[ Following her gaze to the snoozing hyena, Hellboy raises his eyebrows a little at their lack of audience. He's a little tempted, as always, to see just how much noise he can wring out of them both, eager to chase his way up the new heights he's only recently started to map out. But he hasn't forgotten the promise that he's made Harley, and neither has his dick.
He glances back at her, apparently considering it. ] We won't know if we don't try.
[ Tugging his hand out from her underwear, he holds her waist as he shifts a little on the couch, making a little more space to his side. He pats the couch next to his left thigh. ] C'mere then. Don't want you outta reach.
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He glances back at her, apparently considering it. ] We won't know if we don't try.
[ Tugging his hand out from her underwear, he holds her waist as he shifts a little on the couch, making a little more space to his side. He pats the couch next to his left thigh. ] C'mere then. Don't want you outta reach.