"No, I won't. In fact since you clearly want my attention, you'll take it in whatever way I give it."
Up he goes, by his face. Till those feet dangle.
Hand reaching to start undoing his shit.
"And don't even think of backing out. You started this, yeah?"
The jackal speaks, muffled through but he seems undisturbed by the act.
Or rather, unaffected? If anything, he was more concerned on the germs that Obsidius might have gathered.
"Are you so unruly you have to grab my face? Let go, /calf/. You won't like when my patience wears."
Not at all.
Just that when he does leave the mutt'll have a hard time getting his attention.
Gonna have to deal with that 'issue' alone if he doesn't show up riiiight now.
Alright.
That was it.
Large hand reaches and grabs him by the face, hard.
"Are you so stupid that you don't even know what 'stop' means? Or are you so much of a whore that this is what you were aiming for the entire time?"
Talk about 180.
"You speak, yet you're leaking through your flimsy pants. You can admit I found your weak spot. Makes what comes next all the more enjoyable."
Lowering his head, tongue shaking out to lick at the ripple.
"I could use a fresh drink." Making sure to tug on those tits again.
Always a pleasure when someone can take him down their throat with minimal struggle.
Hand on his head, doesn't even give his friend the time to catch himself before he's thrusting forward, heavy low hangers hitting that maw.
Ryekie is not one to waste time as well! If they both know what they want why hesitate?
The masked tiger opened his mouth and took the bull’s large cock into his mouth without any embarrassment or discomfort.
A proper ‘Good Morning, Dear.’
"I don't. Please stop."
Ever the intellectual. Doing the best to make sure it doesn't dissolve into violence. If he knew who he was would it change anything?
No, probably not all that much right now.
Wait until the bull learns who he's dealing with. A being that can kill him with a single touch if he so desires, but he is having too much fun.
"Look at these swollen bags. You must really be facing issues in and out of public eye."
𝘔𝘜𝘜𝘜—
Slapping his hands away AGAIN! And pulling back some, there's no way he'll just 'let it happen'. His chest is very sensative, and they're 𝘯𝘰𝘵 tits.
He has no idea who he is, but he's doing something he 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 regret.
Now that's more like it. A loud and proud 'moo' for those fat, swollen tits.
So he moos when he's stimulated, huh? Good to know. The more he discovers, the better.
His hand is slapped away, but he goes right back to groping.
Might as well let it happen.
He was being autheti— 𝗠𝗨𝗨𝗨𝗨𝗨𝗨𝗥𝗥
...
Slapping those hands away with heavily flushed cheeks and an issue in his pants.
Did he have his fun?? 💢
God his pants are tight now.
"Alright..."
Quick to act, hands grab at his chest before saying anything else. Plump tits groped in his hand, bounced as he moves just a bit closer, licking his lips to stop the drool from falling.
"So plump..."
Squeeze, pinching a nipple.
“ then come get a feel of em before I change ma mind~”
A deep chuckle left his throat as he saw how confident the obsidius is when admitting his feelings towards that towering dragon.
“Show me how much you like everything!~”