[He snorts and doesn't increase the paces of the tentacles. Though he doesn't decrease it either. What to do? What to do? He idly drums his fingers on his cheek.
He dips his head low near his ear kissing the shell of it before whispering, describing in detail how Hythlodaeus looks under him. The flush of his skin. The arch of his hips. The sound of his voice. And maybe even adding some things he's not doing so he can imagine them. Thumbing his nipples. Marking his skin in small bites.
He could go with the physical approach, but, well, this is more fun.]
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Re: Day 440
Date: 2022-02-08 08:04 am (UTC)More?
[He snorts and doesn't increase the paces of the tentacles. Though he doesn't decrease it either. What to do? What to do? He idly drums his fingers on his cheek.
He dips his head low near his ear kissing the shell of it before whispering, describing in detail how Hythlodaeus looks under him. The flush of his skin. The arch of his hips. The sound of his voice. And maybe even adding some things he's not doing so he can imagine them. Thumbing his nipples. Marking his skin in small bites.
He could go with the physical approach, but, well, this is more fun.]