[ dan heng listens as well as he can, distracted as he is by caleb's gentle touch, by the way he carefully makes his way to the garter belt, popping the clasp open with practiced ease. a light shiver runs down his tail when caleb's knuckles brush his spine, and dan heng sinks his teeth into his lower lip.

a soft, breathless laugh passes his lips. ]

You're kind to say so, thank you. A shame that the dragons you know have not been interested in reading - perhaps because many are too large to easily enjoy a book meant for smaller hands.

[ and dan heng isn't a dragon - not.. entirely, at least. not full blooded. but it is a part of him nonetheless, so he will not argue it, instead exhaling softly as the belt falls, the small clasps still clipped to the tops of stockings, where they sink against his thighs, clinging. ]

I've never been in a relationship with one person, let alone two..