"Oh, come on." Oloroso offered him a sharp, dark, little smile, "Just think of it as...something for me to remember you by, after you go home."
"I dunno...I guess?"
"And besides," the ottercoon winked, "it won't be the first time I've gotten you on camera."
"I didn't know you were filming me, last time!" Solas snapped, as a blush crept upon his cheeks. "A-and besides...my face wasn't in it, then."
And Oloroso couldn't help but widen his grin...
"Oh? Is that all that worries you? Just your face being in it?" He leaned in and petted his friend on the head as he bore his teeth, "So, you don't mind the camera, itself, then! You just don't want any proof that it's you."
For a long moment, the monkey could only respond with silence and shifting eyes. But, in time, though it was only a mutter...
...he did manage to speak: "Just...just promise me that you won't show it to anybody, okay?"
"We'll see..." at that, Oloroso reclined and readied his phone. "That all depends on how good of a job you do."
Solas could hear the unmistakable digitized sounds of the phone's camera ap...and he gulped in silence as he looked down at the tower of flesh between Olo's legs. He felt his cheeks burn. His paws shook. And he couldn't bring himself to look up, to turn his eyes on the camera...
...but his own dick was hard, twitching, and dripping on the floor between his knees.
And so he took a breath, closed his eyes, bowed his head, and went to work: bobbing, suckling, and pivoting...taking every inch of the ottercoon's cock into his muzzle, again and again. And hovering, all the while, somewhere between revelry and denial of the camera in his face.
His eyes snapped open, though, at the feel of a paw taking a firm hold of his headfur, to roughly guide him as it saw fit.
And with a low, satisfied hum, Oloroso murmured: "Smile for the camera, monkey..."
That, though, only elicited a glare from the primate between his legs...
...and the ottercoon laughed: "Oh yeah. Your mouth's a little too full to smile, huh?"
But on it went, despite Olo's taunts and Solas's fading blush. Truth be told, the monkey had far less of a problem with this, than his complaints had implied. He didn't want anyone else to see it, sure. But the paw in his headfur? The forceful friend? The playful taunts? The tinge of embarrassment? And of course, the physical act itself: the taste, the feel, the smell?
He loved it all.
Especially the moment when it erupted in his nursing maw!
"That's it. Drink up," Oloroso growled as his cock swelled, twitched, and filled his monkey's mouth. "Show the nice people how much you love it!"
And Solas did just that. The humiliation of it all washed over him: the permanent record of his shameless submission. But he swallowed it down happily, nonetheless, as Olo's paw left his headfur...
...and the ottercoon was finally left slumping in the couch. Satisfied, emptied, and fulfilled.
"Good boy."
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