He was quite a bit larger than her master, in many ways; taller, wider, more muscular - the hobgoblin was a natural fighter, as opposed to the fragile, studious mage who called her. And, of course, this translated to everything.<br/><br/>The brute grunted, as she agreed so easily, his eyes widening at the ease with which she took him into her mouth. "Heh... nngh, you've done this before, haven't you?" he said with a grin, one hand reaching down to wrap behind her head, fingers entwining in her hair, as his thumb ran over her ear - ready to use force on her, if needed, but content, for the moment, to let the eager little cocksucker get to work.