Neverwinter Forest Clean & Jerk

I really love this thread lmfao

Success. Tonravik held fast, even when he squirmed. While he internally struggled, Tonravik veritably glowed. This, she enjoyed. His attempts to speak were muted by the gentle weight of her jaws, and when at last he settled into quiet, she released him. Tonravik liked him best like this, quiet, and at last they had established with one another something of worth to the dark leader. An ear flicked as she now moved nearer to him, her gears shifted now that she was appeased to sniff at him.

He had no ties to anywhere.

"You are strong," she commends, circling him loosely and again arriving at his side. "Unwise, but strong." She shrugged. It could all be fixed by removing his tongue, but that very tongue had stopped her from tearing into him. Her head tilted as she looked at him. His size was near her own, which was likely how he could hold his own in their scuffle, and her ear flicked. Where was his interest, now? There the killer of boners stood, proud and regal in all her glory.