[ Kleken has never in his life eaten a bed partner, nor even had the thought. He'd implied it frequently enough, certainly, and perhaps done it figuratively once or twice via some very enthusiastic sex, but there was zero instinct in the man to consume anything other than finely prepared meals or the occasional fish. Seafood was quite nice as well. Spiritual power though meant little to him and that meant Natsume was safe from any of those concerns. ]
[ Not that Kleken was able to convey that fact. ]
[ He can't quite tell how seriously Natsume says those words, his own mind too muddled to really process the plea. He's far too focused on the pleasant slide of their hips together, and when the smaller man falls out of rhythm, his tentacles slide down to encourage the smaller man's legs to wrap around his waist to find their rhythm together again. ]
Mm... You're delicious like this.
[ Words that might set off Natsume's worries again, but when Kleken bites down again, he doesn't bite through skin. Instead he continues working marks over the other's neck, tracing those sensitive spots with teeth and tongue to urge the younger man to fall apart with him. ]
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[ Not that Kleken was able to convey that fact. ]
[ He can't quite tell how seriously Natsume says those words, his own mind too muddled to really process the plea. He's far too focused on the pleasant slide of their hips together, and when the smaller man falls out of rhythm, his tentacles slide down to encourage the smaller man's legs to wrap around his waist to find their rhythm together again. ]
Mm... You're delicious like this.
[ Words that might set off Natsume's worries again, but when Kleken bites down again, he doesn't bite through skin. Instead he continues working marks over the other's neck, tracing those sensitive spots with teeth and tongue to urge the younger man to fall apart with him. ]