The fox whimpered and shut his eyes tightly as Rosin's tongue licked over his face, which scrunches up with a deep frightful shudder. His lips pressed tightly together to keep the saliva that dampened his facial fur out of his mouth while he shook his head a bit to rid himself of some as the bobcat sampled his taste. Colfet was about to speak when his head was suddenly confined in a slippery humid maw.<br/><br/>The fox released an audible 'meep' before beginning to wriggle and writhe, his cold nose rubbing along Rosin's tongue as it licked at him and completely glomped his fur with giant globs of warm saliva.