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Who: everyone
When: Day 35 morning
Where: the lounge car

[This morning, or whenever you wake up, you will find that there are delicious smells wafting from the lounge car. Upon investigation, one will discover a beautiful spread of hot cocoa and tea and coffee and many marshmallow animals, ideal for putting in your drinks or simply eating wholesale. It isn't just cats either, but many animals of a similar quality of marshmallow, whatever kinds you'd like. But you may find the warm fuzzies they impart might be a bit more than internal.

In a conspicuous place is a note in handwriting many of you may find quite familiar at this point:

Thanks for your help.

- Hazel

His signature isn't alone, either. There are a couple of others, though somehow they're far less readable? Some are definitely just little drawings. Weird.]

[[ooc notes: 10% furry event!! many marshmallows have no effect, but those that do will instill temporary animal parts up to a kemonomimi level! enjoy your ears and tails, folks. and your newbies.]]

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Sure, sure. But your charming butt had better be right behind me.

Yeah yeah I'll be right there.

Good!

[ The perks of being nude already are that he doesn't have to bother stripping before he steps into the shower. ]

[A nice perk. Rean's making sure they have towels ready before joining Crow.]

[ Rean barely gets a chance to finish stepping properly into the shower before Crow's dragging him in for a kiss. ]

[This was predictable but it doesn't stop Rean from flushing pleasantly and leaning into it eagerly all the same.]

[ It's probably the most predictable thing that could have happened. But it's okay to be predictable once in a while, and Crow lingers with it for a moment before pulling back just enough to speak. ]

You wash my back, I'll wash yours?

[ Ought to be interesting to navigate with the wings and Rean's tail. ]

[Sometimes predictable is nice, especially when it results in kissing.]

Yeah. That sounds good.

Your turn first, then.

[ He's impatient and wants the excuse to keep touching him. ]

[He huffs a little but he's fine with this, turning his back to Crow and facing the water. ]

Sure.

[ He's gonna lather up a handtowel and start washing Rean's back, then. But he's definitely being slow about it, slowly exploring every inch of him with both the washcloth and his fingertips. ]

[He takes slow breaths, enjoying the touch, making soft appreciative noises with it]

[ The noises are really nice. Crow hums lightly, almost to himself. ]

Want a warning before I get too close to the tail?

Mm, no it's fine, I can feel you.

[It's hard not to feel every bit of Crow's progress downward.]

Alright then.

[ Good. He wants Rean's undivided attention.

He moves slowly downward, paying special attention to any scars he might find along the way. Slowly down, down, downward, tracing lightly along his spine as he trails further down. When he finally gets to the area around Rean's tail, this time he leans in and lightly bites Rean's neck at the same time the washcloth reaches the spot. ]

!!

[Crow already has Rean's undivided attention but he makes quite the noise at that combined attack, choked and high and startled and lewd. It's hard not to react strongly to such attention.]

[ Ffffffuck, that's a nice sound.

Crow keeps washing Rean's back with one hand, trying to be careful enough not to overstimulate the area around the tail while he reaches around with his other hand to fondle at Rean's cock. ]

Crow...

[His voice is rough and he's squirming a little, definitely half hard when Crow gropes him, groaning at the touch.]

Reeeeaaaaaan.

[ He purrs the name, continuing to fondle and encourage Rean, abandoning all pretense of washing his back in favor of hooking his arm around Rean's waist and dragging him a little closer. ]

[He leans back against Crow, bonelessly melting against him, eyes heavy lidded, one arm still braced on the shower for balance. But he's soaking up the attention and touch, and the way he squirms in Crow's hold is definitely getting some bare skin stimulation against Crow's cock.]

Mm.

[ His slow exploration of Rean's flesh had already gotten Crow hard and there's a hiss of pleasure from him as Rean squirms against him. ]

I hope you don't have any plans.

[ He murmurs the words softly, his hand all the while continuing to slowly work at him. ]

Because I'm planning on keeping you in here for a while.

[ How long can the hot water last, they'll probably be finding out. ]

[Hopefully magical trains have infinite hot water but they're definitely going to get all pruney.

Which is not high on Rean's list of concerns when Crow's voice and touch have him hard and he's now very deliberately grinding his ass back against the other man, breath stuttering a little.]

You-- have my undivided attention.

[ Crow doesn't stop what he's doing, but he groans and rocks his hips into Rean as he grinds against him. ]

Feeling's mutual. So.... how about a choice? Round two, I fuck you against the shower walls ooooor....

[ He lets his voice trail off for a moment, toying with Rean's balls for a moment before he runs his hand along the length of his cock again. ]

...I could get down on my knees and blow you?

[Fffuck why are the choices so good? On the one hand the idea of seeing Crow on his knees looking up at him with Rean's cock in his mouth has Rean biting his bottom lip and groaning.

On the other the thought of Crow fucking him again, when the memory is still fresh of how good that feels... it's a hard choice and he squirms in general protest as Crow fondles him.]

That's too much choice...

[In the end though he knows what he wants right now.]

Fuck me. Next time you can blow me.

Next time, then.

[ He says it agreeably before nibbling briefly on Rean's ear. You'd think "what to use as a lubricant" would be a problem, but Crow's a forward thinker and already has some stashed away in the shower next to his shampoo.

(Well, you could call it "forward thinking," or you could say he likes to get off in the shower sometimes even if he's alone.)

Either way, he's reaching for it and once again coating his fingers liberally with it before he starts fingering Rean. At least this time he knows better than to take too long before really getting started. As he's fingering him, his other hand keeps gliding up and down Rean's cock. ]

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