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She trills, lifting her helm obligingly under the barely there pressure of claws. Watching him with a hooded look. Wings ruffling as she peeps sweetly before daring to press a bit closer. Talons gently swirling over the glass of his cockpit.
It is horny bird hours, it seems.
Dreadwing thrums and drags his clawtips along the curve of her delicate throat, enjoying the touch to his cockpit.
"Well?