[Even when Aak was silent, he was expressive. He lets out a pointed breath when Broca hums against him. The vibration feels good and he acknowledges not to do anything that might get teeth too involved. He doesn't loose his grip but it doesn't get any tighter either.]
[As the slow feeling-out portion starts, those fingers itch a bit with anticipation. The time gives him opportunity to think and he really rather wouldn't. If he had still held onto the washcloth from before, he probably would have just covered his face with it.]
[There's an impatient flick of the tail, with wet fur sticking up against the tile.]
C'mon, [he mumbles, about as close to pleading as he would let himself get.]
Not like you're gonna choke on it... [Big talk from the person who was receiving and not giving. Shouldn't it be simple? It had to be simple. Going slowly was clearly just a targeted attack on him.]
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[As the slow feeling-out portion starts, those fingers itch a bit with anticipation. The time gives him opportunity to think and he really rather wouldn't. If he had still held onto the washcloth from before, he probably would have just covered his face with it.]
[There's an impatient flick of the tail, with wet fur sticking up against the tile.]
C'mon, [he mumbles, about as close to pleading as he would let himself get.]
Not like you're gonna choke on it... [Big talk from the person who was receiving and not giving. Shouldn't it be simple? It had to be simple. Going slowly was clearly just a targeted attack on him.]