[Damn, he'd been trying so hard to not let that happen; the sight of Quentin's smug demeanor only solidifies what he almost said and the fact he had been doing his best to avoid it.] N-Nothing, [Kurt stuttered, mentally scolding himself for the stumble and the fact that his cheeks were starting to turn vibrant indigo again. Keep it together, is what he tells (mostly to) himself because this is apparently going to be one of those times that he forgets he's sitting with a telepath.
His hips jumped forward at the experimental touch, head lolling to the side to allow Quentin better access to where he was caressing his jaw. He pushed past the haze on his brain, reminding himself that he wasn't the only one here by curling the spade of his tail a little more firmly around Quentin's shaft and giving another languid, curious motion of his own.
Admittedly, he hadn't thought to ever use his tail for something like this and the warmth of pre-cum over the smallest point of the appendage was something that was slowly starting to grow on him each time he came back to the head of Quentin's erection. He brought one of his hands up, threading the digits through the other male's pink hair to use as leverage and tilt his head so he could dip back into Quentin's neck and sink his fangs into his throat, instantly applying pressure to start forming more bruises.]
it's okay!! /patpat
His hips jumped forward at the experimental touch, head lolling to the side to allow Quentin better access to where he was caressing his jaw. He pushed past the haze on his brain, reminding himself that he wasn't the only one here by curling the spade of his tail a little more firmly around Quentin's shaft and giving another languid, curious motion of his own.
Admittedly, he hadn't thought to ever use his tail for something like this and the warmth of pre-cum over the smallest point of the appendage was something that was slowly starting to grow on him each time he came back to the head of Quentin's erection. He brought one of his hands up, threading the digits through the other male's pink hair to use as leverage and tilt his head so he could dip back into Quentin's neck and sink his fangs into his throat, instantly applying pressure to start forming more bruises.]