's invitation, and his hum of appreciation is very nearly a purr. ]
[ His shadow, too, closes the distance, taking its counterpart's hand with a smile and a slow swish of its tail … and an unmistakable invitation to dance. ]
Macaque notices something during those first few moments. He can't believe it's hesitation; so, inexperience then. But Yuzuki picks it up extremely quickly, leaving Macaque purring softly and wondering what else he could learn so fast. Minor mystery presumably solved, Macaque focuses fully on kissing Yuzuki and not a damn thing else. The rest of the world could fall apart around them and he'd be hard pressed to pay it any mind.
Humming in approval when Yuzuki veers closer and sends his mind in a few very fun directions, Macaque keeps gently moving his claws through the fur at the nape of Yuzuki's neck. His other hand drifts a little, wanting to head for the base of Yuzuki's tail to see what lovely responses that might dredge up, but no. Not yet. Only the thought of dressing Yuzuki up all sharp and pretty makes Macaque want to limit this to just a kiss, for now. An entrancing kiss, granted. His tail finds itself wandering, swaying lazily back and forth until the tip finds Yuzuki's tail around his ankle and traces along it for a few inches before reversing and going back the way it came, only to repeat the same again.
Macaque's shadow curls close to Yuzuki's, smiling at their joined hands. It's other hand it moves to the shoulder of its counterpart, hoping that it'll take the invitation to move closer. It's shy in a way its master isn't, having never been beckoned in quite this way.
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[ Yuzuki sinks slowly, indulgently, into the moment. Into the rising warmth and simmering heat of the kiss, and the lean, elegant lines of Macaque's body; he sways in close, an easy answer to Macaque's invitation, and his hum of appreciation is very nearly a purr. ]
[ His shadow, too, closes the distance, taking its counterpart's hand with a smile and a slow swish of its tail … and an unmistakable invitation to dance. ]
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Humming in approval when Yuzuki veers closer and sends his mind in a few very fun directions, Macaque keeps gently moving his claws through the fur at the nape of Yuzuki's neck. His other hand drifts a little, wanting to head for the base of Yuzuki's tail to see what lovely responses that might dredge up, but no. Not yet. Only the thought of dressing Yuzuki up all sharp and pretty makes Macaque want to limit this to just a kiss, for now. An entrancing kiss, granted. His tail finds itself wandering, swaying lazily back and forth until the tip finds Yuzuki's tail around his ankle and traces along it for a few inches before reversing and going back the way it came, only to repeat the same again.
Macaque's shadow curls close to Yuzuki's, smiling at their joined hands. It's other hand it moves to the shoulder of its counterpart, hoping that it'll take the invitation to move closer. It's shy in a way its master isn't, having never been beckoned in quite this way.