[Demyx presses his head into his hand with a soft grunt, his tail and a patch of fur on the back of his neck fluffing up as he tries to find the right spot and there it is.
Hello, magic fingers.]
Mmph... He flicked 'em. Wasn't hard, but it felt... Uh.
["Different" in a good way is what he wants to say, but the words die on his tongue as he makes another pleased sound. One eye slides shut and Demyx starts to lean his whole body into it, only stopping when he feels his side bump against Isa's. Oh, this was better. That's the spot!]
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[Demyx presses his head into his hand with a soft grunt, his tail and a patch of fur on the back of his neck fluffing up as he tries to find the right spot and there it is.
Hello, magic fingers.]
Mmph... He flicked 'em. Wasn't hard, but it felt... Uh.
["Different" in a good way is what he wants to say, but the words die on his tongue as he makes another pleased sound. One eye slides shut and Demyx starts to lean his whole body into it, only stopping when he feels his side bump against Isa's. Oh, this was better. That's the spot!]
Holy shit... Whatever you're doing? Don't stop.