tenebrat | tl;dr

You have made it in a way of your choosing ... ?

[ presses in close, hand wander down its chest ]

[ it feels exactly like human skin and flesh normally would, without the benefit of body heat. ]

Well, not quite. This is a form natural to me.

I was not aware you creatures had those.

[ his hand slips further curiously, wrapping around its cock ]

[ It gives a little gasp, as if not entirely expecting that, settling its hands against his arm. SURE FEELS LIKE A NORMAL DICK if a little cool to the touch ]

I-I-- am not aware Rosario does, but-- myself-- was it not obvious, when you were in this body...? I-in Rosario's, I had to take on their form, because I could not remember what this one looked like as well as I could them...

-- ah ... That is right. But I did not find a cock when I was you.

[ grips it firmly, as if for emphasis ]

[ a tiny noise of-- pleasure? probably, judging by the way it tightens its fingers a bit. ]

B-because-- I was speaking-- of a solid form, to fall back on, and not genitals. Th-those are best created afterwards.

Genitals are essential.

[ mmoves now, trying to guide them toward a bed ]

I-if sex is not to be had, I do not see why, even if they are very nice...

[ are you. pulling me by my dick. but it allows itself to be led, with an expression that would be flushed if it could. ]

[ no he's nicer than that gosh, guides it by the arm annnd sitting down ]

No ... ? I would call them very nice.

[ Watches him for a moment... then shifts forward to climb into his lap, legs braced on either side of his. ]

They occasionally get in the way, if I am using a male form.

Mm ... The benefits outweigh the consequences, I would say.

[ wraps an around around it appreciatively, tugging it closer ]

It is easy enough to form them when they are needed, in any case.

[ settles in against him, liftings its arms to wrap around his shoulders. ]

[ a soft sigh, tipping his head up to kiss at its jaw ]

I would have preferred having them naturally ...

Well, you will not be occupying this body again if I can help it, so I suspect you will manage to keep your genitalia intact.

[ ahh does that mean we can start now. it hums at that, tilting its head back, even as a couple of tendrils slide searching up along Gil's legs, under the edges of his pants. ]

That would be preferable ...

[ a bit of a frown at the reminder -- and he tenses in an instinct when he feels the tendrils but allows them, trying to relax, as his teeth drag lightly down its throat ]

[ when he tenses they simply settle against his skin, probably pretty snug given the shitty tight clothes you wear. for the moment, though, it gives a little pleased noise, curling its fingers in his hair and leaning into the feeling of his mouth. ]

[ wow excuse me my clothes are amazing

his teeth draaag further down to bite lightly into the crook of its neck, his hand sliding down from its waist to cup its ass ]

[ that icon is basically exactly what is happening here and i'm sorry cys has a pancake ass. very unfortunate. i mean, it's enough to grab but still.

it rocks its hips with that touch, those tendrils climbing further, searching, brushing curiously along his cock. ]

[ it's a very good icon. and it's okay he'll forgive cys' flat ass, grabbing onto it anyway --

there's another little tense at the tendril against his cock but a soft sound, not displeased, free hand going back to cys' own cock again to cup it encouragingly. ]

[ one tendril curls around it, almost measuring as it feels from base to tip.

Cys exhales heavily, rocking down against his hand with a shiver, its own hands loosening in his hair to smooth down under his collar and against his back ]

Mmm...

[ the sensation still makes him twitch out of reflex, familiar in an unpleasant way -- but he pushes past that, rocking as if to encourage more of its contact and curling his hand around cys' cock again to begin stroking. ]

[ the tendril mimics gil's grip, circling around and slowly pumping, a little restricted by the confines of his pants, while Cys eagerly rolls forward against him. He removes his hands from the back of his shirt to instead circle his arms around his waist and press up against him, lips cool against his neck as he gives a shameless moan. ]

Mm..

[ the restraints on the pumping is noticeable and he exhales roughly in frustration before dropping the hand not on Cys's cock, working at undoing his own pants ]

[ it shifts a little, curling slightly against him to better watch that, before his tendrils pull away and remove themselves completely-- instead replaced by Cys's hand as it helps release his cock. ]

Ahh --

[ the coolness is -- strange, from a human-shaped hand, but he welcomes it, rocking his hips up and squeezing his hand around Cys' cock in turn ]

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