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[ Y'ALL WANTED A POST FOR TREE~~FUCKING~~

COMMENT WITH SETTINGS I CAN ROLL WITH ANYTHING ]

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I can. It's a choice.

I see.

[ not... moving though. just still looking at him. ]

[8|a

Stands, and goes to him.]

[ watching.... ]

[Kisses]

[ his lips part a little in surprise but

reaching out, taking Tsuyu by the hips and gently pulling him forward ]

[He's almost moving closer before Sigmund has to pull, lifting a knee to the edge of the bed, hands resting just above Sigmund's elbows.

The kiss is brief, but Sigmund might feel the slightest press of sharp, sharp teeth against his lower lip before Tsuyu breaks it, pressing their foreheads together instead.]

[ my treething has bite

running his fingers over his own lips when Tsu pulls away, like he's checking for blood. he's torn between looking amused and surprised ]

Are you all right?

[There's no blood, and when he smiles his teeth are flat and human.]

Yeah, just forgot something.

[ sliding his hands up, cupping Tsuyukusa's face and brushing his thumb over his cheeks. ]

Sometimes I feel as though you are better suited to being a fox than a tree spirit.

[His eyes go half-lidded, and he leans openly into the touch.]

Well I did have a fox as a guardian for a century or so.

But go ahead. Tell me why.

Perhaps they rubbed off on you.

[ sliding one of his hands around to cup his neck, massaging gently. ]

.. perhaps it is best if I keep my thoughts to myself.

What? C'mon. Don't make me curious and then back out.

My apologies.

[ yeah he doesn't look sorry at all. ]

[Snorts, and kisses him again.]

[ okay he can do that

he'll even kiss back, letting his eyes slide shut and making a warm noise in his throat ]

[Tsuyu hums back, pleased, and slides a hand up to curl his fingers in Sigmund's hair.]

[ gonna

take him by the hips and pull him comfortably into his lap, kneading at his skin with his thumbs and tilting his head to kiss him deeply ]

[Tsuyu slides into his lap easily, straddling him, and makes pleased noises into the kiss.]

[ his hands slide around to the small of his back, pressing him closer, and Sigmund hums in return as he dips his fingers between the folds of his clothing to touch at bare skin. it's light, testing, like he's expecting Tsuyukusa to shove him away or tell him to stop at any moment, regardless of how receptive he's been to him so far ]

[There are those scars, of course, interesting texture the moment Sigmund touches bare skin. Tsuyu seems comfortable, though, the hand not preoccupied with Sigmund's hair starting to figure out how to get his shirt off of him.]

[ doop doop bad end au let's say a year or so in

natsume went on a ~secret quest~ and is knocking on celeste's portrait one night. ]

[at this point he probably can sense her coming, tbh. lets her in!]

Hey.

[ Has a bag! ]

Hi. Are you free for a few hours?

[bag... taking a cursory sniff at it.]

Sure. What's up?

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