[Tavros grins a little, shyly, lower lip caught between sharp teeth, and repeats the squeezing motion. The instinct to whine in disappointment at the loss of hand-horn contact is quelled when he realizes where that hand is, in fact, headed, and when Dave's fingers close around his dick, Tav lets out a low hiss.]
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oH,
tHIS IS, uM,
nICE,