Laura and Aria snickered from the safety of the space's quarantine (which looked like a cosy living room), watching the male beastman's heartbroken face.
"Remember how he tried to kill us? Now he wants us to live. Your blow jobs must be heavenly, sister," Aria cackled, "I wish I had a dick to experience your skills too."
Laura threw a pillow in her friend's direction, "Shut it, perve. Is sex all you can ever think of?"
Aria jumped onto the pillow to catch it and hugged it to her chest with a pout, "Don't tell me you are not in love with his cock. Your moans and screams were louder than mine. And the way you ride him ...you are definitely an addict."
Laura huffed and looked back at Tyrion, watching him fall to his knees, his body trembling from the shock of losing them, "That's all he got, a big dick. The rest of him is just a nuisance."
They both laughed.
