[Take even more? Surely he couldn't... Natsume was sure he would burst or at the very least lose his mind if one more tentacle tried to push its way inside him right now.
While Natsume might be the one on top, it was Kleken that truly held all the power. When those firm hands finally released him and the command was given, Natsume couldn't help but start to rock his hips. Slowly at first, letting his body grow more accustomed to the sensations so as to not be overwhelmed. He had to bite his lip to keep himself focused, when all he really wanted right now was to close his eyes and lose himself in gently rocking back and forth over the same couple of inches.
It was a struggle to remember he was here for Kleken, to take responsibility for what he'd inadvertently done to the man. Especially when those tentacles could be felt sliding over his skin, seeking out his more sensitive places. It was almost maddening in an entirely different way that none of them went for his own cock. It bobbed gently in the air between them as he moved, his hands braced lightly at Kleken's waist for balance.
He wouldn't give in and touch himself this time. As if it were an unspoken command now, he'd take his cue from Kleken - and right now the man clearly wanted to watch him. So Natsume leaned back a little more- groaning at the slight shift in angle as he did so- and encouraged himself to work his slow rocking into a pace more likened to riding. With how full his ass was, every little movement was pulling soft, utterly indecent noises from his lips.]
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While Natsume might be the one on top, it was Kleken that truly held all the power. When those firm hands finally released him and the command was given, Natsume couldn't help but start to rock his hips. Slowly at first, letting his body grow more accustomed to the sensations so as to not be overwhelmed. He had to bite his lip to keep himself focused, when all he really wanted right now was to close his eyes and lose himself in gently rocking back and forth over the same couple of inches.
It was a struggle to remember he was here for Kleken, to take responsibility for what he'd inadvertently done to the man. Especially when those tentacles could be felt sliding over his skin, seeking out his more sensitive places. It was almost maddening in an entirely different way that none of them went for his own cock. It bobbed gently in the air between them as he moved, his hands braced lightly at Kleken's waist for balance.
He wouldn't give in and touch himself this time. As if it were an unspoken command now, he'd take his cue from Kleken - and right now the man clearly wanted to watch him. So Natsume leaned back a little more- groaning at the slight shift in angle as he did so- and encouraged himself to work his slow rocking into a pace more likened to riding. With how full his ass was, every little movement was pulling soft, utterly indecent noises from his lips.]