Taako wriggles when those swabs are run against his sensitive cock and sheath, drawing a sharp hiss of breath through his teeth.

He starts to question what those swabs are even for when, suddenly, something is pressed to his tip, and then there are warm fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking him more properly, and whatever words he was going to say are cut off, turning instead into an open-mouthed whine.

"Ah-- uh, um... h'okay, uh, okay with this part, heh..."