[This is one of those situations where the practical application of a skill is far more instructive than simply watching a demonstration of it. How, he'd always wondered, was this something people enjoyed?
With York's hot breath against him and the gentle yet firm prodding of his tongue and the final chill of that last breath, and damned if he isn't indeed squirming against the bed.]
Yes. I like this very much.
[Maybe he should just stick to non-vocal for now. It's much easier to form words, especially since those words can be wrapped around an echo of the sensations he's feeling right now, in case York needs proof that he is in fact good. Not that these sensations are anything new to York, of course, but to Delta it's fresh, new, tinged with just a little bit of wonder that something can feel this good</>.]
action; Day 138, late evening
With York's hot breath against him and the gentle yet firm prodding of his tongue and the final chill of that last breath, and damned if he isn't indeed squirming against the bed.]
Yes. I like this very much.
[Maybe he should just stick to non-vocal for now. It's much easier to form words, especially since those words can be wrapped around an echo of the sensations he's feeling right now, in case York needs proof that he is in fact good. Not that these sensations are anything new to York, of course, but to Delta it's fresh, new, tinged with just a little bit of wonder that something can feel this good</>.]