[Incredibly brave, considering the fact that yes this dragon nearly ate you like 48 hours ago. Right now though, he may as well be as docile as a dog as Ain puts his hands on his mouth, again so small he can barely feel them.
Since Wolfwood is speaking to him telepathically, he's able to answer even as he opens up his mouth, his blue tongue lolling from his jaws a bit as he keeps it held open.]
Sure, sure...like this?
[Like his claws, they are fucking big. Big, and sharp. A single tooth is, again, about half the length of Ain's body in this form.]
Oh, your tongue's blue! Is it blue when you're a human man too? I missed that, I think, haha.
[He reaches INTO WOLFWOOD'S MOUTH and touches one of his long fangs. Why would you do this.
And then he reaches out for Wolfwood's tongue and slaps his hand down on it to feel the texture. Is it rough? Smooth??
This is real science. What they did last night was horny science, now Ain is doing real science and sitting down on Wolfwood's chest while he essentially gives him a dental exam.]
[Wolfwood is, like. Incredibly amused by Ain's boldness, here. Would you call this sort of thing bravery, or stupidity? He's not sure, but it's not like he's going to stop him. He just rumbles a laugh, the vibration carrying through Ain's body as he's careful to stay as still as he can while Ain is feeling around in his mouth.]
Yeah, though it's kinda darker I think? So I don't blame you.
[It's not something he really thinks about all that much, it just Is what it Is. Meanwhile, he's exhaling through his nose so Ain isn't getting blasted with his dragon breath, all while he feels the texture of his tongue which- as it turns out- is smooth in one direction and rough in the other. So kindof like a cat's, but also not???]
[He smooths his hand across it one way, then back the other way. It reminds him of those ugly-ass couch pillows that his mom likes to collect, the ones that are rough when rubbed one way and soft when rubbed the other, but are generally miserable to use as an actual pillow.
Then he giggles, and pulls his arm free and wipes the saliva off on Wolfwood's neck.]
Can you tilt your head so I can see your eyes better?
Why do you think Add uses his to lick himself so much?
[They don't have fur to groom, but they do still get dirty, and Add cannot STAND being anything less than mostly clean. He will undoubtedly either groom, or bathe, when he comes back. Probably both actually.
When Ain finishes his mouth exploration, Wolfwood will oblige by turning his head and peering at Ain with one giant eye, easily the size of a dinner plate he'd use at the castle. It's a vibrant blue with yellow sclera that make it stand out even more, the pupil slit yet constantly dilating and contracting as he tries to focus on the little human so close to his face.]
[Ain just has small human green eyes :) he patpats Wolfwood's cheek right under it while he looks into that eye, smiling as it tries to focus on him. Cool. He's never seen lizards up close before, especially not ones of this size, and he thinks it's cool how he can see all the patterns in his irises.
He giggles to himself and gives Wolfwood a kiss on the cheek, then slides back down, turns around, and scoots over to his lower half.]
Are your balls out all the time? [there he goes...]
[Yeah that took about as long as he thought it might. All these kisses he's getting, though...what did he do to deserve them? Hmm.
Wolfwood rumbles, the tip of his tail sweeping the floor as he watches Ain slide down his neck and land on his chest before turning around to scoot over onto his belly. And yeah, his sheath and balls are just Out, which...TECHNICALLY SPEAKING some dragons probably don't look like this, but Wolfwood and Add definitely do, so.
Balls. They're there.]
Yeah. That ain't a problem, is it?
[At least his dicks are put away, that's just a normal feature.]
No, I was just wondering. You alarmed me when you were in human form standing over me with food because I looked up and all I saw were nuts. [You can imagine how this might be alarming... or, well, Wolfwood can't but anyone else probably could.] I was wondering if that carried over, is all. Haha, it's not an issue, you're basically a wild animal, but it's kind of funny... we humans really like our modesty.
[And that whole thing about how they get cold, which, yeah. They do need clothing to keep themselves safe from the elements.
...
