commensalist: (♫We lean like gardens toward light)
Luke ([personal profile] commensalist) wrote in [personal profile] lieabilities 2025-06-09 12:33 pm (UTC)

That's because—nnmgh—you're a bastard—

[His voice gets cut off then, as the tentacles twist and move. Suckers rub along his walls and leave every muscle overstimulated and twitching, lengths flooding the space of his womb until it bulges with their writhing before sliding out again. It's—insane, really.

Insane, and it feels incredible, now that the pain is gone. Gaping muscles twitch every time Kleken leaves him empty again, resistance fading to groans and hitched breaths.]


Ah... haah... fuck...

[He's not trying to escape, really, but Kleken's hand at the base of his cock feels good too. Desperation addles his mind, a soft, breezy laugh escaping at the question. Clawed fingers press lightly against the bulge of his belly, absently petting his dubiously welcome visitors through its taut surface.]

Just... don't stop... mmngh. Even if it goes numb.

[because that is a real possibility, right now. He's so wet and so stretched, and the suckers are rubbing so intensely at his walls that everything feels light and loose...]

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