[ He pauses as his tail is grabbed, expression more arch than anything, but -- ah. Yes. He supposes he remembers that from the text. Granted he hadn't been wholly focused on the punishment the demons took from Wukong and Guanyin so much as Wukong's general trajectory and why everyone was defining the thing as "Monkey King Learns The True Meaning of Friendship". He hates that fucking book. ]
No tight pressure. [ Agreed. Biting being mentioned at all seems to indicate it's more than fine, so: noted. ]
[ He makes a sound when his tail is stroked, a low sound that's neither precisely hum nor purr, and obligingly moves closer when tugged. One leg sliding between Red Son's as he waits for that mouth to come to him and then kissing in a way that complements the moment, intense and defiant. ]
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No tight pressure. [ Agreed. Biting being mentioned at all seems to indicate it's more than fine, so: noted. ]
[ He makes a sound when his tail is stroked, a low sound that's neither precisely hum nor purr, and obligingly moves closer when tugged. One leg sliding between Red Son's as he waits for that mouth to come to him and then kissing in a way that complements the moment, intense and defiant. ]