He is not gonna touch the sheath even though he really wants to.]
Can you help me get down? I want to look at your tail.
[Listen if Ain ever wants to touch the sheath he is allowed, he just needs to ask himself how prepared he is to lick a cock that’s almost as tall as he is.
Nevertheless, Wolfwood rumbles in acknowledgement and lifts Ain down carefully, back to the cave floor where he can scoot about as he pleases.]
I get humans get cold or whatever, but bein’ shy over not wearin’ shit is dumb. We all start out not wearin’ shit!! Ain’t like you pop out wearin’ pants.
[Implying he wouldn't love to figure out how to stimulate a cock that's almost as tall as him... Ain's a freak he wants to figure things out. He's growing a lot more comfortable with that idea Very fucking quickly, huh...
Set down on the bedding again, he goes over to Wolfwood's tail. There is Hole, but he's ignoring this because yeah wow that's exactly where hole should be. He's more interested in feeling the scales on the underside, and petting the top of it. Things like that. He doesn't have a tail, obviously, nor did he get to touch Add's too much... he's a little more than fascinated, to be honest.
Patpat.]
I know, but I guess it's a societal thing... I do need to get some more clothes for myself eventually if I'm going to stay here. I could probably sew something, haha.
[Though there’s the urge to wiggle his tail, Wolfwood stays as still as he can so as to avoid smacking Ain with it. Add’s is thinner, whereas his is a lot thicker. One wrong smack and you’d either be unconscious or in a lot of pain.
Wolfwood gives a pleased rumble regardless. Mmm yes keep petting him please.]
If I know Add, he isn’t raiding a caravan just for medicine. He’ll prolly try to find you clothes too. More food you’d like to eat maybe.
[ONLY Ain would say this about Add. Only him. And while he's squishing Wolfwood's tail, too, poking and prodding at the thicker parts of his tail before moving down to the lower parts. Is it a spaded tip? Ridges on his spine? Fur? Patpatpat.]
Do you store fat in your tail like some small lizards do? Like geckos?
In his own way...yeah. He'd deny it if you called him out on it, though.
[But that's why Add does these things under the cover of "I HAVE to do this" or "I'm just doing this so you don't die, idiot", etc. He doesn't actually care baka etc.
Wolfwood's tail does in fact have a spaded tip that comes to a point, with ridges that run down the spine unlike the fur that Add has.]
Haha...yeah, I guess you could say that. Explains why it's so big, huh?
[He love fat tail... But Ain goes on to touch the spaded tip, pulling it over his legs while he knocks on it and feels along the edge of it. Firm. Hard. Ain wonders if Wolfwood could kill someone with this, as he touches some of the ridges near the tip of Wolfwood's tail.]
Uh-huh. But I bet it's also muscular, too. Don't you guys use tails for balance? A lot of animals do. I wish humans had tails...
[Honestly, if he REALLY wanted to? Odds are yes he probably could kill someone with it. Maybe he has, it's hard to truly say. Regardless, his tail wiggles a little as Ain holds it in his lap, and to Ain it's going to be much heavier compared to Add's, like he's got a weighted blanket thrown over his thighs. Not an uncomfortable feeling though, to be sure.]
We do, yeah. Helps us fly too. S'far as I know, you'd have a real damn hard time flyin' if you didn't have a tail to keep you balanced in the air. Humans not havin' tails is weird to me. How do ya'll keep your balance otherwise?
[TOES...Well if Ain is going to stick his foot out like that, then don't blame him when Wolfwood leans in reeeal close and gives his foot a big old sneef.]
Yeah, but where are your claws? You ain't gonna get anywhere with those tiny little stubs.
[Yeah see humans have advanced past the need for claws, it's called knives-
Wolfwood gives a sort of rumbling grunt that a dog might when being pushed over as he carefully moves from his back to his belly, flattening out on the cave floor like a pancake so he can stretch a wing out for Ain to look at. His wings are, expectedly, massive to be able to support the weight of a fully grown dragon. They have a pretty sort of blue/black ombre with little almost shimmery sparkles from the way his scales are overlaid between the thin bones that make up the wing "fingers", with the leathery flaps in the middle dotted with tears and holes from old battle scars.]
