Firestone Hot Springs Gotta Keep The Moral Up

He let himself linger there, not yet snapped away.
God, it'd be crushing if Donovan told him to fuck off right now.

His tongue tickled.
Briefly passing across his nose by accident. Probably by accident. 
Then, he drew in, making Derg completely still.
And his soft, deep voice sent tingles down his spine, all the way to his tail tip.

He lifted his muzzle up to Donovan's own ear, letting him nibble him.
"I'm glad you do." He replied.
He let his muzzle fall again, looking into the mans ever so captivating eyes,