[Ashe's body grows taught at the kiss, not in fear but in excitement, like his bowstring just before he loosens an arrow. He lets himself be pulled, cradled into Loog's huge body, feeling the press of his still clothed manhood against him (they'll have to fix that, momentarily).
He reaches his hands up to begin undoing the straps of his armor, a smile growing before he presses his lips back to Loog's.]
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honestly don't remember what he was wearing lol
He reaches his hands up to begin undoing the straps of his armor, a smile growing before he presses his lips back to Loog's.]
As Ashe, then. [Another kiss.] Ashe and Loog.