Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24965182-20170630060211/@comment-24934423-20171006080434

Laying next to the Wyvern, Max is blanketed by her wing as she wraps one around him. "Good night, love," she whispers to him as she closes her eyes. Soon enough, sleep overcomes him...

When he wakes, he feels hot and bothered, yet waves of pleasure flow through him from his waist. The weight of another body is on top of him, raising off of his hardened member only to come crashing down once more upon it, making the sounds of slapping flesh and the creaking of the bed underneath.

Resting near his collarbone is a familiar weight, circular in shape and warm to the touch.