[ His wings spread out, feathers spaced out slightly as he's touched, trying to bite back a moan at even the hint of a touch to them. His fingers explore the length of Sam's cock, tracing his way down the tip to the base and caressing him between his balls as he breathes out against the tip.
Then he takes a small test lick, pushing tongue against salt-tinged flesh, his heart hammering in own throat from nerves and excitement. He knows he's going a bit slow, but he doesn't want to misstep and he also wants to take his time to streak his tongue along the underside and taste all of Sam. ]
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Then he takes a small test lick, pushing tongue against salt-tinged flesh, his heart hammering in own throat from nerves and excitement. He knows he's going a bit slow, but he doesn't want to misstep and he also wants to take his time to streak his tongue along the underside and taste all of Sam. ]
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