01-24-2016, 09:24 PM
Tobias contemplated his own seed in his King's hand. He had no idea what could be done with it, but maybe he just wasn't imaginative enough. He drank his mate's seed before, but this seemed like a different setup for who-even-knew-what. He felt a little dim, just for a moment. "It wouldn't matter how kind you were to some people, my King. Human fear doesn't follow obvious lines of logic, I feel. Or if I'm wrong, then it's still up to the fearful themself to overcome it." He tapped fingers to the upbeat of his King's heartbeat. Like a ticking clock. "It's a sorry fate, but it's a fate we can't avoid."
He didn't want to ask the pressing question until he figured something out about it. Call it pride or stubbornness, but an anxious need for that insight vexed him. Semen in the hand...clear to see, free to use...slick and sticky...salty...virile, very virile.
Maybe there were dozens of things that could be done with it. He gave up. "Please show me, my King. Don't even describe it, just show me what you're gonna do with it."
He didn't want to ask the pressing question until he figured something out about it. Call it pride or stubbornness, but an anxious need for that insight vexed him. Semen in the hand...clear to see, free to use...slick and sticky...salty...virile, very virile.
Maybe there were dozens of things that could be done with it. He gave up. "Please show me, my King. Don't even describe it, just show me what you're gonna do with it."