[That moan sends a shiver through Kaon, and an excited jolt of electricity arcs between the coils on his back. Tarn's voice always did have a way with people.
The sudden feeling of fingers tracing against his interface draw a quiet, surprised tremor through him, followed by an almost-silent whisper of Tarn's name. He's starting to run hotter now, the speed of his chest-fan increasing.
Kaon lifts his hands, dragging just the tips of his fingers down to as close to Tarn's panel as he can go, and releases another charge -- this one feels more like a static shock than anything, but far more drawn out than anything. A pinprick against Tarn's sensors.]
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The sudden feeling of fingers tracing against his interface draw a quiet, surprised tremor through him, followed by an almost-silent whisper of Tarn's name. He's starting to run hotter now, the speed of his chest-fan increasing.
Kaon lifts his hands, dragging just the tips of his fingers down to as close to Tarn's panel as he can go, and releases another charge -- this one feels more like a static shock than anything, but far more drawn out than anything. A pinprick against Tarn's sensors.]