Sleeping on your back is going to be hard. They sound . . . sturdy, though.
[ Sturdy enough that he won't break one just by leaning back, at least.
Those pleased hums continue as she strokes down the 'fingers', runs the curve of her finger under the webbing . . . it's so stretchy, and supple, the fainest echo of his heartbeat through those tiny veins . . .
Her hand comes to rest between wings, warm on his back, and she gives the softest of huffs at the suddenly muddled sound. Fabric. ]
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[ Sturdy enough that he won't break one just by leaning back, at least.
Those pleased hums continue as she strokes down the 'fingers', runs the curve of her finger under the webbing . . . it's so stretchy, and supple, the fainest echo of his heartbeat through those tiny veins . . .
Her hand comes to rest between wings, warm on his back, and she gives the softest of huffs at the suddenly muddled sound. Fabric. ]
Take of your shirt?