[The comment is cute and draws Everett away from the act, a moment. He pants against Hector's skin, more out of his own arousal than need to catch his breath. The witch blood was rushing through him, moon sparking so much lust it makes his head spin. Hector's so gloriously attractive, taking orders well and reacting so cutely to each movement. Everett's voice is hoarse and desire]
Just a faun, same as... same as you, my pet... [while they might play sir and pet between each other, they are the same, there. Animals in rut, wishing to work out all their shameless, base instincts.
When Everett returns his tongue to Hector's ass, a hand reaches to toy with that fluffy tail, shivering about so temptingly. He doesn't mind if Hector keeps losing focus, it's simply too fun to not continue to distract him]
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Just a faun, same as... same as you, my pet... [while they might play sir and pet between each other, they are the same, there. Animals in rut, wishing to work out all their shameless, base instincts.
When Everett returns his tongue to Hector's ass, a hand reaches to toy with that fluffy tail, shivering about so temptingly. He doesn't mind if Hector keeps losing focus, it's simply too fun to not continue to distract him]