Freki was usually the sort who felt comfortable under scrutiny - it was only a natural result being naked so often under the watch of lab personnel for your early stages of life and stared at by what seemed like very human, though the looks ranged from lusty ones to jealous or frightened ones. Something was different about the Wasp women's scrutiny however and he couldn't help but start getting hard, his impressive length slipping free of it's protective, furry sheath to show itself off. Freki's genitalia were largely still canine, complete with a knot that he was sure the wasp women would be rather fond of - it had a wonderful habit of keeping even a single drop from spilling.<br/><br/>Their acceptance made Freki smile wider, the polite smile breaking into a toothy grin as the GenImal pondered how he'd preoccupy himself for the next two hours. When she suddenly dropped down and he felt  that wonderfully soft, warm mouth around his shaft he was caught entirely off guard, moaning softly, his toe-claws digging into the floor tiles a little. It felt so good he had to smother the whimper that threatened to raise in his throat when she stopped.<br/><br/>"Yes M'am!" he replied aloud, nodding energetically. "I assure you, it shall be most certainly be saved until that time."