Cyclonus cries out at the bite, claws raking furrows in the floor as Wing fills him, spike dragging against swollen nodes. He growls as he's stretched out, arching willingly for Wing. Being held down so makes him tremble almost as much as the the sharp slide of Wing inside him.

Pressing his hollow cheek to the cool ground, he bares his teeth in a fierce grin and growls, "Harder."