The touch of his tongue against her warm, hidden skin sent shivers through her body. Her hand slid between them, cupping his c**k. "I couldn't. I would rather become mortal than to lose you." She hated admitting so, but it was true. After all, to her becoming mortal was a fate worse than any other.
It occurred to him perhaps she heard what she had told her brother, but how? Regardless, it didn't really matter.
He rested his head on her chest. "...Then please..." His voice was so very tired. "Assuage my pain."
Discordia leaned her brow on top of his head and he felt his fur dampen slightly from her tears. Her hand slipped beneath the cloth covering him and she began rubbing his length. He let out a small groan as her hand slid along him. It took time, longer than usual, but gradually the
