Where does this lead? (Short Snip)
They held up a pinky, "pinky swear you won't run away."
He twisted in the relatively loose coils, "you don't plan on killing me and adding my bones to your collection, do you?" His pinky hesitantly went up to meet theirs.
"Definitely not, no, no, never." They answered without hesitation. Their crystal blue hue couldn't hold a lie without showing it.
"Then go ahead, show me this special place of yours." Their pink was utterly encompassed by their friends. He thought he had explored every aspect of this cavern, but according to them, he was wrong.
Their smile jumped with giddy delight and then wavered with worry. "O-okay." They swallowed, and he waited to be unwrapped from the coils entirely. Instead, his friend's tail tip pressed his back forward in the coils, closer to his friend's face.
A little closer, aren't we? What are they gonna say? Were they kidding? They didn't think I'd call their bluff? He chuckled softly at his thoughts. His eyes finally focused, seeing he was way too close. He had never seen their features so prominently, the slight curve to their nose, their smooth tawny skin, and the light scars at their lips. Speaking of, he started to feel his heart thumping. They're not going to kiss me, are they? I'm not that big; they'll cover my whole chest and face.
He said in his head. Even though he was flustered, he couldn't stop staring. He sincerely assumed his friend wanted to give him a kiss. He didn't know what that would mean for their relationship. He hadn't known them long, maybe a week at most. They were the first being he had seen in a while. They didn't move any closer. They kept a couple of inches distance.
He assumed they were waiting for him to move in the other ten percent. Oh, no, I...do I feel the same? Should I recuperate feelings? I want to avoid leading them on. I could ask for their cheek instead; that's friendly enough! He opened his mouth to say something, and his friend did first. They omitted a very light hiss when they opened it. He always thought that was cute, and their tongue stretched outward like they did when they yawned.
Except this time, it pressed at him due to their closeness. That's what he assumed at least. He expected them to pull back immediately, not for their tongue to caress more of his head and rest around his neck and shoulders.
Its pointed edge pressed his glasses upward and it's slick wetness made him shiver. He didn't wish to offend them.
"Quin, your tongue has taken quite a liking to me..." the last word of his jest barely left him. The unclosed, widely stretched jaw hovered over his head. Then their tongues muscle started to pull and guide him inside...
