Besides molting, do you think it's possible for Stliskin to have prehensile tongue? If so how do you think Lacey would discover this?
Stiltskin moults: Part 1, *Part 2
This is set significantly earlier chronologically in the same ‘verse.
(sorry it’s taken a while, I had to have a think about how best to approach it...)
She hadn’t been sure at first whether ice-cream would be one of the things Rumplurians could eat- the list of places she and Stiltskin had been unable to go on dates to due to his specie’s natural diet not being catered for was, from unfortunate experience, quite long- but he had assured her the week before that they could indeed ingest lactose without issues.
Now they were sitting on a park bench in the sunshine, her with a cone of mint-chocolate-chip, him with a cone topped with two scoops of vanilla, settled back and enjoying the sunshine. She closed her eyes for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of the summer breeze and the birdsong in the air and her boyfriend sat at her side.
...who was suddenly moving around, unexpectedly.
Her eyes snapped open to see his tongue dart out to catch a drip from her ice-cream, the appendage reaching a good few inches away from his head to lick it before it dropped on her hand or her sundress. She blinked, her hand jerking in surprise, but before she could drop the ice cream somehow his tongue had shot out even further, wrapping around the cone to steady it.
She brought up her other hand to take the cone back, and he returned to his previous position as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, only noticing a few seconds later her wide eyes fixed on his mouth.
“What?” he asked, a nonplussed look on his face as he took another lick of his own ice-cream, her eyes following his mouth’s every move.
“Y... Your tongue...” she stammered.
“What about my tongue?”
“Erm... it’s a bit... different...” He gave her a quizzical look.
“Like the rest of me, Lace.” He replied, licking the ice cream again, and a heat surged through her insides. She tugged him closer, leaning up to whisper in his ear where she’d like to see his tongue, and relished the forest-green blush erupting across his cheeks a second later.
