Their was the faintest of squeaks as the queen took him by surprise, disrupting his attempts at placating her with kisses, and pinning him down in a manner he was entirely unaccustomed too. Although, her forcefulness did remind him of f a Dryad he had once had a... relationship, of sorts, with.  Every Suimmer, she went into a sort of heat.  Those times were made much more pleasant, though, by the presence of chirping birds, droning bees, and clean mountain air.<br/><br/>His thoughts shift back from past memories back towards his current  situation, just as the queen licked his earlobe. He shuddered, and twitched underneath her; despite himself, she had found one of those sensitive erogenous zones, and that teasing , in tandem with the ambrosia, ensured that he his member was nice and hard for her enjoyment.<br/><br/>He whined and whimpered at her, pitifully, without shame. When he felt the fangs sink into him, he did indeed yell, before quieting it down; back to whimpers, and murmurs in some sort of chirping language. He sort of melted against her, as, even if he was not fond of having his blood leaving his body--it was supposed to stay inside!-- he nonetheless found her stimulating a sensitive spot of his body.<br/><br/>As she picked herself up and moved about, he remained perfectly placidly still.   In a lot of ways, he seemed to still be very much like a rabbit that's caught the sight of a hungry wolf. But, his expression gradually changes as he feels a sensation that, while not new to him, was something he had not felt in a long while.<br/><br/>As she went to work on his pole, which occasionally twitched and wavered on its own, she might just catch a few moans and other, appreciative noises coming from the Brownie.