[ The horn is definitely cheating, but at least the Perro is not much taller than him— he is, however, thankful when Hung leans down to bridge the gap. The other furry isn't the only one whose heart is beating wildly right now, because Six is definitely feeling anxious. He hates what this place makes him do.
But he steels himself, closing his eyes shut and all that. He tells himself to just rip off the bandaid, planting a quick kiss on Hung's maw because he wasn't exactly looking when he does so. ]
There. [ Don't mind the flush on his cheeks. Please stop perceiving. ] That should count for one.
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But he steels himself, closing his eyes shut and all that. He tells himself to just rip off the bandaid, planting a quick kiss on Hung's maw because he wasn't exactly looking when he does so. ]
There. [ Don't mind the flush on his cheeks. Please stop perceiving. ] That should count for one.
[ He's not going for number two, unless...? ]