Tasting himself, huh?~

How he got here was quite a mystery but having himself as company can’t be beat. Shivering, even growling a little with pleasure.~

Purr.~ Plenty of soft fur to be licked upon as tongue went from neck to ears. He’s a happy fox with all this attention and it doesn’t help he finds that lap comfortable as well.

Indeed it does, especially if the fox is himself. Leaning in, resting head upon shoulder while the other continues their affectionate grooming. “You’re too good.”

Yes they do, way over dressed to be exact. A huff, tilting head against that hand of his. “I appreciate it a lot , still don’t know how we managed to have ran into each other.”

“Yet, but if so I don’t really care what they have to say.” Wiggling ears while placing an equal kiss to his snout.

Maybe? Who knows, that requires a bit of research to be honest. A quick kiss, a tease to taste upon on those lips. “Perhaps some less clothes?” Just a little warm.

“I’m fine with slow. It’s better that way~” The glasses does make Lambert appear cuter. Another sneaky kiss all while figuring out where to start.

Of course, the best place to start. Longer, more passionate than before and better taste of those lips before pulling away once again, letting out a heavy breath. “A good plan, I do wanna feel you.~”

He was just about to speak all before being silenced by that kiss. Grumble of pleasure erupting deep within his chest while hands go to feel upon Lambert’s sides. Tail flicking side to side while pressing a little closer.

A little sweeter than normal, maybe it’s the potions? Gentle entry with that tongue, licking over lips and fangs needing into their kiss. Grrr. . .~

Another mystery to be solved, perhaps it is glorified masturbation. Everything making contact where they should be while heavy breaths escape nostrils and wash over the other’s face. He’s definitely warm now.

So good, so damn right. This was meant to be. In turn that’s just causing his crotch to gently push up against his other self, allowing a gentle warmth to be felt down there, maybe even some pulsing.

Soft grinding in the moonlight for sure, super heavenly. “F-Fuck. . .” Panting, hot breaths washing over the other’s face, sneaking in another quick and wet kiss before pulling away.

Can’t help it, especially since he’s literally having fun with himself. Another kiss.~ Those hands starting to make work of whatever Lambert has on his top half.

He’s just making sure! Very nice clothes. He is! Hence why he’s slowly slipping that jacket off first. Grunting, gasping in the pale moonlight. Just enough light to illuminate them both while grinding and thrusting tongue against tongue.

Some kind of nickname to be shared between the two so they can be differentiated if they’re out and about. Indeed, who does it better than the same fox?~ Panting out as he gentles slides that jacket to the side, moving to that tie next, a huff from the neck kisses.

To say the least it’s clear he’s loving those hungry kisses and bites upon that fur of his. There’s an evident bulge that had managed to form below from all of their intimate kisses and stripping, of which he’s undoing that shirt now.

Ear tugs has the fox growling out softly, dampening fur, just to end up with a kiss, and another and another. Shirt free, leaving that beautiful torso exposed to the cool air between the two.

He’s definitely getting a feel, though that torso is just feeling the fabric of his own clothes. He’ll reach up, giving that chest a squeeze while slipping that tongue right into the other’s mouth only with that tongue.