[And Ain wiggles right under Wolfwood's wing so he can look at it that way, running his hands across the smooth membrane and avoiding any of the holes and tears. Poor baby.]
We don't need claws. We wear shoes. I didn't have any on when you kidnapped me, because we don't sleep with our shoes on.
[Ain's only clothes are the silken shirt, pants, and his undies. He has no socks or shoes, so his tootsies are cold all the time.]
[His poor tootsies...hopefully Add comes back with some decent clothing for Ain, including shoes because these two sure don't have ANYTHING like that here. Any human ensembles they have are uh...armor. You know, from knights that used to be alive but very much are not anymore, rip.]
Are they? Nah, I didn't know. Kinda hard to see my own wings without a mirror.
[He stretches them out for emphasis as he says that, though typically they do become much smaller when he's in his human form. Even then though, they're still pretty big.]
I do, yeah. They're pretty... [He draws his fingertips down one of the finger bones, giggling to himself. Wolfwood is a pretty dragon, he thinks. Pretty and giant and warm, and having that wing over him like a blanket is keeping him from freezing while he pokes and prods.] They don't hurt where they're damaged, do they?
[For Ain, it's so big it's like he's sleeping under a tent. He could easily create a pillow-fort out of this dragon wing, assuming he could convince Wolfwood to stay still long enough.]
Mmm...nah, not really. Sometimes a little when it gets real cold, but they're old wounds.
[Even now, the sunlight coming in through the cave entrance filters through the small holes in his wings near the edges, dotting Ain's face and skin like stars.]
[And then he wigglewaggles his fingers over the upper part of the membranes near the bones proper, avoiding the scars but definitely trying to see if Wolfwood is a ticklish dragon.]
[Oh, he realizes what's happening seconds too late. Ain reaches up to start wiggling his fingers against his wings, tickling the sensitive membranes, and Wolfwood starts falling into a giggle fit that very much sounds like what you'd imagine if a dragon started to laugh. Like a lizard chortling at you. Very deep, with a lot of clicks and rumbling sounds. He rolls over, his tail wiggling across the floor, and it's about this time that Add flies back into the cave with a sack in his mouth, landing on all four paws just in time to watch Wolfwood throw his head back like AAA-]
What! He said he wanted to see! I ain't done nothin' wrong.
He isn't supposed to be moving around!
[Add SIGHS as he drops the bag and grabs it with a claw so he can turn it over to upend the supplies inside.]
Come over here so I can check to make sure you aren't bleeding through your bandages. I brought some clothes for you to change into.
[Wolfwood remains on his back like u_u He's not moving-
Ain, meanwhile, will see that Add did make good on his trip. All of this stuff is........definitely stolen, but he has brought some changes of clothes (they're all commoner fare, tunics and slacks and the like, but they're clean and a lot warmer than silk), as well as some actual medicine and potions that were being brought to the Kingdom for sale. There are a few packed ingredients as well, like sugar and flour in tightly wrapped bundles. There's even some dry rice in the mix.]
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Since Wolfwood is speaking to him telepathically, he's able to answer even as he opens up his mouth, his blue tongue lolling from his jaws a bit as he keeps it held open.]
Sure, sure...like this?
[Like his claws, they are fucking big. Big, and sharp. A single tooth is, again, about half the length of Ain's body in this form.]
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[He reaches INTO WOLFWOOD'S MOUTH and touches one of his long fangs. Why would you do this.
And then he reaches out for Wolfwood's tongue and slaps his hand down on it to feel the texture. Is it rough? Smooth??
This is real science. What they did last night was horny science, now Ain is doing real science and sitting down on Wolfwood's chest while he essentially gives him a dental exam.]
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Yeah, though it's kinda darker I think? So I don't blame you.
