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[Amazing. There's another indignant sound when Dick's fingers brush over him and he's trying to bite him again but doesn't get far. The kiss is nice and acceptable though and when Dick is stripped and on his hands and knees Junpei...uselessly, kisses the back of his neck and lets both hands delve straight into the wings to touch the new feathers and press and rub at the space between his back and his wings.

Suffer.]

This is really kind of weird, right? It's not just me? [He says as he scratches lines into Dick's back because he can.]

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[ oh it is absolutely not just junpei on the weird scale! which is why when he presses into the wings there's a loud, startled moan as dick's back curves a little inward and then, sometime when he's scratching at his back-- his shiny new pitch black wings unfurl to their full length!

probably slamming straight into junpei in the process, this is a lot of wing span. they are proportionate. was it worth it, junpei. was it. ]

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[The wings unfurl, Junpei's 100% not expecting it, and he gets caught in the ribs and arm with one before he goes flying off the bed with an indignant yelp. Farewell! This was not worth it and he hits the floor with a loud thud and a whine.]

Dude!

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[ DICK IS SOMEHOW BOTH MORTIFIED AND LOSING IT, barely able to hold himself up from his sudden laughter at how unexpected that was. his wing curls around to hide his face so junpei can't see him blushing. it hides like. a hell of most of his upper half tbh and dick has to. physically move some feathers at the tip to peek down at junpei ]

Sorry-- [ pfffthahah ] --dude, you okay? I didn't ... it was instinct, sorry. Oh, wow. That sounded like it hurt.

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[Stop! Laughing! Junpei's sitting on the floor very much the appearance of a disgruntled cat and his tail lashes out as he stares up at him.]

Wanna explain how that was instinct? [He's like. Only sort of mad. Mostly he's caught off-guard and he hates that even on a good day. But he's up on his knees to lean his elbows on the edge of the bed.]

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[ dick gets off his hands to just stare down at junpei while kneeling on the bed himself. he has at least stopped laughing now? his wing still. furled in front of him, though lowered for censorship now. he ... shrugs??? ]

I don't know, dude. Never had wings before. It felt good, they stretched out?

[ he's half-mindedly preening some feathers the whole time he talks without noticing ]

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[He's...watching him preen for a moment, reaching out and swatting at a low-hanging feather. He's just letting this happen because it's kind of funny, it's fine.]

I'm not gonna stop touching them. [Just throwing that out there.] But maybe don't kick me off the bed this time? [And he's getting up to crawl back onto the mattress, hand running over some feathers.]

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I promise if I kick you off the bed again it'll be on purpose.

[ dick? stop being an asshole. but god fine he GUESSES he should explain as junpei runs a hand over the feathers-- ]

Feathers by themselves aren't sensitive. They... itch when they're out of place? [ and saying is what makes dick finally notices he's preening and like. stops that so he can run a hand through his hair ] But when you get to the skin it's different.

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Kick me and I'm taking you down with me, Grayson. [But he's listening, sitting back on his knees for a second and the ears twitch curiously like he's debating. Dick stops preening which gives Junpei enough time to move in closer and let his fingers find that same patch of skin underneath the feathers and at Dick's back, casually rubbing the space there.]

Can't say I've ever been a bird person, but I can be convinced.

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[ this time he's aware enough to not just stretch out his wing and knock junpei on his ass like an asshole, but there's a low, quiet noise at the touch almost immediately. ]

... Don't know that that's a real bird thing. [ he's quick to point it out, head tilting to the side ] Only pets I ever had were... communal.

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[Thanks for being mindful of your wingspan. He's letting his fingers touch and at the same time he's going right back to marking up Dick's shoulders and neck with his teeth. However:]

Never had pets, but when we were at Dcom we had Gab. [It's quiet and not really important, just...talking for the sake of talking while he's more or less letting his fingers preen Dick's feathers and touch where he can.] He was a service dog, little thing...supposed to provide medical assistance because he had a collar filled with medicine but most of us just played with him. In some histories, he also saved our lives.

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[ it's terrible that dick lets him bite. he will learn to regret this later, but right now it feels... good and dick's going right back to being pliant and loose under junpei's touch. it's a very nice contrast. ]

That's why dogs are better than cats. [ it's a light tease, but, since they're sharing: ] The team's got Wolf. SB picked him up on a mission. [ that said, dick reaches up to pet junpei's head again ] You're more... bitey.

