[ 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 ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ it at least has pretty soft hands. but it curls its fingers around him, stroking out of time with gil as its other hand tangles in his shirt to better hold on as it ruts into his touch, breathing hard with small, needy gasps.
The tendrils choose this point to make an appearance again, one trailing up and around to explore the lines of gil's chest. ]
[ he finds he's enjoying this more than he thought, despite himself -- the sense that he's more in control helps with that, certainly, compared with someone like Rosario.
he leans into the tendril instead of tensing this time, his own breath airy as he tilts his head forward to bite at its skin again, urging their hips closer together. ]
[ its really funny u think ur in control here buddy
It flattens a little against his skin, curiously feeling over a nipple, even as its body moves down against gil-- and he releases his cock to instead press himself down against him with a shuddering moan. ]
a soft shudder out through his nose, and moves up against it, the cool sensation still a little disarming but he's quickly getting over that fact -- laying back on the bed and trying to tug Cys down with him now ]
it lets gil pull him down, a little, moving one hand against the bed to support itself over him, bowing its head with a smile even as that long hair falls over its shoulder. ]
See? It is nice.
[ with a meaningful grind down against his cock, and a full-body shudder. ]
[ a petulant little noise, even as that changes into kind of a sigh of pleasure as he moves up against them, hand sliding back down to hold their ass for leverage once more ]
[ man it could do this all day. it lowers itself a little more against his chest, rolling its hips against him with small, pleasured noises, even as those tendrils slip up out of its shadow again to curl around Gil's cock and feel along his chest. ]
Regardless of what you fuss over, it is not worth fussing about in the first place, because we are enjoying ourselves.
[ it doesn't seem to mind it's rubbing against its own tendril-- in fact it uncurls a little to wrap their cocks together, stroking slowly even as cys grinds with a breathy moan. ]
[ before he gets too focused on fussing or fussing though he gasps, mouth parting slightly as the tendrils pull their cocks together. he grips their ass more firmly and grinds up, biting into his lower lip. ]
[ it just laughs, lightly, curling down to press its mouth to his neck and settle a bit more heavily against his hips-- not that it's much weight, anyway-- it's a slight thing. ]
Rosario's shadows, and then I also had sex with a woman. But, I would not also mind doing something new. I had assumed, however, that I would be the one instead fucking you.
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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...
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[ 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 ]
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[ 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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The tendrils choose this point to make an appearance again, one trailing up and around to explore the lines of gil's chest. ]
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he leans into the tendril instead of tensing this time, his own breath airy as he tilts his head forward to bite at its skin again, urging their hips closer together. ]
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It flattens a little against his skin, curiously feeling over a nipple, even as its body moves down against gil-- and he releases his cock to instead press himself down against him with a shuddering moan. ]
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a soft shudder out through his nose, and moves up against it, the cool sensation still a little disarming but he's quickly getting over that fact -- laying back on the bed and trying to tug Cys down with him now ]
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it lets gil pull him down, a little, moving one hand against the bed to support itself over him, bowing its head with a smile even as that long hair falls over its shoulder. ]
See? It is nice.
[ with a meaningful grind down against his cock, and a full-body shudder. ]
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I know that sex is nice.
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[ man it could do this all day. it lowers itself a little more against his chest, rolling its hips against him with small, pleasured noises, even as those tendrils slip up out of its shadow again to curl around Gil's cock and feel along his chest. ]
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[ but details. he relaxes once again for the tendrils, sighing softly at the sensation and slides his palm over their ass, cccontemplating. ]
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[ it doesn't seem to mind it's rubbing against its own tendril-- in fact it uncurls a little to wrap their cocks together, stroking slowly even as cys grinds with a breathy moan. ]
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[ before he gets too focused on fussing or fussing though he gasps, mouth parting slightly as the tendrils pull their cocks together. he grips their ass more firmly and grinds up, biting into his lower lip. ]
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[ he takes the wait of them easily, fingers still curiously brushing over their ass ]
Do you wish -- to be taken ... ?
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... "taken"?
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To be fucked.
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Oh-- oh. I have never had sex in such a way.
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Why would you assume that?
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Well, it is not as if anyone has yet suggested it, and it is quite impossible with a woman.
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