[It's not something he really thinks about all that much, it just Is what it Is. Meanwhile, he's exhaling through his nose so Ain isn't getting blasted with his dragon breath, all while he feels the texture of his tongue which- as it turns out- is smooth in one direction and rough in the other. So kindof like a cat's, but also not???]
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[He smooths his hand across it one way, then back the other way. It reminds him of those ugly-ass couch pillows that his mom likes to collect, the ones that are rough when rubbed one way and soft when rubbed the other, but are generally miserable to use as an actual pillow.
Then he giggles, and pulls his arm free and wipes the saliva off on Wolfwood's neck.]
Can you tilt your head so I can see your eyes better?
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[They don't have fur to groom, but they do still get dirty, and Add cannot STAND being anything less than mostly clean. He will undoubtedly either groom, or bathe, when he comes back. Probably both actually.
When Ain finishes his mouth exploration, Wolfwood will oblige by turning his head and peering at Ain with one giant eye, easily the size of a dinner plate he'd use at the castle. It's a vibrant blue with yellow sclera that make it stand out even more, the pupil slit yet constantly dilating and contracting as he tries to focus on the little human so close to his face.]
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[Ain just has small human green eyes :) he patpats Wolfwood's cheek right under it while he looks into that eye, smiling as it tries to focus on him. Cool. He's never seen lizards up close before, especially not ones of this size, and he thinks it's cool how he can see all the patterns in his irises.
He giggles to himself and gives Wolfwood a kiss on the cheek, then slides back down, turns around, and scoots over to his lower half.]
Are your balls out all the time? [there he goes...]
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Wolfwood rumbles, the tip of his tail sweeping the floor as he watches Ain slide down his neck and land on his chest before turning around to scoot over onto his belly. And yeah, his sheath and balls are just Out, which...TECHNICALLY SPEAKING some dragons probably don't look like this, but Wolfwood and Add definitely do, so.
Balls. They're there.]
Yeah. That ain't a problem, is it?
[At least his dicks are put away, that's just a normal feature.]
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[And that whole thing about how they get cold, which, yeah. They do need clothing to keep themselves safe from the elements.
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He is not gonna touch the sheath even though he really wants to.]
Can you help me get down? I want to look at your tail.
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Nevertheless, Wolfwood rumbles in acknowledgement and lifts Ain down carefully, back to the cave floor where he can scoot about as he pleases.]
I get humans get cold or whatever, but bein’ shy over not wearin’ shit is dumb. We all start out not wearin’ shit!! Ain’t like you pop out wearin’ pants.
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Set down on the bedding again, he goes over to Wolfwood's tail. There is Hole, but he's ignoring this because yeah wow that's exactly where hole should be. He's more interested in feeling the scales on the underside, and petting the top of it. Things like that. He doesn't have a tail, obviously, nor did he get to touch Add's too much... he's a little more than fascinated, to be honest.
Patpat.]
I know, but I guess it's a societal thing... I do need to get some more clothes for myself eventually if I'm going to stay here. I could probably sew something, haha.
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Wolfwood gives a pleased rumble regardless. Mmm yes keep petting him please.]
If I know Add, he isn’t raiding a caravan just for medicine. He’ll prolly try to find you clothes too. More food you’d like to eat maybe.
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He's sweet, huh?
[ONLY Ain would say this about Add. Only him. And while he's squishing Wolfwood's tail, too, poking and prodding at the thicker parts of his tail before moving down to the lower parts. Is it a spaded tip? Ridges on his spine? Fur? Patpatpat.]
Do you store fat in your tail like some small lizards do? Like geckos?
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[But that's why Add does these things under the cover of "I HAVE to do this" or "I'm just doing this so you don't die, idiot", etc. He doesn't actually care baka etc.
Wolfwood's tail does in fact have a spaded tip that comes to a point, with ridges that run down the spine unlike the fur that Add has.]
Haha...yeah, I guess you could say that. Explains why it's so big, huh?
