Crush sighed. “I wasn’t expecting to be hit with that.”
“Are you going to tell the pack?”
A long pause. “I should, shouldn’t I?”
“I don’t know,” Killian said. “I’m far from being the morality police.”
“You’re—”
“I’m?”
“You’re amazing,” Crush said. “It’s just... you fit my broken parts so well.”
Killian shrugged. “You don’t mind my foot-in-mouth disease, so I think we’re even.”
Crush huffed. “While we have time, tell me more about those spells, so we’re not making rushed decisions in the middle of a fight.”
Killian pulled out the attack spells. “‘Jabbing their balls mercilessly for 5 min. Pain.’ ‘Like shooting jizz into your eyeballs but 100 times harder, and also, stinky jizz.’ ‘Fireball but hotter. Lavaball. Aim it at dicks for Ball VS Balls.’”
Crush coughed. “Any bigger ones?”
Killian flipped through the spells and found one. “‘The biggest of the big. Will win all dick contests. Fireball, 30 cocks wide. Or 1 giant cock.’”
Crush snorted. Killian was about to read the next spell when purple light flashed ahead.
That was definitely magic.
“I don’t know if we’re equipped for a magic fight,” Killian said uncertainly.
“We’ll stay further back. Have some of the defensive spells ready. We’ll attack first and be ready to dodge.”
“Because a barrierone cock thickwill save us,” Killian said dryly. “Hopefully it’s the size of your cock instead of mine.”
Crush huffed. As they approached, they heard yelling.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Uriel bellowed.
“Getting out of this fucking trap myself!” Bruiser yelled back. “There’s no way I’m lettingyousave me.”
“Yeah, because why would I save an idiot gecko?” Uriel snapped. “This is a damn waste of my time.”
“I didn’t ask you to show up! Go back to where you came from!”
“Wait,” Uriel said urgently. “Don’t—”
Something snapped loudly. Then came an equally loud squelch, sounding so thick and gooey that Killian cringed.
When Crush crept closer, they found Bruiser sitting in a deep puddle of mud, his muscular alpha body completely covered in goop. Uriel had one hand flattened over his face. “This is the last time I’m babysitting a gecko.”
“I’m not a baby, and I’m not a fucking gecko,” Bruiser seethed.
“Then act like it!” Uriel snapped.
Killian and Crush looked at each other. Slowly, Crush backed away.
“I think we should go,” Crush whispered. “This feels a lot like...”
Foreplay,Killian mouthed. Crush nodded solemnly.
