Koggles finds a snack

Kog'maw complained to himself quietly outside the institute of war, sulking beneath a half-eaten tree. "So... hungry.." he whined, turning back to look at the front door of the league, remembering how they threw him out after he ate through their store of food, as well as the emergency rations earlier in the day. Whimpering he took another large bite from the tree, his caustic spittle causing the tree to degrade faster than usual, eventually leaving a tree-shaped mark on the bare ground, a few stray leaves here and there and the stump being the only evidence there was a tree recently. "What are you doing out and about little Voidborn?" Malzahar asked, looming over the distraught Kog'maw. "Maaaalz, I'm hungryyyyyy" he whined, staring up at the man, who recoiled in well-deserved fear, as he stared into the maw of a beast willing to eat the world into Oblivion. He might even eat himself if it didn't hurt, Malzahar assumed.
Stepping back slowly, Malzahar felt his back press against the wall as Kog'maw walked up to him slowly, before tearing the front of his pants open, freeing the man's limp cock. "Wh-wha-" he began, eyes wide open before Kog's mouth opened, his tongue snaking out and connecting to his flaccid piece, milking it slowly with his straw-like tongue before it latched onto his pelvis, a few sharp teeth stabbing into his skin. That was when malzahar passed out.

Malzahar woke up hours later, with a painful set of punctures around it, and a few friction burns on his cock. "...As was forseen.." he complained, as he floated away.