He snapped his fingers, tail doing a swing.
" Bingo. "
Elrond scratched the back of his nape, shaking his head as he walked in circles.
" These shiny wings are the reason I got stranded in the first place. I should've tore and replaced them with a jetpack instead. "
Eureka. While caressing his chin, he looked to Matt, silty eyes meeting those bright human ones.
" Make me a jetpack. "
The dragon said, as if demanding and commanding it and not even requesting. A hilarious proposition.
" But... nevermind. I need to focus on finding a โ
@GENTLESPlRlT going nowhere but forward, sliding almost half of his length inside. There was a few gags, but he remained calm and warmed up that half a inch of length inside his throat, the throat muscles welcoming him by tightening up.
Then... another push.
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Anywhere? "
Questions he'd mumble to himself.
" What's your plan? Build me a space ship? Spare me the time. I have my wings. They only need . . . "
Scratch, scratch.
" A CENTURY! "
Elrond rubbed the temples on his forehead.
" That smoke was still being purified inside of me. Hell, I haven't even experienced that! "
Tapping his chin.
" If ____ gets out whenever I'm unconscious, where does it go? What decides if it's gone for good or are lurking โ
@GENTLESPlRlT swollen cockhead, the rest of the shaft only getting a feel of that tongue. Elrond's a challenge.
Sloppy, slow kisses applied on that tip. Sometimes suckling on it as if it was a pacifier, and even licking it all over.
Elrond pulls away, huffing, his warm breeze of breath โ
A wave of relief courses through the man's face. He wipes his head that is dripping sweat.
Hold onโ sweat? Despite the plating on some other parts of his body, it was clear they were more of a mimicked armor rather than mechanical anatomy.
A mix of ancient machina and flesh โ
Weaved from magic and perhaps emotion were the best a man can hypothetically propose as to what Elrond really was.
" That was not any other smoke, mind you. "
A finger poking the other's forehead.
" That's... something evil. Your world is lucky it didn't linger for far โ
@CosmosTravelxr " M-mmf ... maybe next time you visit here ... "
The dragon grunts, still rolling his hips forward, their cocks frotting fro and about.
Their balls would press on each other too, their distance too close their pecs are pressed.
" Fuck, Meouch, you feel good to frot against! "
@CosmosTravelxr " Why don't you try it out? Trying never hurts. "
Elrond suggested.
He stared at their throbbing lengths twitching against each other, each throb causing their tips to leak out a glob of pre.
Elrond began moving his hips, his shaft rubbing on Meouch's.
" Huff- feels good... "
@CosmosTravelxr " Me? Right there? Being a hero might cause controversial discussions about this . . . Yet it does seem tempting. "
When he saw Meouch pant, he knew he was doing a good job.
" Come here. "
He turned around and held the lion's hips with both hands on both sides, pulling โ