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[there's a moment of silence, and then raven just smooths his hands over dante's chest and leans back, shaking his head]

Never mind. Come, I want to see you in the presents I bought. Take off your shirt.

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[ he tries not to make it obvious but it's still visible the way he relaxes, and he cracks a smile as he moves to tug his shirt off ]

Someone's eager.

Don't get too excited.

[he takes a seat on the picnic blanket and retrieves his first gift from the bag he brought; a black velvet shirt, loose and comfortable for the cooler weather]

Try it on. It may not be quite your style, but... well, I did my best to avoid ruffles and lace.

What a sweetheart.

[ he'll stay standing and lean down, taking the shirt and moving to slip it on. putting anything on with his wings if a bit of an adventure but he makes it! eventually! ]

[raven just watches]

... not bad. I've got one more.

[he holds out a sheer corset for men]

Kneel down and I'll help you put it on.

[ he blinks, working the FIRST shirt off and then kneeling down for him ]

Good, 'cause there's no way in hell I'd be gettin' that on otherwise.

[he rises up on his knees and works carefully, making sure nothing catches on dante's wings, and then laces everything up, running his fingers up dante's sides once everything is cinched. he looks Big Pleased, purring if he could do so]

Your unit wears far stranger things, to my eyes. It looks good on you, Dante.

[ once he feels the squeeze of the cinch he lets his wings stretch to the side ]

Gotta say I don't mind it as much as I thought.

[his fingers drag up to dante's shoulders, and then behind to caress the ridges of his wings]

I suppose you do clean up alright.

[ there's a shudder, his wings tightening back up like a reflex -- they're sensitive!! ]

What -- didn't I clean up nice enough for dinner?

[he grins and keeps doing it, leaning in close]

That was fine. But there are ways to dress a man up other than borrowing his brother's suit. I like how you wear this one, too.

[ he leans a bit back, the wings stretching out again -- like he's affording him more access ]

Mm. I mean, I don't wanna wear his clothes all the time, so it's a nice gift.

[raven takes it eagerly, fingers touching as much as he can, lowering his head to drag his lips along dante's jawline]

You should thank me, you know.

[ he tips his head, with a little laugh, a pleased rumble in his throat; ]

With words or somethin' else?

I think I deserve both, don't you?

[nips at dante's ear, teasing]

Well thank you.

[ and -- he'll be turning, rotating so he can reach up and grab for Raven's hair to try to drag him into a kiss ]

[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]

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