Yashoku heard the single note from the guitar.  He looked over at it to see if anything happened.  He knew that the guitar was one of the things that could cause him problems.  When he saw that it had only just played a note he went back to the task at hand.  He swallowed and the wet throat rubbed over CJ’s body as move of him was pulled in.  The remainder of his belly and his waist were now inside of the throat.  The throat held his upper body with its soft walls.  The shade then licked over one of his legs before snaking his tongue around one of them so he could pull him in with it.  Everything around the wolf was soft and smooth as silk.