[It mattered not who was the master over who. What role either of them should be playing. From the start, he hadn't looked at Broca as a pet. His orders before could barely be called that. Merely easy requests to help settle the other in a situation that they obviously weren't keen on. Even if Broca had ultimately agreed for the sake of a payout, they obviously would not have enjoyed their time if it were with someone who only saw them as a pet to tame and own.
And he wanted this to be good for the both of them.
How can he not find it all so hot? The growl in Broca's voice and the words on their tongue. Order or permission granted, they're the same thing in his head. The allowance to let go.
He comes with a shout, back arching off the bed, seed spilling over Broca's hands and splattering onto their stomachs.]
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And he wanted this to be good for the both of them.
How can he not find it all so hot? The growl in Broca's voice and the words on their tongue. Order or permission granted, they're the same thing in his head. The allowance to let go.
He comes with a shout, back arching off the bed, seed spilling over Broca's hands and splattering onto their stomachs.]