[Adrian might be a little worried if he didn't already know that Rosso just sounds like this. He's a very shouty guy and even when he talks sometimes he sounds like he's yelling, so it's fine. He is going to try too be careful not to go at it too hard, but also...he's under the assumption Rosso can take it because he's fucked himself with toys before, SO.]
Dunno. Ask the Fog, maybe?
[His big hands used to be a point of frustration and embarrassment. But now, as he works his finger in to gently stretch Rosso open, he's realizing maybe it's not so bad...]
[Rosso can take it! He's just briefly alarmed by the fact that Adrian's goddamn fingers are so thick. What the fuck.]
I'm not asking God for shit. [He wants to kick Adrian, but not really. Just a gentle tap on the thigh with his hindpaws... Rosso refrains, though, because by the time he's considering it the consideration is gone. He is mewling, and the next words out of his mouth as he tenses and arches off the bed are simply:] Ihateyousomuch.
[He does not. His tail is very slightly wagging and he's clutching at the sheets and moaning. This is not what hate looks like.]
[Comes Adrian's reply as he digs in just a little bit deeper, deliberately seeking Rosso's prostate this time. He hopes he'd bark at him and say something before he gets too close, because he doesn't want to ruin the fun before he can actually get IN him. That said...nobody said he couldn't tease him while he did this, especially since he's been given this power.
Meanwhile, his other hand reaches out to hook around Rosso's hip, squeezing at his thigh in a manner that's pretty much exactly like a cat kneading, making biscuits against the skin.]
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Dunno. Ask the Fog, maybe?
[His big hands used to be a point of frustration and embarrassment. But now, as he works his finger in to gently stretch Rosso open, he's realizing maybe it's not so bad...]
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I'm not asking God for shit. [He wants to kick Adrian, but not really. Just a gentle tap on the thigh with his hindpaws... Rosso refrains, though, because by the time he's considering it the consideration is gone. He is mewling, and the next words out of his mouth as he tenses and arches off the bed are simply:] Ihateyousomuch.
[He does not. His tail is very slightly wagging and he's clutching at the sheets and moaning. This is not what hate looks like.]
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[Comes Adrian's reply as he digs in just a little bit deeper, deliberately seeking Rosso's prostate this time. He hopes he'd bark at him and say something before he gets too close, because he doesn't want to ruin the fun before he can actually get IN him. That said...nobody said he couldn't tease him while he did this, especially since he's been given this power.
Meanwhile, his other hand reaches out to hook around Rosso's hip, squeezing at his thigh in a manner that's pretty much exactly like a cat kneading, making biscuits against the skin.]