Mejo watched the man twirling his cane. He bounced in excitement. He kept on the pair of new pants that fit him. They looked good on him. He shifted from foot to foot as he was still a bit hyper. He looked at Horgin who was grinning. Just smiling at the man. He wondered what Mistress Abbigal was doing. Tilting his head to the side. Why did he have a feeling he was being talked about? His wings flexed and unflexed. Such a strange feeling he had. Looking at Horgin and sat down indian style. Watching him gathering more things for him. Different styles of shoes. Different colors. Than different pants and socks. What a weird looking piece of clothing those socks were. He just watched Horgin and waited. Hoping Abbigal came back soon.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Heji moaned as he felt Silva's chest rising and falling. He kept pumping his hand and rubbing the tip with the pad of his thumb. Dripping pre more frequently as he fought his orgasm. He was not cumming until he made Silva come. He felt him wiggling and was amused with how much Silva wiggled around during sex. It was cute and amusing to him. He moaned and felt the hot cum started to coat his thumb and hand. He kept pumping his hand anyways. Allowing himself to cum as well. Slowly cumming inside Silva's bud. Moaning loudly as it felt good to finally have release. He moved his mouth to Silva's ear. "Its alright...orgasming is natural. Relax Silva." He said softly. Kissing Silva's lips as he rocked his hips. Just cumming inside his lovers bud until he was done. He continued kissing Silva. Letting his lover ride out his own orgasm. Having a feeling it was the first one he had ever had.