this WAS gonna be porn but it wrapped up nicely at the end so no porn.
"Before we," Steeljaw paused. He was embarrassed by the word, but not by Thunderhoof being in his lap.
The mobster rested his elbows on spread knees and folded his hands in front of his face. His attention waned. "Frag," Thunderhoof supplied.
"Yes. Before that, I must tell you something about my... anatomy." Steeljaw finished his own sentence this time.
"Awright, spill. I ain't gon' judge. I seen plenty weird, and fragged 'em, too."
"My spike has a mod," Steeljaw said quickly. "When I overload, it swells at the base."
"You gotta knot? Ni-ice," Thunderhoof's gaze fogged at a fond memory. "And before you axe, no, you ain't no freak or creep. Maybe you can be a creep, but that just 'cause the way you act is all sneaky-peaky-like."
Steeljaw put a claw on Thunderhoof's hip. "You aren't repulsed? You consent?"
Thunderhoof folded his knees and raised himself. Already exposed, his valve shined in the dim warehouse light. The external node was a small red bulb begging to be fondled. "Let's see whatcha got, Steely."
uh so hopefully steely doesnt spund too cutesy i wrote it as like a teasing nickname. its ninety degrees right now i am melting there was a wasp in my bathroom todays been quite the day.
thunderhoofs clit is inspired by rudolph the red nosed reindeer because why stop when i can go all the way to hell