[Sorry, Shulk, but Crow knows how to multi-task. Even with Shulk touching him -- his near incoherent moaning interspersed with whale-like squeaking -- Crow never lets up on the movement of his hand on Shulk's shaft. Heat pools low in his body, and a yearning for something more than Shulk's hands on his dick grows stronger with every tug of his penis. By the time Shulk speaks, Crow's hard on is at its full length: slightly longer than the distance between the base of his crotch and his belly button.

Don't worry bird boy, Crow totally mentally replaced 'difficult' with 'hard', evidenced by his breathless snigger. With his free hand, Crow reaches for the condom and bottle of lube and tries to smack Shulk in the face with it. Or would've, if his aim hadn't been a little off thanks to Shulk's attention. Instead he kind of mushes the items into the side of Shulk's head before they slip from his hand into the mattress. He somehow manages to catch the lube before it rolls off the bed.]

I didn't go to the trouble of getting these out just so we can finish by jacking each other off!

[Jack... King... off. Great, now there's another mental image Crow doesn't want. Wincing and moving on quickly, Crow tightens his grip on Shulk and shoots him a lascivious smile.]

What are your thoughts on oral and anal at the same time?

[Is being completely direct about what he wants to do a turn on or a turn off?]