Oh I think they'd rather like the same thing I would.
[ When Rinne spreads his legs on his own, a few tentacles are quick to move, curling around his thighs and leaving their ends free to trace wet lines over smooth inner thighs. It's not quite a restraint, Rinne will find that he can quite easily move his legs with little effort, but their immediate desire to involve themselves is just maybe growing clearer and clearer. ]
A mirroring affection, perhaps?
[ He leans in, blowing a cool breath over the damp fabric over Rinne's crotch while several tentacles rise up around them both, leaning in eagerly. ]
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[ When Rinne spreads his legs on his own, a few tentacles are quick to move, curling around his thighs and leaving their ends free to trace wet lines over smooth inner thighs. It's not quite a restraint, Rinne will find that he can quite easily move his legs with little effort, but their immediate desire to involve themselves is just maybe growing clearer and clearer. ]
A mirroring affection, perhaps?
[ He leans in, blowing a cool breath over the damp fabric over Rinne's crotch while several tentacles rise up around them both, leaning in eagerly. ]
[ Waiting. ]