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19:Â Hand job
Yarne was still scared, even if he managed to stop trembling the dragon could smell fear and hell, he fed off of such emotion. Oh, he couldn't blame Yarne. The friend Yarne had held out hope for, the person he had trusted, oh how had he been betrayed.
Grima purred quite loudly as he looped two fingers through the collar he'd managed to get on the Taguel earlier, fingers which then pulled the other male back into Morgan's lap.
There was no way his new pet was going anywhere and as the dragon's free hand strayed down across Yarne's chest and between his legs the Taguel would feel a sharp pain in his ear.
Morgan had bit down quite forcefully on the furry ear and tugged back in a predatory fashion the same moment his hand made its way through Taguel fur to firmly wrap around Yarne's member, his claws just barely avoiding the very delicate area.
"Now, be a good pet bunny and this won't hurt nearly as much as it could~." He mumbled through a mouthful of Taguel fur, purring at the taste of blood on his tounge
