[ The caught tentacle squirms in Baizhu's hand in protest, but Kleken himself simply smiles at the panicked response, pulling his head back from where he'd been starting to wear away at a mark just under Baizhu's ear. A shame, he'd been looking forward to marking the man in a spot that would be difficult to hide. ]
You'll have to let it go then.
[ The offending tentacle gives another tug to try and break loose, Kleken's hand leaving Baizhu's thighs to trace their way up, replacing the still-free tentacle on the doctor's chest with his own thumb to idly brush over the nub. In an entirely helpful and not self-serving way, of course, eyes locked on the other's face to watch his expressions again. ]
Shall I kiss it better then? I have heard that works.
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You'll have to let it go then.
[ The offending tentacle gives another tug to try and break loose, Kleken's hand leaving Baizhu's thighs to trace their way up, replacing the still-free tentacle on the doctor's chest with his own thumb to idly brush over the nub. In an entirely helpful and not self-serving way, of course, eyes locked on the other's face to watch his expressions again. ]
Shall I kiss it better then? I have heard that works.