[Optics dim as Kaon leans his hips into Damus' touch. He continues to rub circles, pleased when it earns a small trickle of lubricant from between the soft lips of his valve.
His cooling fans click on with a roar when Kaon's thumbs over the fat head of his spike. Damus lets his hips twitch under Kaon's weight as he allows a breathy moan to escape.]
Why would I ever want to do that? After all, you've always been so good at giving it...
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[Optics dim as Kaon leans his hips into Damus' touch. He continues to rub circles, pleased when it earns a small trickle of lubricant from between the soft lips of his valve.
His cooling fans click on with a roar when Kaon's thumbs over the fat head of his spike. Damus lets his hips twitch under Kaon's weight as he allows a breathy moan to escape.]
Why would I ever want to do that? After all, you've always been so good at giving it...