[ Perhaps to Natsume's broken, desperate relief, the tentacles don't stop. They don't go any easier on the younger man either though, working to help Kleken chase his own pleasure through the other's body. The ones wrapped around his waist hold firm, merciless in driving his body down onto Kleken's hips, adding slow grinds that pull gasped groans from the man's lips. Every movement has been tailored to Kleken's taste and Natsume... well, Natsume was being dragged along for the debauched ride. Literally. ]
[ His arms come up to wrap around Natsume's body, holding him close to give him some sense of stability and most certainly not because Kleken himself needs something to hold onto. The lust in his system has him drawing up rapidly to his edge and straight over it, muffling his moan into the smaller man's shoulder as his hips buck up one more time and he spills himself inside of him. The tentacles inside of Natsume quiver as he does, pressing against his inner walls as they do so. ]
[ And even with the mind-numbing pleasure finally coursing through his blood... he's hungry for more. Hard for more even, he slowly begins to realize. ]
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[ His arms come up to wrap around Natsume's body, holding him close to give him some sense of stability and most certainly not because Kleken himself needs something to hold onto. The lust in his system has him drawing up rapidly to his edge and straight over it, muffling his moan into the smaller man's shoulder as his hips buck up one more time and he spills himself inside of him. The tentacles inside of Natsume quiver as he does, pressing against his inner walls as they do so. ]
[ And even with the mind-numbing pleasure finally coursing through his blood... he's hungry for more. Hard for more even, he slowly begins to realize. ]