MK might apologize for springing all of his on Dee later. He knows this is all big and really fast. He feels it but right now it feels good. It feels good to kiss the turtle, to feel their tongues touch, to feel and hear that churr from his chest. A noise that resonates and draws out a monkey like purr from inside MK. The kissing continues and MK lets Donnie take the lead. His tongue brushes with and swirls with Donnie's before slowly sliding back into his own mouth. Donnie has full entry to control it and fumble and explore to his heart's content.

Though MK's tail wraps a little more tightly with Dee's short turtle tail as they do their best to hook around one another. MK's fingers start to slide up and down the soft shell. Fingertips barely brushing as he just explores the surface of it for the first time. He can't see it but he wants to know how it feels top to bottom, left to right and back, and around the edges he can touch with soft fur and rough battle worn hands.