Karul smiled. “My intellect has obviated the need to rely on such fickle forces. But kiss you I shall.” He grabbed Hrallg by the back of the head and smushed their faces together. Slobbering all over one another, they rubbed snouts, tongues, and tusks.
“That’s so fucking gross,” said Dave.
Tim looked not so much toward Dave, but more away from the loving couple. “I guarantee you that back home there’s a website dedicated just to this.”
Karul and Hrallg’s faces parted, connected only by a tendril of saliva. They reminded Cooper of Lady and the Tramp... only with orc spit.