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Mixed signals; the touch is returned with the same bright passion with which it'd been given, but when Taikon speaks, his words conflict. Zephyr pauses, briefly, then draws his muzzle back up to rest just below a copper-stained ear. If you want to, then we should, He murmurs, nose trailing down again, this time to nip softly at his neck. He holds back, just a little, waiting for Taikon to give or withhold his consent; if he declines, Zephyr will back off immediately.