[Dave nods, all cool like he didn't just ask his alien boyfriend to fuck his mouth a little harder, please, because Dave fucking Strider gets off on that shit, and decides to give his throat a rest for a moment, dipping his head down to wriggle the tip of his tongue against the wet folds of Tav's nook.
He does lift a hand, though, to stroke along Tav's bulge while he does so. He wouldn't want Tav to feel neglected, or anything.]
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He does lift a hand, though, to stroke along Tav's bulge while he does so. He wouldn't want Tav to feel neglected, or anything.]