Calm down, seeing my dick isn't going to burn your eyes out.
[ Why is Strange such a prude anyway, he's seen Lambert naked, like, a lot. So much. Lambert naked and variously dry, wet, bloody, muddy, and even dead; the prudishness now seems wildly misplaced, but anyway... time for things to suck again. ]
I'll keep the blanket on to spare you. No promises on the change back, though.
[ Celandine scampers off to the side, Lambert takes a breath -- and shifts, again. It isn't as instantaneous this time, the magic taking more of an effort somehow, a weight of possibility in the air that hangs for a long moment before it expands outward. It's unmistakably fae magic, and it's all colored in the pale gold of Lambert's soul, threading through the spell as it reweaves his body and consciousness in the blink of an eye. Then the dragon's standing in front of Strange again, and Lambert exhales, softly. ]
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Calm down, seeing my dick isn't going to burn your eyes out.
[ Why is Strange such a prude anyway, he's seen Lambert naked, like, a lot. So much. Lambert naked and variously dry, wet, bloody, muddy, and even dead; the prudishness now seems wildly misplaced, but anyway... time for things to suck again. ]
I'll keep the blanket on to spare you. No promises on the change back, though.
[ Celandine scampers off to the side, Lambert takes a breath -- and shifts, again. It isn't as instantaneous this time, the magic taking more of an effort somehow, a weight of possibility in the air that hangs for a long moment before it expands outward. It's unmistakably fae magic, and it's all colored in the pale gold of Lambert's soul, threading through the spell as it reweaves his body and consciousness in the blink of an eye. Then the dragon's standing in front of Strange again, and Lambert exhales, softly. ]