Aza made an odd noise in the back of his throat, like he only just managed to swallow down a laugh.
"Oh, they do oral back home," he said, his voice light with amusement, "Quite a lot of it. Bluebird says it's the preferred way of doing things."
Since, for obvious reasons, Aza didn't really explore his sexuality much whilst living with the Borlaaq-Iriq, he had to take his sister's word for it on that front. Mom had been more than a little overprotective when it came to her little Coeurl, so he honestly never even had a chance to figure that shit out until he struck out into Othard proper and could stomach trying it again. The sex lives of the Borlaaq-Iriq were still a mystery to him, thinking about it. Huh. Weird.
"Which makes sense, since blowjobs are pretty amazing," he added playfully, reaching up to where his braid was hanging over his shoulder and idly undoing it. As always it had degraded into some messy tangle, rather than the neat braid it once was, and he carefully raked his fingers through the thick locks, wincing whenever he hit a tight and stubborn snarl, "Especially yours, handsome. Your mouth's very clever."
At the mention of shedding, though, he let out a quiet sigh, flicking his tail out of the bathwater.
"Yeah, I'm still getting rid of my winter coat, so it's going everywhere," he grumbled, dropping his hand from his hair. His ears twitched back, and he said, somewhat hesitantly, "But, if it bothers you, I can... try shaving it down a little, or... something."
sorry I did a total rewrite here oTL
"Oh, they do oral back home," he said, his voice light with amusement, "Quite a lot of it. Bluebird says it's the preferred way of doing things."
Since, for obvious reasons, Aza didn't really explore his sexuality much whilst living with the Borlaaq-Iriq, he had to take his sister's word for it on that front. Mom had been more than a little overprotective when it came to her little Coeurl, so he honestly never even had a chance to figure that shit out until he struck out into Othard proper and could stomach trying it again. The sex lives of the Borlaaq-Iriq were still a mystery to him, thinking about it. Huh. Weird.
"Which makes sense, since blowjobs are pretty amazing," he added playfully, reaching up to where his braid was hanging over his shoulder and idly undoing it. As always it had degraded into some messy tangle, rather than the neat braid it once was, and he carefully raked his fingers through the thick locks, wincing whenever he hit a tight and stubborn snarl, "Especially yours, handsome. Your mouth's very clever."
At the mention of shedding, though, he let out a quiet sigh, flicking his tail out of the bathwater.
"Yeah, I'm still getting rid of my winter coat, so it's going everywhere," he grumbled, dropping his hand from his hair. His ears twitched back, and he said, somewhat hesitantly, "But, if it bothers you, I can... try shaving it down a little, or... something."