[ It's murmured with a high level of fondness though. And whatever such a lovely man wants, Kleken will ensure he gets. ]
[ A thinner tentacle moves up this time to tangle with Olivine's tongue, pressing and rolling against the muscle while leaving it easier for the man to moan around it. A choice pointedly made because Kleken's intent on hearing more of the priest's sweet voice with this encounter. ]
You can handle them all... won't you?
[ A trio of tentacles, about the thickness of a finger each, move up to slip into Olivine's entrance next to his cock, stretching the man wider on the odd thrust up, then pulling him out to flutter around Kleken's cock alone. They tease like that over and over- sometimes all three pressing in to scrape against his inner walls, sometimes one to tug him a bit more open, sometimes two to dig right against his prostate, the possibilities are numerous and each one plays out to keep things... interesting. Kleken's hardly resistant to their actions himself, moaning low at the sensations they bring about to them both. ]
[ A thick tentacle remains pressed up against Olivine's cock, serving as a rubbing partner of sorts, but now it's joined by a much smaller tentacle that rubs itself only against the very tip of the priest's cock, right against his slit. Over and over, as if to coax out the man's orgasm. ]
[ What is restraint when you want to spoil your favorite horny priest with tentacles- ]
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[ It's murmured with a high level of fondness though. And whatever such a lovely man wants, Kleken will ensure he gets. ]
[ A thinner tentacle moves up this time to tangle with Olivine's tongue, pressing and rolling against the muscle while leaving it easier for the man to moan around it. A choice pointedly made because Kleken's intent on hearing more of the priest's sweet voice with this encounter. ]
You can handle them all... won't you?
[ A trio of tentacles, about the thickness of a finger each, move up to slip into Olivine's entrance next to his cock, stretching the man wider on the odd thrust up, then pulling him out to flutter around Kleken's cock alone. They tease like that over and over- sometimes all three pressing in to scrape against his inner walls, sometimes one to tug him a bit more open, sometimes two to dig right against his prostate, the possibilities are numerous and each one plays out to keep things... interesting. Kleken's hardly resistant to their actions himself, moaning low at the sensations they bring about to them both. ]
[ A thick tentacle remains pressed up against Olivine's cock, serving as a rubbing partner of sorts, but now it's joined by a much smaller tentacle that rubs itself only against the very tip of the priest's cock, right against his slit. Over and over, as if to coax out the man's orgasm. ]
[ What is restraint when you want to spoil your favorite horny priest with tentacles- ]