"Technically, I wasn't the one who changed my name to this but, uh, you get the reasoning behind it now, huh?" His master chose this name after taking one look up and down.

"O-oh fuckkk," he groans, as he's shoved to the wall. He does love it rough. And the next exclamation is wordless but loud as Pratt goes right down on his knees and gets to work.

"MMM-yesss," his fingers curl reflexively into Pratt's hair. He won't apply any pressure, but he needs something to hold onto right now.