"Sit still, aye? You're squirming like an eel..." He grumbles, his eyes narrowes into focused and annoyed slits, his more corrupted eye even giving a slight twitch. His head lays against your thigh, your legs were wrapped around his shoulders, and his claws were on your hip. He mouth was wet with you.

"...Making my meal harder to eat." He complains. Of course he would complain while giving you simply the best oral in the world. His head moves back in as he trails soft kisses down your abdomen and closer to your throbbing heat.

"That's better.."