[ Inch by inch, the sweetness of those kisses lure Aak in, gently lower his guard in the face of a man who would metaphorically eat him alive. Perhaps physically as well, that was still up in the air. ]
[ The flick of a rough tongue against his lips is intriguing though, and has him deepening his next kiss, lips just parting in invitation to the shorter man. While Kleken may enjoy kissing, he's not necessarily out to change Aak's mind on the matter with fancy techniques and the like. He's a good kisser, certainly, but not the best. ]
[ He does, however, want to keep him distracted from noticing what his tentacles are up to, which Kleken does like to think of himself as the best in. A few move immediately into Aak's waiting grasp, bumping against those fingers and tangling themselves in them out of curiosity, but others are making their way around the pair, curious tips seeking out the ends of Aak's clothing to sneak under. ]
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[ The flick of a rough tongue against his lips is intriguing though, and has him deepening his next kiss, lips just parting in invitation to the shorter man. While Kleken may enjoy kissing, he's not necessarily out to change Aak's mind on the matter with fancy techniques and the like. He's a good kisser, certainly, but not the best. ]
[ He does, however, want to keep him distracted from noticing what his tentacles are up to, which Kleken does like to think of himself as the best in. A few move immediately into Aak's waiting grasp, bumping against those fingers and tangling themselves in them out of curiosity, but others are making their way around the pair, curious tips seeking out the ends of Aak's clothing to sneak under. ]