[He blushes, because he wants to protest. Gepard wants to say that, well, any Silvermane Guard would be honored to save someone else's life, and he's far from the only man who's saved the lives of others. He also knows that maybe those others don't exactly rescue two dozen men at a time, but there's some heroes who have done similar. He also does know that he does have a drawer with a lot of medals, gathering dust.
He's got mixed feelings about them.]
It's hardly a dozen...
[He shifts, in part because, well. Look at what he just admitted, and the second Gepard says it is the second that he knows he said something dumb. And in part because Sampo's undoing his trousers and pulling them down and is he hard? Somewhat. Hard not to be...enthusiastic about things when he let himself be cornered by Sampo like some small prey animal offering up his throat to the predator, and said predator (Sampo) was nibbling at it. So to speak. Being flaccid would be an insult.
Could he be harder? Probably. In part because it's cold. In part because, well- his hand brushes Sampo's hair and he can feel his cock twitch at the thought of giving up control and seeing where Sampo took things.]
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He's got mixed feelings about them.]
It's hardly a dozen...
[He shifts, in part because, well. Look at what he just admitted, and the second Gepard says it is the second that he knows he said something dumb. And in part because Sampo's undoing his trousers and pulling them down and is he hard? Somewhat. Hard not to be...enthusiastic about things when he let himself be cornered by Sampo like some small prey animal offering up his throat to the predator, and said predator (Sampo) was nibbling at it. So to speak. Being flaccid would be an insult.
Could he be harder? Probably. In part because it's cold. In part because, well- his hand brushes Sampo's hair and he can feel his cock twitch at the thought of giving up control and seeing where Sampo took things.]
I know that's besides the point.