Date: 2021-07-15 08:13 am (UTC)
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The waiting is hard. It shouldn't be, knowing what it means, but there's more than his own mind guiding the situation. His bulges twist and curl in impatience, but when Dave finally touches him, the gasped sound he makes is half-shocked. It's not enough, he pushes back; it's too much suddenly with fingers in his nook but he's pushing onto them too. His sensitivity is all jacked up, and that's rather part of the point.

"Fffuck," he huffs out. "Should've known I was yellow fr'm th'horns." Between the drugs in his system and his own unavoidable lisp, his voice is a mess. And he's empty now without his fingers, and isn't that unfair, is he going to give up right then and tell whoever-the-shit is in charge he wants a different option?

If he could process things more smoothly, he could probably put together what the rustling means. Instead, his choked out noise is just as surprised as the first time when Dave's cock suddenly slides home.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck, yesssth, firs' time, first, y-you don't even give me a warning, shit." Both bulges curl back for any purchase they can find. One slips around Dave's shaft, the other between thigh and the soft weight of his balls, while his ass pushes back despite the stretch inside him. Thank god he's this wet already. "Don't really give, m-much chance for—" He stumbles over the word sex, gives up and moves on. "Don' wanna tarnish the goods."
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