((*dead* Hahaha, Conan -could- almost be their brutal assbaby lovechild! X))
"Yeah, we shoulds get a prize for winnings. Maybe we'll gets one later." And, although the mun sucks and forgot to mention it anywhere specifically, the Baron at least did send a generous amount of beer over to the 'winners', which Dethklok technically was. Although Elric and Smaug were the 'real' winners. Vladimir would have been highly amused by Skwisgaar's prize suggestion of beheading the losing team, however. "But yeah, I didn'ts much like goings to the perverts doctor, especiallies the part where Nathan broke your hands withs his face." But, it was good that they'd talked because of it, at least.
Toki's concentration broke slightly as Skwisgaar's tongue tickled his head, squirming with surprised pleasure at the sensation of the tip teasing the slit, but regained his focus after a few seconds, whimpering as he took as much of Skwisgaar's cock into his mouth as he was comfortably able to. With so many stimuli, he found it hard to even think, but, it was hardly important. What concentration he could muster he directed upon his treatment of Skwisgaar's cock, attempting to draw out more of his moans, as they not only felt good, but seemed to him a guide of what Skwisgaar liked best. He'd really been trying his best to learn this, mostly by observing his various reactions, and pursuing those which seemed most promising.
As Skwisgaar leaned back again, Toki opened his eyes, which he'd realized were closed, and looked up at him as he continued to suck his cock. Although the loss of Skwisgaar's mouth on his own cock was a little bit disappointing, he was able to focus far better on what he was doing. He lifted his lips from it for a moment to smile back at Skwisgaar, as he'd found his remarks about 'good taste' to be an approval of the job he was doing. His eyes followed Skwisgaar's hand toward the pillows, and he caught the lube which was tossed at him, squeezing is as he felt the teasing hand on his cock and balls. He nodded readily, obeying the direction almost immediately and quite liking being told what to do, although it took him a few seconds to get the bottle open due to the wonderful touch of Skwisgaar's fingers. But, after he'd managed the necessary preparations, he maneuvered himself and Skwisgaar so that he could slip a slicked finger inside him as he continued to stroke his cock with his free hand, watching for Skwisgaar's reaction.
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"Yeah, we shoulds get a prize for winnings. Maybe we'll gets one later." And, although the mun sucks and forgot to mention it anywhere specifically, the Baron at least did send a generous amount of beer over to the 'winners', which Dethklok technically was. Although Elric and Smaug were the 'real' winners. Vladimir would have been highly amused by Skwisgaar's prize suggestion of beheading the losing team, however. "But yeah, I didn'ts much like goings to the perverts doctor, especiallies the part where Nathan broke your hands withs his face." But, it was good that they'd talked because of it, at least.
Toki's concentration broke slightly as Skwisgaar's tongue tickled his head, squirming with surprised pleasure at the sensation of the tip teasing the slit, but regained his focus after a few seconds, whimpering as he took as much of Skwisgaar's cock into his mouth as he was comfortably able to. With so many stimuli, he found it hard to even think, but, it was hardly important. What concentration he could muster he directed upon his treatment of Skwisgaar's cock, attempting to draw out more of his moans, as they not only felt good, but seemed to him a guide of what Skwisgaar liked best. He'd really been trying his best to learn this, mostly by observing his various reactions, and pursuing those which seemed most promising.
As Skwisgaar leaned back again, Toki opened his eyes, which he'd realized were closed, and looked up at him as he continued to suck his cock. Although the loss of Skwisgaar's mouth on his own cock was a little bit disappointing, he was able to focus far better on what he was doing. He lifted his lips from it for a moment to smile back at Skwisgaar, as he'd found his remarks about 'good taste' to be an approval of the job he was doing. His eyes followed Skwisgaar's hand toward the pillows, and he caught the lube which was tossed at him, squeezing is as he felt the teasing hand on his cock and balls. He nodded readily, obeying the direction almost immediately and quite liking being told what to do, although it took him a few seconds to get the bottle open due to the wonderful touch of Skwisgaar's fingers. But, after he'd managed the necessary preparations, he maneuvered himself and Skwisgaar so that he could slip a slicked finger inside him as he continued to stroke his cock with his free hand, watching for Skwisgaar's reaction.