[raven doesn't fight it, eager and already letting out a muffled sigh of relief and want when his lips meet dante's. he lets his hands find the base of dante's wings and tease there with his fingertips, pressing close]
[ he groans into the kiss - - the wings flutter, not enough that it would be an attempt to dislodge his hand but something to vent the feeling, his mouth parting and his free hand going to Raven's back to slide down his spine. ]
[raven arches into that touch, seeking out dante's tongue with his own, a low noise in the back of his throat. one hand stays at the base of his wings, trying to see if he can get them to flutter some more, while another moves up the back of dante's neck into his hair to find his horns and caress those as well]
[ there's a shudder that rolls through his body, including his wings - - successfully making them flutter again, his hand tightening in Raven's clothes before he lets go of his hair and tries to tug him into his lap, giving him more contact. ]
[he breaks the kiss for just a moment, drawing in a quick breath and climbing into dante's lap, his cheeks stained red. as soon as he's situated, he's kissing dante again, both hands in his hair now, rubbing at the base of his horns]
[ he's keeping his head tipped up to accommodate the angle of the kiss, a husky sound escaping as he feels the base of his horns touched - - they're more sensitive than the rest of the horns and that's apparent with how Dante arches under him, practically grinding up into him, both hands dropping now to hold Raven by his hips. ]
[a low moan comes rumbling out of raven's throat as dante's hips grind against him, ending on a husky chuckle as he rolls his hips, sinuous and deliberate. he curls his fingers around one horn, just holding onto it, coaxing dante's tongue into his mouth so he can suck on it]
[ there's something close to a growl in his throat and he uses his hold on Raven to encourage that pace, pulling down when he feels his hips move against him - - and his erection is obvious at this point, pressing up against the denim of his pants, wings spread as wide as they can behind him. ]
[raven shivers as he hears that, shifting his hips so he can grind against dante's erection, wanting to rile him up, though he's not unaffected. his own erection presses against dante's stomach, and with his free hand he reaches down between them to palm over dante's crotch]
[he bites down on a low groan and reluctantly leans away from dante--not climbing out of his lap, but stretching back so he can rummage in the tote bag. the movement makes his shirt ride up, showing off his hipbones, as well as his flexibility. when he returns, he's holding a small vial]
Have you used these before? They're the potions AlcheME makes.
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