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[winterfrosting]

DC is usually patrolling or at Pure Vanilla's house. But poking his notebook will always eventually get his attention!

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[winterfrosting]

Oof- haha!

[ his own strength is enhanced now, but he can not resist the power of Sheep. He laughs into the crook of Vanilla's throat, delighted]

You have a lot of energy for a cookie that is freezing to death.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Ugh Cacao's laugh is always delightful and it makes Vanilla laugh as well, before trying to cover it up. ]

Ah! Do we not become fiercely strong in moments of desperation?

[ He grins and wraps his leg around one of his husbands, quite pleased with his clothes from home allowing him to do so much more freely. Then wraps his arms around Cacao's head, fingers finding the new horns to investigate them better. Just light touches before wrapping around them to secure Cacao's head in his arms entirely.

So he can kiss the top of his head with vigor and enthusiasm. ]

[winterfrosting]

[he is caught! His new tail wiggles in delight. His horns, at the touch, are clearly built like antlers. The texture more bone-like than Vanilla's own horns]

A last rush of energy, indeed. Here, shall we crawl under the quilt?

[purevanillacookie]

Hm? Oh, yes. The quilt.

[ Oh right, his ruse. The ruse specially to get Cacao into bed like they weren't already going there. He pulls away long enough to try and look like he's seeking warmth, but all he does is grab the edge of the sheets and quilt and roll them onto them. Considering they're still laying on them, it's not very effective. ]

There.

[ Then he grabs Cacao's face with his hands to hold him there and kiss him all over. ]

[winterfrosting]

[He chuckles... and it rumbles in his chest in a way it never could before. As if his diaphragm itself is changes by his new form]

There we are, nice and comfortable.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Oh the rumbling is new and makes him pause briefly to appreciate it, hands slipping down to rest on Cacao's chest to feel it. Then his tail wiggles - a noticeable sound against the covers - and he proceeds to try and look uncomfortable. ]

Ah, now I am afraid I'm too warm! One second!

[ There is a lot of wiggling that occurs as Vanilla begins to undo his clothes without moving out from under Cacao. ]

[winterfrosting]

[Cacao moves to do the same... and doesn't take his eyes off Vanilla as he does- not that his staff can see his husband's smoldering look from this angle. But maybe he can feel the heat of it regardless]

It is all that wool.

[purevanillacookie]

[ His Staff may not be able to see the look Cacao is giving him, but Cacao in turn can't see the way the Staff leers as he watches his husband follow suit. Though he can watch Vanilla abandon his own clothes in helping Cacao shed his, then just gently touch what skin he can to figure out what else has changed. ]

Ah, you may have a point, perhaps I should sheer it down again?

[winterfrosting]

Ah, but it has it's charm.

[He's so cute when he's fluffy. Cacao is much less cute, and the scales are shockingly more leathery on his torso. Flexible and unlikely to scrape or cut him when they are body to body like this. The distribution is heavier on his back and shoulders, thinning out on his front.]

[purevanillacookie]

[ Cacao may think he's less cute, but Vanilla thinks he's gorgeous, his fingers finding the soft scales and tracing them with fascination. Follow the line of them along his torso, up onto his back and shoulders, oohing softly. ]

Well, if you think it's charming, my heart, who am I to take it away from you? How well do these feel?

[winterfrosting]

Duller then my human dough, but not completely dead.

[As if to prove it the scales ripple and shift as the muscle under them react to Vanilla's petting, like stroking a snake]

[purevanillacookie]

Hm!

[ Which means they can handle a little bit of harder teasing. He will tuck that information away for later. For now, he lets his fingers wander up to Cacao's horns again, thoughtful. ]

And these? Are they much like my own?

[ His horns don't "feel". He can feel the pressure of course, and he knows if he were to snap one off and hit the middle sinus, it would be agonizing and bleed. ]

[winterfrosting]

I suspect so. Just pressure. If you wish we could now clash against each other.

[Fight him sheepboy]

[purevanillacookie]

[ !

That makes his tail wiggle wildly against the bedding. ]

My darling husband. Is that a challenge?

[winterfrosting]

Perhaps! I have known enough sugarsheep to see how they are!

[ and has had enough of Vanilla's gentle bonks to know he must yearn to really go out]

[purevanillacookie]

[ He's not wrong, because the moment Cacao seems to agree, Vanilla's face lights up.

And he plants his hands on the bed so he can push himself up hard and fast enough to just

slam his horns into Cacao's with intent.

His tail is still wiggling wildly away in delight. ]

[winterfrosting]

[ the noise he makes is startled but not pained- he should have expected it! Gathering his wits he laughs and clatters his antlers againts those horns roughly]

[purevanillacookie]

[ The noise Vanilla makes in return is a pleased bleat (very happily MLEH sounding), and he turns his head to roughly rub his horns against Cacaos, pulling back only a bit to conk them together again. The different shapes make it a little difficult to make sure they only hit each others horns, but it's doable and it's done with gusto.

He'll pause long enough to steal a kiss, then throw his arms around Cacao's neck to wrestle him into a roll, trying to gain the upper hand. ]

[winterfrosting]

[ in their current forms the wrestle is much more even then it might once have been. And Cacao ends up on his back, though his tail is coiled around his husband tightly by the end]

What a rowdy beast.

[purevanillacookie]

[ "Dominance" won, Vanilla sits with a self-satisfied expression on his face, straddling Cacao's waist and his hands going to the tail around him. To gently pet from the tip up along it, fascinated. ]

Now now, you are the one who broached the subject, knowing full well what it would stir up!

[ He smiles delightedly down at Cacao and leans back.

Cacao should full well know that's a spring loaded movement. ]

[winterfrosting]

[Oh, he certainly recognizes it, and tilts his head down at the proper angle so their horns can clash without anyone poking an eye out]

[purevanillacookie]

[ This time as they as they clack together, Vanilla won't go right into trying to rough him up. Okay, well, he does a little - just tilting his head back and forth to rub his horns against his husbands and move Cacao's head around - but mostly he slides down along them until he can smoosh his face into Cacao's.

And kiss him with as much fierceness as the headbutt, teeth digging lightly into his bottom lip to coax them open so he can lick his tongue against the soft inner line of it. ]

spicy starting here

[winterfrosting]

[Ah. One might be forgiven for forgetting why they were here. But oddly enough Cacao certainly has not- his body already stirring from their wrestling, and he can't resist rubbing up against Vanilla as the minotaur nips his mouth. He opens to him eagerly, and his tail coils even tighter, soft leather-y scales skirting against his chest]

;)

[purevanillacookie]

[ His noises are soft but eager as Cacao opens for him, and he dips inwards, sliding his tongue along Cacao's as he rocks his hips down to grind in return. The tail tightening makes him exhale though his nose and moan quietly into Cacao's mouth.

Oh he rather likes that.

With a gentle touch he urges the tail to help him move, knowing his husband likes to control as much as be controlled, and this way both can occur. Plus if Cacao is moving him, grinding his growing arousal down against the one thickening against him, he can focus on breaking the kiss and moving to attack Cacao's neck with little nipping kisses. ]

[winterfrosting]

[Cacao picks up the hint quickly, delighted by the chance to use his new appendage. He wonders if the dragon royals knew he would be using their blessing for something like this... but after hearing their banter he suspects even if they didn't know they certainly wouldn't mind it.

He slides his love back and forth, his free hands able to slide up to run his claws through Vanilla's hair as he bruises up his neck]