[ Good spot to pick, Jim; not only does it send notable shivers down Kurt's spine, but if he so chooses he can enjoy the change in texture where velvet fur lengthens into silky hair. Because Kurt is many things, and proud of his appearance is one of them.
The tail looped around Jim's neck loosens and slides down, the spade tracing his spine through the fabric of his shirt like a finger. Kurt's free hand reaches for the other man, fingers ghosting his bicep just before a laugh echoes from outside the gym. The languid pliantness in his body vanishes in a second, Kurt's hand circling Jim's arm as his tail jerks away, presumably for some kind of hidden weapon. There's no one at the door when Kurt jerks his head away to look, and he freezes. ]
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The tail looped around Jim's neck loosens and slides down, the spade tracing his spine through the fabric of his shirt like a finger. Kurt's free hand reaches for the other man, fingers ghosting his bicep just before a laugh echoes from outside the gym. The languid pliantness in his body vanishes in a second, Kurt's hand circling Jim's arm as his tail jerks away, presumably for some kind of hidden weapon. There's no one at the door when Kurt jerks his head away to look, and he freezes. ]