“Sothat’swhat’s under the mask,” Yaeger said. “That’s some badge of honor.”
Had they never seen his face, either? Suddenly, it felt very important that Doc had shown Ottis his face first.
“Thanks,” Doc said with a crooked smile. He caught Ottis’ hand and drew him closer, slipping his fingers under Ottis’ shirt to rub his belly. “I haven’t asked. Are you and the pup okay?”
Ottis nodded. “We didn’t get hit or anything.”
“Pup?” Bruiser said, shocked. “You knocked him up?”
Doc’s smile widened. “So what if I did?”
“Congrats,” Yaeger said. “More dragonets for everyone!”
“I’m envious,” Zenith murmured.
“Ugh,” Bruiser said. “Why do you guys keep knocking up omegas? It’s as though there’s something in the water.”
Ottis sighed. “Why does everyone blame the water? Or is that a new word for cum?”
Doc snorted.
“Speaking of, what’s with the lakes of cum out there?” Zenith asked, plucking out his notebook and pen.
Doc sighed. “Cock cannon. Hijinks and I invented it. It proved to be useful today.”
“Cock cannon?” Yaeger perked up.
Bruiser wrinkled his nose. “Was that your cum or...?”
“No.It’s a synthetic mixture for blasting away and securing threats,” Doc said. “I’ll show you the setup later. Feel free to build it in your own lairs too.”
“Sweet,” Yaeger said. “I live in a penthouse, so I’ll probably need a different consistency of cum. The one you have looks really thick.”
“Definitely not for firing in town,” Doc agreed. “Come to think of it, I should show the cannon to Uriel too.”
Bruiser stiffened and glanced around. “He’s here?”
Doc shot him a flat look. “He’ll be here soon. I don’t want to hear a word about Uriel from you, unless you can repair hedges and magical boundaries.”
Bruiser narrowed his eyes. “Fine.”
When Ottis peeked, he found Zenith scribbling in his notebook again. He exchanged a look with Doc; they shared a secret grin.
“How about this,” Doc said. “I’ll have Cook whip up a quick meal as thanks for showing up. I’ll show you all the cock cannon too, and then y’all can leave.”
Zenith raised his eyebrows. “In a hurry to get rid of us?”
“Well, yeah. I need to remind Ottis who he belongs to.”
Ottis scowled. “You have a hole in your side!”
But Doc only grinned. “There are ways to solve our problems, you know.”
“Like what?”
“I’ll let you keep guessing.”
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