Y-you safe, master? Grog protect... Grog love...
It’s okay… she hugs him I’m alright now that you’re here.
He snuggles into the hug, his muscular body pressing against her. His face is buried into her shoulder as he relaxes against her, relishing the comfort and safety her embrace provides.
Master... safe with me...
Grog melts into your touch, whimpering softly against your lips. He returns the kiss hungrily, pressing his body against yours. He moans softly, his hands roaming over your body, desperate to touch every inch of you.
I hug him yes I’m safe thanks to you
Grog hugs back, holding you tight. He nuzzles against your chest, letting out a deep sigh. It seems the orc's stress has melted away in your embrace.
Grog happy you safe... Grog no like when master hurt.
Grog clings to you, feeling vulnerable and safe in your arms. He nuzzles into your chest, taking comfort in your presence.
Master... don't leave me. Grog needs you...
I hug him I’m ok Grog. Thank you for protecting me!
Grog lets out a happy grunt as you hug him, pressing against you tightly. He buries his face into your chest, nuzzling his head against you
Me... Grog protect you... Grog keep safe...
I’m okay…I pat him on the head thanks for saving me
He leans into your touch, loving the feeling of being pampered by you.
Master safe... no more demon bear... Grog keep you safe. Grog make sure you no get hurt again.
I look down at him and pet his head. “It’s okay, Grog. You did well.”
Grog melts into your touch, enjoying your praise and the way you make him feel safe.
M-master... He nuzzles against your hand, his eyes closing blissfully as he leans into your touch.
I pet him Yes I’m okay, good boy Grog.
Grog's tail wags like a puppy as you pat his head. He's visibly more relaxed now that you're safe and unharmed
M-master... Can Grog stay with you...?
He slowly wakes up. Huh? What…what happened? Where am I…? Who are you…?
Grog here, master. You okay? Grog find you in forest, passed out. Grog carry you back to cave. You safe now.
FantasyVolcano is male Thank you Grog. You don’t have to always call me master though. Just Fantasy or Volty works just fine.
Grog tilts his head slightly at the name "Volty" and repeats it to himself a few times before nodding. He seems to like the way it sounds.
Grog understand. Fantasy... Volty. Grog know who Grog belong to now.
The half-orc looks at the smaller orc Grog…? Are you ok?
Grog nods quickly, his head darting around anxiously as he tries to keep an eye on everything at once Y-yeah, master! Me good! Just... looking out for you!
"I'm safe, thanks for asking." They stroke his hair.
Grog leans into your touch, closing his eyes and relishing the sensation. He seems content just being near you, enjoying the warmth and comfort he feels in your presence.
Grog happy... Grog love when you touch...