The control room was empty. Well, empty in the sense that Ian and Muldoon had it all to themselves. Ian grunted gently as his eyes searched the room one last time.
"All, uh, clear" he said, briefly locking eyes with Muldoon before refocusing his gaze on his unbelievably plump package. Ian thought of jumbo vegan hotdogs, like the one his first ex used to force upon him, that wacky broad.
"Good" Muldoon replied, immediately beginning to unbuckle his belt. Ian shifted a little – while he was no stranger to moving fast, this was a bit hasty for even him, but then he remembered where they were – a dinosaur-infested island, where time for love was running out. Before Ian could linger on this thought for too long, Muldoon flung his practical khaki shorts to a corner of the room and moved towards his prey. Ian licked his lips, hoping he'd get a taste of that vegan frank. "Steady there", hissed Muldoon, gently shoving Ian's head towards his well-muscled thighs. He turned Ian's mouth away from his delectable protein source and skillfully tightened his thighs against Ian's head, settling into the task like a natural.
"Uhh, um, Muldoon…" Ian started to say, before being lovingly reprimanded by a squeeze from the large-thighed titan. He gasped a little as he felt dampness against his cheeks, but the surprise soon gave way to appreciation, and he turned his head just enough to reach a patch of thigh with his tongue. He lapped at the unexpectedly soft skin, tasting salt and a hint of velociraptor dung.
"Something to say?" Muldoon purred playfully, stroking Ian's curly hair whilst simultaneously pulsing his thighs against his head. "I'm just getting started."
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