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Uh-huh. But I bet it's also muscular, too. Don't you guys use tails for balance? A lot of animals do. I wish humans had tails...
[okay FURRY]
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We do, yeah. Helps us fly too. S'far as I know, you'd have a real damn hard time flyin' if you didn't have a tail to keep you balanced in the air. Humans not havin' tails is weird to me. How do ya'll keep your balance otherwise?
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Toes. And I think our legs are specifically specialized for it because we're bipeds. That's what a medical book I read once said.
[Humans are shaped in a funny way that somehow Works while also being completely evolutionarily inefficient.]
Can I see your wings? Or... A wing? That's the last part of you I haven't inspected.
[That's not true, you didn't get his horns or his nuts—]
God dreamwidth if you could like GIVE me a notif I'd appreciate it-
Yeah, but where are your claws? You ain't gonna get anywhere with those tiny little stubs.
[Yeah see humans have advanced past the need for claws, it's called knives-
Wolfwood gives a sort of rumbling grunt that a dog might when being pushed over as he carefully moves from his back to his belly, flattening out on the cave floor like a pancake so he can stretch a wing out for Ain to look at. His wings are, expectedly, massive to be able to support the weight of a fully grown dragon. They have a pretty sort of blue/black ombre with little almost shimmery sparkles from the way his scales are overlaid between the thin bones that make up the wing "fingers", with the leathery flaps in the middle dotted with tears and holes from old battle scars.]
no :)
We don't need claws. We wear shoes. I didn't have any on when you kidnapped me, because we don't sleep with our shoes on.
[Ain's only clothes are the silken shirt, pants, and his undies. He has no socks or shoes, so his tootsies are cold all the time.]
Your wings are sparkly. Did you know?
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Are they? Nah, I didn't know. Kinda hard to see my own wings without a mirror.
[He stretches them out for emphasis as he says that, though typically they do become much smaller when he's in his human form. Even then though, they're still pretty big.]
Do you like 'em? I know they're kinda banged up.
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Mmm...nah, not really. Sometimes a little when it gets real cold, but they're old wounds.
[Even now, the sunlight coming in through the cave entrance filters through the small holes in his wings near the edges, dotting Ain's face and skin like stars.]
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[......]
Do they tickle?
[And then he wigglewaggles his fingers over the upper part of the membranes near the bones proper, avoiding the scars but definitely trying to see if Wolfwood is a ticklish dragon.]
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[Oh, he realizes what's happening seconds too late. Ain reaches up to start wiggling his fingers against his wings, tickling the sensitive membranes, and Wolfwood starts falling into a giggle fit that very much sounds like what you'd imagine if a dragon started to laugh. Like a lizard chortling at you. Very deep, with a lot of clicks and rumbling sounds. He rolls over, his tail wiggling across the floor, and it's about this time that Add flies back into the cave with a sack in his mouth, landing on all four paws just in time to watch Wolfwood throw his head back like AAA-]
What are you idiots doing?
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Science~. He's letting me explore him to learn about dragons 'cause it's only fair after last night. You have to let me do it to you too~.
[They've been playing :) Ain has been crawling everywhere which is not what he's supposed to be doing.]
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What! He said he wanted to see! I ain't done nothin' wrong.
He isn't supposed to be moving around!
[Add SIGHS as he drops the bag and grabs it with a claw so he can turn it over to upend the supplies inside.]
Come over here so I can check to make sure you aren't bleeding through your bandages. I brought some clothes for you to change into.
[Wolfwood remains on his back like u_u He's not moving-
Ain, meanwhile, will see that Add did make good on his trip. All of this stuff is........definitely stolen, but he has brought some changes of clothes (they're all commoner fare, tunics and slacks and the like, but they're clean and a lot warmer than silk), as well as some actual medicine and potions that were being brought to the Kingdom for sale. There are a few packed ingredients as well, like sugar and flour in tightly wrapped bundles. There's even some dry rice in the mix.]
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