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"Fuck if I know. It's like, if a vag was sideways, and further up the crotch. And if it didn't have—lips or anything. So it's some other weird thing."

As he speaks, his eyes focus on one of Goro's ears. It looks awfully... biteable.

Okay, that's weird as hell. Goro thinks about it, trying not to eye Ren over too deliberately, since this is absolutely not the time. "Huh. I guess there's no way to ask if I can take a look, without this turning into a weird hentai anime."

As he thinks about this, despite his best intentions, the ear closest to Ren twitches. Deliciously.

"This is already a weird hentai anime, babe."

The ear, though. It would be so nice and soft... Ren stares at for another second, mesmerized—and then he goes for it, darting in and closing his new teeth firmly on the edge of Goro's fox ear.

And Goro yelps—not like a boy at all, but like a startled dog, high and yelping as he arches his back. Before he knows it, he's spun in midair, still naked except for his plushlike covering of golden velvet, and made to bring Ren down and pin him.

Not hard. Just—knowingly.

Ren doesn't even laugh, like he normally would, or try to squirm away. He just lies there, staring up, his pupils slitted in the light Goro emanates.

"I get why I'm a dragon now," he says after a moment. Then he does squirm a little, getting his tail out from under him. He doesn't offer an explanatiom.

His eyes follow the tail, slitted pupils dilating in that same light, gleaming like his sharp teeth gleam. Clawed fingers hold Ren in place, daring him to move. The muscle of his arms looks rather more taut than usual, as he breathes through his teeth, his broad fan of tails erect and arching above them.

"Oh?" he murmurs, allowing Ren enough room for that tail. "Why, so you can bite innocent foxes in their time of need?"

"So I can claim them. And keep them. And burn anyone who comes for them into a pile of ashes." He parts his lips to show Goro what he learned on the way here. A spark of blue-white fire starts to gather behind his teeth; then he closes his mouth again, and it's gone.

"You want to claim me? That's quite the ambition." And, as that spark of flame appears behind Ren's teeth, Goro's eyes dilate the entire rest of the way, because that's also hot as hell. He angles his hips down, down, to press against...

Crap. Nothing there. They were going to investigate Ren's little problem, weren't they? "Maybe we should look into this more closely."

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Ren's eyes flash. "I do claim you. You're mine."

Wisps of flame escape from his mouth as he closes it, harmless to him but emitting heat before they vanish. He and Goro can move on to the other business after this is established.

The flames lap up at him, blue-white; the heat burns on his face. Rather than reply with words, and certainly rather than flinch, he leans in to press his muzzle against Ren's lips, lapping with the tip of his tongue, meeting them with fire of his own. He'll be Ren's forever, as long as Ren is his.

...And after a moment, the flare of possessiveness settles back down again. Ren relaxes against the floor, inasmuch as he can relax given the tail under his back, and his lack of a dick.

"Yeah, you can take a look," he says belatedly.

Fine. Catching his breath, he rolls back onto his haunches, giving Ren's hip a tap. "Here. Roll onto your side. Should work better with the tail."

Then he scoots onto his own side, to take a look and—if he can—to try to unfasten Ren's pants, with his blunt claws.

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Ren smiles again and lets Goro work, wriggling his hips obligingly to help get his pants off but otherwise making no move to help. He likes it when Goro undresses him.

"I can't believe you just stuck your tail out the back. That'll never work for me." He murmurs as he works, revealing scaled thighs that glint in the light, and... and nothing more. That's weird as hell.

Leaning in to examine—he bumps his snout on Ren's crotch, which is both unexpected and startling, and draws a curse from him—he sees that Ren is (of course) right: there's a deep pucker, horizontal more than vertical, which looks to have clenched itself shut. Reaching down with a frown, he tries to work the tip of one blunt claw into it.

Ren twitches. The muscles in his abdomen flutter. "Fuck, that feels weird."

Goro stops; the light around his fox face wavers slightly. "Weird bad?"

He has to stop to think about that one.

"Uh. Do it again?"

Well, then. The tip of his long tongue pokes out past his teeth, as he gently skates that claw tip under the lip of whatever it is, a second time.

"Dragons are reptiles, wouldn't you say?"

"Mm." He shifts again, more languidly. Still weird as fuck, lighting up nerves freshly connected to his brain, but bad...? No. Definitely not. But he still wishes Igor hadn't chopped off his dick.

"Yeah. I guess they can keep warm easy, with the fire," he adds thoughtfully. "Why?"

"Well," he says wickedly, probing a little deeper as Ren shifts beneath his hands. "most reptiles are like birds. They don't have external genitalia. Males or females," he quickly adds.

It's quite warm in there. It doesn't feel like usual; the muscle of the wall is different, and it seems easier to gain access.

"...The fuck? How do they even—" He breaks off with little indrawn breath at the touch of Goro's clawed finger. "...even make baby reptiles," he finishes, but some of the fire has gone out of it.

"Often with something called a cloacal kiss," he says, drawing his finger out again, careful of its claw, and returning it to probe deeper, gently in and out. His fox eyes are luminous in the dim light, steady on Ren's. "Or sometimes"—"

—and his finger slips in past the second knuckle, with a small, pleased gasp as he finds what he was seeking, and runs a pad over the top of it—"what they have emerges from inside. At the appropriate time."

A noise tears free from Ren's throat. His eyes, fully dilated, fix on Goro's weird fox face; his hand flies down to grab Goro's wrist and hold him still while Ren rocks against his fingers. "That's so weird. Fuck—"

Then his eyelids flutter as Goro's words catch up to him. "Wait. So it's not gone."

"Not unless you have something else in here." His grin widens, strange and unnatural, as he stiffens his hand for Ren to rock against. His tails begin to lift, out of sight, arching over his back.

"It just feels..." He trails off, searching for words, shifting the angle of Goro's hand so that the tips of his claws bump against the inside of Ren's... whatever the hell it is. What's the word Goro used? Cloacal?

"New," he finishes after a moment, after swallowing down another noise. "Not the same."

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