[It's almost upsetting with Dirk stepping away. Nadir wants to reach out and grab him, pull him back and press his face into his stomach as he pants, but he can barely focus to say a syllable let alone ask for something so embarrassingly needy after all of that. He shows his appreciation for the gentle touches with languid tail wags (the machine moving his tail more than he's able to at the moment).
He also had completely forgotten about the shadow, but right now he could barely care. And it seems the shadow hasn't appreciated everything Dirk just did to Nadir, because its gotten more translucent, and much more quiet, but still physically there enough to be ploughed thoroughly by the machine, pre still leaking out of its cock onto the bed--maybe even more than before, from watching them...? It shifts as Dirk's attention returned to it, trying to turn its head.]
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He also had completely forgotten about the shadow, but right now he could barely care. And it seems the shadow hasn't appreciated everything Dirk just did to Nadir, because its gotten more translucent, and much more quiet, but still physically there enough to be ploughed thoroughly by the machine, pre still leaking out of its cock onto the bed--maybe even more than before, from watching them...? It shifts as Dirk's attention returned to it, trying to turn its head.]