"Get cleaning."
Lanoch's cock reeked of unwashed sweat as he dangled it over Ferro.
The catkin had just raised his hands to start cleansing it with magic when Lanoch grabbed him by both wrists.
"Use your mouth," the leokin ordered.
Ferro swallowed heavily. He forced himself not to gag as he took Lanoch's barbed cock deep into his throat, hoping that the depth would keep him from noticing the smell and taste.
It helped, but not by much.
Ferro kept his eyes on the key as he worked his mouth and tongue, forcing himself with all his might not to gag. Not to give Lanoch any reason to throw him out before he could get what he needed...
But with his wrists locked in Lanoch's hand, he needed to wait-
"Hmrph!" Ferro gagged as Lanoch roughly shoved his hips forward, choking Ferro as the spines of his cock scraped his throat.
"Mmm, I missed this... none of those women ever had a throat like you..."
