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Sadde's running.
Not for any particular reason, just because it's faster. He's been meaning to go to one of the capitals for a bit and now, he supposes, is as good a time as any.
And eventually he's not running anymore, because he's close enough to civilisation that someone might spot him. Not that he wouldn't be able to notice them by scent before they saw him, but still. And as he makes his way to the Norway capital at this more leisurely pace, he notices the tiny, shiny key. He walks towards it and picks it up and immediately notices just how magic it is. He can tell by the way the key feels like things, and different things depending on where it is.
He verifies that what the key feels like is consistent in absolute location by waving it around a bit and seeing that the same place always feels the same. "Huh," he murmurs to himself.
He straightens up and thinks. The first obvious thing to try is seeing whether it opens any doors—a universal skeleton key sounds like the kind of thing a magical key could be—but the second obvious thing can be tested right there and then. He pushes the key into thin air with some purpose, as if he wanted to unlock an invisible door, and then turns it, et voilà, the faintest of door-shaped outlines appears before him.
He locks the door, and it disappears. Unlocks it again, and there it is. So he pulls it open and sees—
"Okay, because that would definitely qualify as oddball, FYI." And Cam removes his own pants in an entirely nonsupernatural fashion.
...
Sadde pounces again.
"Um," says Cam, and then he is occupied with kiss and does not finish his question.
And to allow Cam to answer, the kisses move down his jaw to his neck. Also it's much easier for Sadde to take off his briefs than it was his trousers.
He pulls away from the neck, grinning. "I could stop..." he lies through his teeth, and then resumes the neck nibbling while his hands start trying to pull Cam's underwear off, gently.
Cam lets him. On the subject of his neck there may be active encouragement and flailing tail movements.
Well that's just adorable. Sadde will continue doing the thing with the neck for a bit, since it seems to be causing the reason for his existence such pleasure.
But oh my, it looks like they're both naked and also his hands are pretty free. Whatever shall he do with those?
(He has some ideas. He reaches down to implement them.)
Did he want louder and less coherent whimpering? Because that's what he's getting.
Well he didn't exactly have firm specific wants, but his vague and unspecific ones are definitely being satisfied by louder and less coherent whimpering! He will continue the exploitation phase of this process for a while longer, they have a lot of time for exploration.
Loud incoherent wimpering, wings wrapped around his back and a tail wrapped around his thigh, trembly happy Cam: these are things Sadde has now.
All very good things to have! And, supposing Sadde feels adventurous enough again such that his nibbling and kissing start making their way south?
Well, this will reduce immediate loudness and incoherency of whimpering but will get him a highly anticipatory look.
Is that so? But, well, Sadde's hands haven't stopped, and he certainly has a lot of skin to cover before reaching his final destination.
Sorry, Sadde, the neck is definitely the major non-glaringly-obvious destination for nibbles on this particular person, but he is still enjoying himself.
Oh, that's alright, then. After Sadde has determined this to be the case, he makes his way down way faster, and then goes on to demonstrate just what he meant by 'very fine control over pretty much everything.'
Sadde pulls back a bit and lets his hands continue doing the job so he can properly look up at Cam and ask, "Hmm? Should I stop?"
"Good," he says, and resumes. So now he has mouth and a hand, the other hand's a bit idle... How adventurous should he be with it?
Cam is not going to produce words unless words are the only way to make Sadde continue doing the thing he's doing. He's just sort of going to be sprawled on this couch moaning.
Then Sadde thinks he's going to be adventurous, then. Just one finger, to start with, making its way somewhere...
This does not count as an oddball kink and is met principally with slightly different moaning and some repositioning and a tailtwitch.