There was the odd walk-waddle which Hawke didn't mind. To be able to look at Kim, healed, had its own advantages. The man was trim with muscle and the way his smooth cock felt in Hawke's hand had him almost roaring out purrs with his raspy breath. The cool trickle of lube had his ass tilting, encouraging Kim's hand to go lower as his affirmative response was in faunlyn before his brain decided to kick in further.

"Standing," a nip here. "Sitting," a nip there. "Head under feet," and another nip. He meant upside down but words were difficult and Hawke wanted to enjoy this fully. Being generally the smaller of the faunlyn, Hawke was used to being in unusual positions. It was fun! And it added interesting pressure and sensations to his body, depending on how he was placed. His own hand wasn't idle as he stroked Kim's side, then down to grip the man's ass and finally moving to play with his balls as his other hand gently twisted the foreskin around, letting the head slide within the extra skin.