[ as Caelus ponders the biology of the Vidyadhara, Dan Heng focuses on the touch. it's light, gentle, but curious in a way that he's not used to. most of his draconian parts remain deliberately hidden, as he's tried so desperately to remove himself from the way he looks from Dan Feng. it is, in some ways, uncomfortable, but also the most comfortable he's felt like this. perhaps it's because Caelus does not see Dan Feng as his fingertips draw down the length of his horn, just Dan Heng.

slowly, he allows his shoulders to relax, and when they do, it feels quite good. there's a sensitive place at the base of his horn where it meets his head, and he sighs quietly when Caelus finds it.

the words bring him back. ]

...

No, it's alright, I put your hands there. They're sensitive ... but it doesn't feel bad. It's nice.

[ after a moment, he adds: ]

You don't have to stop.

[ his tail flickers at the end, tickling somewhere near Caelus' waist. ]