[ Each arch of Natsume's neck is a lovely invitation that Kleken takes willingly, leaving mark after mark against his soft and heated skin, each nip of his teeth never meant to break skin, but to leave a mark clear as day that the younger man would have the questionably fortunate experience of seeing later. Hiding them would be next to impossible with how many there are and how Kleken litters them all along the expanse of Natsume's neck and bared shoulder... not unless the younger man invested in a number of scarves. ]
[ Kleken shivers as the grind of their hips takes its toll on him, Natsume's cry of pleasure and the pulse of his cock between them more than enough to drag the man into orgasm as well, his low moan muffled against the other's sensitive neck. The only problem is that while Kleken may normally take a bit of time to recover, a certain blue powder in his system as his cock still hard and wanting even after orgasm. The rock of his hips slow, but they don't stop. Not when need still flushes through his veins and that slow grind of their hips together feeds that need so pleasantly through the sensitivity. ]
[ But he's still painfully hard and that's a problem he needs to take care of soon. Again. So while Natsume is still reeling from his orgasm, a single tentacle is making its way down under their bodies, a thin, slicked tip pressing against the other's entrance with only a few warning rubs before it begins trying to push its way into the perhaps overly sensitized man. ]
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[ Kleken shivers as the grind of their hips takes its toll on him, Natsume's cry of pleasure and the pulse of his cock between them more than enough to drag the man into orgasm as well, his low moan muffled against the other's sensitive neck. The only problem is that while Kleken may normally take a bit of time to recover, a certain blue powder in his system as his cock still hard and wanting even after orgasm. The rock of his hips slow, but they don't stop. Not when need still flushes through his veins and that slow grind of their hips together feeds that need so pleasantly through the sensitivity. ]
[ But he's still painfully hard and that's a problem he needs to take care of soon. Again. So while Natsume is still reeling from his orgasm, a single tentacle is making its way down under their bodies, a thin, slicked tip pressing against the other's entrance with only a few warning rubs before it begins trying to push its way into the perhaps overly sensitized man. ]