Cock's frayed, pointed ears drooped in fear, and he shuffled back towards the door, wary of Layna and any sudden movements that might send him scurrying off like a startled animal. Between his legs dangled that thick organ he was aptly named after, perhaps excited from watching Layna debauch herself so wantonly, so unbecoming of a cleric! Perhaps she had gone too far, and some bravery welled up in Cock alongside some very obvious hot blood.<br/><br/>"G-good Lady mustn't!<em>He</em>will know, will feel you. His queens, too, they will know, they will find Cock!"<br/><br/>And that hefty penis kept swelling, lifting the tattered hem of his rags and pointing at Layna's trembling legs! He kept staring at her blushing cheeks, the way she was panting, so obvious in need! His juices lathered on her thighs began to seep out from her sex, no longer drawn in by the finger, and it made Layna look like an absolute whore, dripping wet with lust. He saw the look in her eyes, and though his body was built to respond, his mind hesitated with deep suspicion.<br/><br/>"C-Cock... will take this away, for Lady's own good," he began, taking another step back. And before she could plead or even lunge he was darting down the stairs, leaving a trail of Layna's own arousal still dripping from the Finger's tip!