[PMSingTiger]

~ svara ~

The beast didn't even hear him. Of course not, he just continued his - wonderful - administrations. Growling, Svara bucked his hips into the wet tongue lapping at his shorts. Of all the times to be wearing clothes, it was when the one creature with a heavenly appendage was trying to lick his way into his womb. That thought made the gryphon shiver in pleasure, dick hardening more with each swipe.

Focus!

His inner voice shouted, trying to drag his conscious from the wonderful sensations. Sadly, he was a carnal being in nature, and pleasure always came before anything else. That was his decision, until the wyvern pulled away, frustration clear in his words. Svara just growled, shifting against his already hard and wet body. Damn thing has him forgetting what was so important, and ignoring him on top of it!
"No motherfucker! I want to know what the hell to expect with the little spawn growing inside of me!" He shot up to his feet, screeching like a harpy, the hormonal rage starting to rise again.

"I think there is a shit ton of them too, because I'm fucking huge! I look like I have goddamn cancer, whatthehellkindathingdidyouplantinmeIwillkillyouyougoduglysackofshitpainintheassfucking..." The rant began again. Like a wild animal he began to pace, blonde hair only adding to the look of crazy that was Svara.