Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.
Techie’s cock twitches with interest. “Sure, l-love,” he whispers, transfixed by the soft skin so easily exposed. His hand slips under Dopheld’s pants, running his fingertips teasingly over his feverishly hot cock. Meanwhile, Techie gasps when his omega wiggles back onto him and grinds his arousal on the curve of Dopheld’s ass.
TechieHux 