YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSS
Deucalion still hurt from the bullet, needing to take it slow but not wanting to. So Scott needs to keep his arms pinned above his head while Chris lets him feel that soft beard. Slowly scratches it down his solar plexus and over his jerking belly while Scott tells him what a good boy he’s been.
And Deucalion wants to growl, but really it just sounds like a deep, velvety purr. He’d stretch his neck and lick at Scott’s wrists and just in general preen for them
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