Draven's eyes grow wide, surprise almost making him choke on the living dildo. He grips the thing with his hands, trying in vain to remove it from his mouth. Struggling, he heaves, drool leaking from the side of his mouth, slowly mixing with blood as the dildo dove deeper and deeper into his throat. Finally, he falls to his knees, shaking, still trying to pry the sex toy from him mouth.<br/><br/>He looks to Shawn for help, whimpering and sobbing.<br/><br/>Apart of him, though, enjoys what is happening to him, and he craves release into his mouth... But this is a bloody dildo! How can it be alive?!<br/><br/>Unable to get it out of him, Draven does the only thing he can: he gives in, lying on the floor of the men's room, suckling at the dildo as though it were his ex-boyfriend.