[ he sounds more contemplative than anything ]

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[He's kind of in a state of mind where he wants his hands everywhere and his teeth everywhere and just touching, so good thing Dick's fine with this. He'll regret it and Junpei himself probably will later, too. There's a harder nip, followed by a lick when Dick makes the comment about dogs.]

You nickname everybody don't you. Is Wolf an actual wolf? [A nuzzle follows, rubbing his cheek against Dick's shoulder blade.] Kinda thinking you don't mind that I am, actually.

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Not everybody. And yeah. Great naming skills on his part, I know. [ he has to take a second to think about that first part, which has less to do with his nicknaming ways and more with, y'know, dick being distracted by bities ] Maybe I don't mind ... but that's not helping with the cat jokes.

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Just the ones you like, right? [Tell him you like him, Dick. His nails scratch over Dick's back, one hand looping around to his chest as well even while he lets up on the bites for a moment. ] You'd make cat jokes even if I didn't bite...you were making them like two weeks ago. [But he lets his nose nuzzle at Dick's neck. ] I could stop if you really wanted me to...

[He says in a tone that says he has zero intention of doing so. ]

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... You got me there. [ of course he likes him, fool. dick brings a hand up to play with junpei's on his chest, head tilted to give him. more space to his neck LOOK ] You can bite. I don't mind.

[ he's going to regret that one very soon ]

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[He will definitely regret because Dick turns his head and gives him space to clamp down. It's nothing that'll really hurt but there's a possessiveness behind it that may seem a little unfamiliar. But Dick's hand find his and he settles for...holding it. Like a nerd. ]

Look nice with my marks anyway. [It's mumbled and mostly said to himself but he's still fascinated with Dick's wings and being weirdly patient for how aggressive he's being with his teeth.]

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[ yeah this is ... new. not the hand holding or junpei being a nerd, the possessiveness. at least as far as dick knows. he might still be pliant between the biting, the wing touching and the hand holding (gay), but his eyebrows raise at the comment.

not that he like, moves away at any point ]

Are you... being territorial right now?

[ it's hard to tell what his tone is, mostly because part of dick is kind of. pleased. at it. even though it's still absolutely ridiculous and funny. hm. bad ]

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...no? [He says, with Dick's shoulder in his mouth. But there's an almost apologists lick while he continues petting the space between wing and back. This apparently amuses him even while he's gripping Dick's hand with his own a little tighter.] ...shut up, I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

[It's embarrassing, sure, but Junpei is lowkey possessive on a good day. ] But you're here and I want you so...that's it.

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[ and. alright, someday dick is going to have to sit down and think about why hearing that felt. nice, but today is not that day, so instead he leans back a little further and grins at junpei ]

Well... I'm not opposed to it, so I'll give you a pass this week. [ he takes his other hand and tweaks junpei's ear ]

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[The ear twitches in Dick's hand and yet there's a curious and pleased sound all the same. There's a kiss before he nuzzles a little harder against Dick's head.]

Only this week huh? I see how it is. [Stop saying words. On the other hand now that Dick is nice and pliant, he realizes a problem. ]

...lube is on the other side of the bed. [Which means MOVING and he doesn't WANT TO.]

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You have to ask nicely after that.

[ he says it with a low laugh, implying they both live through to next week. and they will. i hate this. dick blinks a little at the. "problem" ]

That it is. Want me to get it?

[ dick says that and yet makes no move to actually do so ]

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[His hand slips down from the wings and toward Dick's lower back resting to grope his ass a bit instead of answering immediately. This is apparently asking nicely? Or it's Junpei being handsy, either or.]

I can grab it. [He also makes no move to do so and instead moves his head just enough to kiss him. That's definitely going to help.]

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[ it is super helpful, idk what you mean? it gives dick a better angle to start touching the cat ears again through the kiss. stop being a furry, dick. though he's smiling through it, mumbling a little against him in between kissing back: ]

Pretty sure the only thing you're grabbing is my ass.

[ can we truly blame junpei. it's a very nice ass. ]

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Like that's my fault. [He narrows his eyes a little, focusing on the kiss but squeezing his hand on Dick's ass a little harder to prove a point. God Dick is going to get clawed everywhere at this rate. Nevertheless, his hand does slowly drag nails over his back and his butt and back up, focusing on the touch as his tongue brushes Dick's. Sometimes you have to kiss and figure out stuff later, even if he's half-debating shoving his fingers in Dick's mouth and doing it that way.]