It wasn't apparent to Munkustrap what was going on at first, give him time. " To be expected ! You're a very good singer at that, I'm sure your lungs are very-- " It's processing now. He's getting there. She was VERY close. Munkustrap turns his head, their lips not even inches apart. Embarrassingly, a little HONK noise comes from his nose.

" Very . . . uh . . . W-What-- what ? " What did she ask ? He forgot. " Yes ? " Well whatever it was, he didn't care. He'd agree to anything she said, consider him wrapped around her finger. Gingerly, he places a hand on her leg.

💀 ── [ Cesare felt a similar yearning for the real thing, but just his boyfriend's fingers felt good -- odd, but good. it felt good to be INTIMATE ; allowing himself to be vulnerable with the man he loves. propped up on his arms with his head hung downward, he grumbled soft moans as his hips easily rocked against his hand.

-- Steve's first swear(?) was barely registered. Cesare can only focus on the reality of this FINALLY happening ; gripping onto the sides of the seat and keeping still in anticipation. Steve's ... girth is something he knows he'll have to get used to ( just when he thought he couldn't be TURNED ON even more. ) as it presses further inside, he seethes out a GROAN through a grimaced smile. ]

“ NNnnggh ... ” [ a hand desperately shifts down to stroke himself, using pleasure to mask the initial discomfort. a professional chatterbox, especially when nervous, he can't help but giggle. ] “ Hah, so eagerr ... You're really gonna -- gonna GIVE it to me, huh? I-I've wanted you to, I've wanted you bad … ” 

Not gifted in length, he made up for in girth; which did make the intial PENETRATION a slow process. Steve didn't want to hurt him-- In general he had to watch his strength around humans, or in this case a ZOMBIE human. But the new added element of his own desires to finally GIVE IT to him was like a game of BALANCE. Steve pushed the tip at Cesare's entrance, forward and back, forward and back, each time introducing more and more length as it became easier.

" U-uh huh . . . " An attempt to talk back was at LEAST made. Steve didn't feel pressured to do so though, they both had an understanding of their dynamic by now. Steve felt like a HORNY animal, quietly following the lead of his mate's BIRD CALL. And oh how he SQUAWKED. It was hot.

Steve groaned as finally more than just his tip pushed further in. It was so TIGHT. It felt amazing. " Mmhh-- " His body could no longer stay upright; he hunched over Cesare's back, locking his arms around his torso. His heavy WARM breaths waft ed against Cesare's skin.

“ Ohhh, ahah, y-your dog's really friendlyy -- Eep! ” [ he SQUEAKS when it does, followed by a sheepish chuckle. there's a lot of TRUST in not being able to see what's going on back there, but that's probably best for the both of them right now. turning his head, Cesare's side - profile smiles over his shoulder, wanting to be encouraging. ]

“ Thaat's it, babe, just -- just take it easy, in and out, that's my good boy ... ” [ he coyly grinds back against him, inviting him to push further. ] “ Always taking such good care of me. ”

The GRINDING wiped off enough of Cesare's saliva to where it was too dry now. Right-- the spittle Cesare mentioned. Steve felt weird just spitting ON him, so he spit in his hand instead and rubbed it on his tip. A deep breath from between his teeth before he pushed his tip at Cesare's hole, taking place of his fingers which he slid slowly out.

The sucking was. WHOA. A surprised squeak escaped her before it ran into a louder moan than before, back arching into his touch. "Oh... That's-- Mnn..." Normally quite the chatty clown, she sure was finding it hard to come up with words right now. All she could do was squirm and make soft sounds of pleasure.

One hand shifted from pulling up the grass to grab onto his arm that was propping him up, squeezing it. Legs pressed together and she could feel how wet she had gotten just from Thomas sucking on her nipple. Yeesh, was she really that pent up? Or maybe it was because... how much she loved him and desired him.

Heavily lidded eyes fluttered at him as he pulled away, hand still holding onto his harm. "I... Hah... I want you too, Thomas." She paused for a moment to move her other hand, almost hesitating before she grabbed the wrist of the hand on her body and... moved it more inward, down some to get under the skirt ruffles. "Can you feel how much I want you?"

Taking over from her lead, Thomas rubs his fingers against her warm and wet panties. He was almost DROOLING with need; " I can. " Her saying his real name made him feel lust so strong, he had to bite his lip for a few seconds. His sharp teeth poking harshly at his own skin.

She had been so revealing to him, it was only fair he started to do the same. After all, his skin felt SUFFOCATING under the fabric. Thomas sits up to get a proper angle; He reaches back to unzip his jumpsuit, which To a normal person it may of been hard to reach, but he was VERY flexible. The suit drops down to his waist. His body was one you'd expect from a stage preformer. Lean, but built. Not an ounce of hair on him. Well, aside from the red leading down to his pubic area hidden under his very TIGHT briefs.

He falls back down to kiss her deeply. " I want to give you everything I have. " He whispers inbetween open kisses. He reaches down to slide down her panties.

“ WHUH -- Stee-eve ..! ♡ ” [ he can't help but break character to GIGGLE, feeling so loved and secure in his big, strong arms ..! the kisses and the purr in his ear, the warmth of his body against him, it's so INTIMATE, encouraging him to shimmy his little ass against his hard-on -- the contact bringing a lucky moment of CLARITY ; he's become well - acquainted with his SIZE, and though it wouldn't be the first time he's put something up there … ]

“ Mmh ~ … I need -- I hate to ask, Big Cat, but -- ” [ he bites his lip, looking down sheepishly while he fumbles with the seat lever, reclining it to give them some more room. maybe he should just save himself the embarrassment and get torn asunder? ] “ You're a little more bacon than the pan is used to, could you finger me first ..? A few with a little spittle would lube me up ... ”

His hold around Cesare loosened some after he reclined the seat, letting Cesare lower. It left so much empty air between them. Steve looks down a little wide eyed, having a view and new access he wasn't even sure WHAT to do with. Thank CLOWNDREW his little YAPPER had a game plan, because for a moment Steve looked LOST.

" Ah-- y-yea ! ... yea. " His hands that were holding onto boney hips, moved down towards his ass. Yea, he could do that . . . totally. He just had to EASE into it. Steve looks away shyly as he spreads Cesare's cheeks, his hard on resting inbetween. He bites his lip as he enjoys the feeling of grinding it up and down against him. It helped, it got him back into the motions.

He peeks back as he manuevers a thumb over his hole, pressing it against the rim.