Conquest of the King [Commission]
maffin kept dragging his bristly tongue along rauru's body. the zonai was no longer stiff, his hands reaching down to stroke maffin's back. his body knew what to do. one hand went to the base of maffin's tail and began to scratch.
[SNEAK PEEK]Conquest of the King
Curiously, as maffin got closer to rauru, the scent did not grow stronger, or more cloying. it remained subtle and pleasant. maffin was just a little over half rauru's height - small and lithe.