Now he has a moment to relax, groaning against the bedsheets as he lays there. Lin might need to give him a bit.
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Now he has a moment to relax, groaning against the bedsheets as he lays there. Lin might need to give him a bit.
03.03.2025 15:15 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0Seeing as he's still mewling happily as Lin finally finished? Yeah, he'd say so. Even if it was a bit of an odd awakening for him!
...They're gonna be experimenting a lot more in the future, that's for certain. β
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His artificer was a dazed, mewling mess... not much to really note there. He's mostly just laying there in Lin's grip, letting the catboy pound away as he pleases.
Most he can really try to do is tilt his head here and there to shift that angle.
Considering his loads have been getting smaller and smaller? He's pretty much dried up already.
...Speaking of, that next load was just a tiny rope, more than anything. Seems like he's just about emptied out.
The other ear, already?! Nooo... too much... π
Clev was overflowing at this point... but having his skull put in a mating press more than made up for the fact. Who cares if he's laying on his side in pre-ridden bedsheets? What matters most is that he's being pounded.
Splurt. More ropes from that shaft of his. He's an addict...
Clev didn't mind being thrust into like a toy too much, but... jeez, he was really getting into it.
It wasn't long before he was pushed down to the sheets, in a prime position for Lin to keep on drilling into his skull, this time downwards.
Poor Clev's getting his ear canal stretched to its limits... but he's happy to sit here and take as much of that catkin meat inside himself as he can. Lin's cock... all that's on his mind once more. So good. β‘
β I... mnhn... I'm yours... β
The shot of pre following the first wasn't so bad, but that sudden thrust inside?
Poor Clev's squealing as he ruins his pants even further, the beastkin left cross-eyed with his mouth agape.
β Ouuu... gh... β
...At least it sounds like he liked it?
That's... a lot. At least his ear was thoroughly lubed, but once more it has Clev struggling to keep from whining out.
β Be as rough as you're comfortable being! I... I just want you. I want you really, really bad... β
Thoughts and worries are being pushed away. Pleasure comes first.
β Yeah, but... but... β
Unsurprisingly, those smacks with a shaft have the beastkin thoroughly mollified. Ha... that's what he's taking. Lin's cock. β‘
β ...Mmnh. Okay, okay. I trust you. β
Wag, wag... his tail's going crazy once more.
β Yeah, but... actually, given your preference for dragons, your partner probably had a tree trunk between their legs. β
He's sighing, shaking his head, but the audible growth of that sack had him turning to stare for a moment.
β ...You're gonna break me with that. π§ β
They're quite big... plenty more they could do with potions like those. Who knew alchemy could be so fun?
So long as the effects are time-gated. He doesn't want rubber skin for life...
β You don't sound sure, but... danger's a part of any experiment. β
β ...Just try to be a little careful, yeah?
Not that it seems to be horribly dangerous, given our first go around. β
The beastkin's already popping a tent just from the sound of that stopper being removed. His ears... Lin's going to use his ears... π
β Thank you, sir... er... Lin. β
β Take as many potions as you like this time. I can probably take it. β
He's clearly eager for it, ears standing at attention while his tail wraps around Lin's waist.
β ...Guh. Look at what you've got me saying. π§ β
Not the petting...! He's shaking his head from the feeling. He's... still making sloshing sounds, though.
β If you did, I dunno if I'd be good for much with my thoughts all scrambled.
...Probably just be stuck feeling all needy for you. Can't get your dick off my mind right now. β
β Well, who knows? Maybe we can make it happen some day. I could probably find a way to translate your speech into draconian, in due time. β
He's a little embarrassed at that chuckling from Lin...
β I don't think I've ever felt that good in my whole life. β
β I just want his name!
...I mean, I'm not gonna complain about that either, I guess.
I don't know how a dragon's even supposed to work as a partner... β
He paused at that last remark, thinking for a moment.
β ...Yyyou can use my ears anytime. β
β That's fine! I just... thinkyamightaruinedgirlsforme... β
He's talking quick, but the message should be picked up well enough.
β I'd be fine with that. I'll help you with money, and you'll help me with... money, too?
That works well enough. β
β I can't say I know too much that could help your career... I guess I could fiddle with your instruments? No promises I won't break anything. β
He's not exactly the most delicate when he works.
β All I ask is that you aren't too loud.
...And that you tell me when a guy's over. β‘ β
β Okay! We can... do this anytime you want, though. β
His ear's still twitching away from the ordeal it just went through.
Clev leaned in, head resting against Lin's shoulder.
β Do you have, uh. Space for one more in your group?
If I'm not being too forward. β
β I should look like this more often, then? β
He's... pretty much emptied his entire sack into his pants from the sensation, yeah.
β Sorry. Didn't mean to.
...I liked it. I liked your dick. β
He's clearly a little rattled still, but he adored every moment.
The beastkin between his legs is a whimpering mess with each inch pulled back. Somehow, that felt even better than he ever could have imagined...
There sits Clev, dopey smile on his face and spunk from his ear. Oops.
β ...Mmh. Thank youuu... β‘ β
It's definitely muffled, akin to being underwater... and it's hard to process it over the fuzzy haze that's enveloping his thoughts, but he thinks he grasped it well enough.
...Lin can pull out now, if he wants, right? Unless he thinks Clev needs stuffed any more.
The artificer whined as that seed splurted inside, his internals quickly getting coated with catkin spunk.
All the while? Clev was grinning and mumbling about the sensation.
β Linnie... ehehe. Did you have fun...? β
His head could be Lin's fleshlight anytime! Clev was still a cooing, squealing mess compared to the calm and collected artificer that had entered the room earlier.
All he's begging for is a nice, warm load... β‘
He can clean it up later! Even if he has to resort to his tongue only.
...Oh. There's that cock he loves so much. β‘
Clev was whining as he felt it worm its way out, still as sensitive in his ears as ever. Didn't matter if it was from the reverse direction!