[The taller troll lets out a rumbling, delighted growl when Tavros's teeth scrape his skin, and another at the claws - he knew the little brownblood could be aggressive with the right inspiration! And how motherfucking cool is it that that inspiration is apparently his own tastyfine self?]

Damn, Tavros, [he gasps] if I'd been knowing you wanted to-oooohhh ...

[And words are pretty much beyond his grasp, as Tavros finally gets his pants down, letting the big bulge leaking indigo escape and twine with the smaller troll's. His eyes roll back in his head a little, and he lets out the most wanton, delirious groan he's probably ever produced.]