[It is hard for Black Hat to not lunge up, wrap his arms and wings around Flug, and pull him down. Hard, but far from impossible, and growing easier and easier with each of Flug's ministrations. The tight grip on his shoulder keeps him from fully falling back, but his eye slowly lids and his head falls back, a bit of saliva beginning to pool at the corner of his mouth.
The rush of blood through his veins, an unpleasant dull roar of a reminder over the last week, slowly grows more and more welcome, not an affront to his existence, not at this moment, at least.
Of course, his head is quick to snap up when the kisses cease, a question on his tongue. Control he may be relinquishing, but he expects some level of quality from Flug!]
Why are you stopping? Get-
[He doesn't have a chance to notice Flug's blunder, because his vision is suddenly full of the scientist's face and his lips very occupied. So similar to when this all began. That hunger. Shoulder grip be damned, Black Hat drops himself flat on his back again, reaching up to wrap his arms around Flug's thin torso. Likewise, his long whip of a tail weaves its way up to lightly coil around the spider abdomen.]
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The rush of blood through his veins, an unpleasant dull roar of a reminder over the last week, slowly grows more and more welcome, not an affront to his existence, not at this moment, at least.
Of course, his head is quick to snap up when the kisses cease, a question on his tongue. Control he may be relinquishing, but he expects some level of quality from Flug!]
Why are you stopping? Get-
[He doesn't have a chance to notice Flug's blunder, because his vision is suddenly full of the scientist's face and his lips very occupied. So similar to when this all began. That hunger. Shoulder grip be damned, Black Hat drops himself flat on his back again, reaching up to wrap his arms around Flug's thin torso. Likewise, his long whip of a tail weaves its way up to lightly coil around the spider abdomen.]