[He puffs out some smoke like a post-coital cig and tiredly shakes some of the ash off of himself, but he doesn't pull away from the wing and leans into her. |) ]
[i don't even know what genes he has.. probably crimson/fire/and some kind of dark red crackle]
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[He puffs out some smoke
like a post-coital cigand tiredly shakes some of the ash off of himself, but he doesn't pull away from the wing and leans into her. |) ][i don't even know what genes he has.. probably crimson/fire/and some kind of dark red crackle]