C Mimic (w/Bhdire)

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Greyson hummed noncommitally as he see how nectar oozed out from Emmet's bottom. "You are so wet.... is that a sign of your fertility?" He smirked and teased, using his thumb to scooop up a little of the clear liquid. "I am starting ot find the presence of a nurse quite... redundant. Tell me Emmet, have you... are you...?" He didn't finish his question as he pushed in one calloused finger of his into Emmet's most private parts, pressing in and hummed his approval as the soft flesh bite down on him, clearly new to any form of intrusion. The slick he had helped with his finger's movement and he reached in carefully until he got in touch with some obstacle. A hymen.