The fox released a small whimper as the fearful part of him watched the vines come slowly down at him and wrapping tightly around his wrists and ankles, quivering and squirming a bit as the bobcat's hand worked around his crotch.<br/><br/>Rosin's smile was returned with a frightful wince, but Colfet listened.<br/><br/>"...M-Meal...?" he asked in a light, dizzy voice, which was soon followed by a deep moan as a vine coiled around his bare dick and rubbed against it, causing him to kick a bit under the restraint of the vines holding his ankles. He stopped kicking soon after, the scented nectar on his nose having completely taken over his senses.