He moved a hand to his crotch as he felt the erection against his pants. He winced from it and stored the potions away carefully. He loosened the latches holding his armor together, not removing it completely. His glove was next, it was too coarse for what he wanted, no needed to do. His claw slid into his pants and over his large and thick erection, the smooth scales around it barely registered, but it was a coarse surface he knew would pleasure some. He began masturbating to relieve the pain of the erection, his claw moving over his shaft with a practiced movement.<br/>He remembered the girl fomr earlier and brought her image to his mind, images of what he could have done to her drove him on, he had to finish fast, lest he wouldn't have enough time to rest before something found him. He came with a moan, muffled with his other claw and bag, if having his mouth clasped shut wasn't enough.<br/>Dairuj fixed his armor, he had slid off his pants while trying to revert the effects of the potion, and got ready to rest. He slept well in almost every circumstance, despite this he had a shallow sleep and any sound or movement close enough would wake him up.