[When he finally feels pleasantly drained right down to his horn tips in a way that leaves his head feeling fuzzy in a good way, he finally eases up and lets his other hand fall down to slip along one of Dualscar's horn. It's a regret a second later, his body jolting from sensitivity in his bulges that even just a little bit of Dualscar's tongue has his thighs quaking.]
Fuck... You're tho greedy, I don't have anything elthe in me...
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Fuck... You're tho greedy, I don't have anything elthe in me...
[Not right now, at any rate.]