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[They really do go right until he's oversensitive, and he hardly even notices those little wrecked sounds are his.

The sight of Aphelios licking him off of his own tentacle while another pushes into Val is - IS - MAN HE'S GOING TO MISS THOSE STUPID THINGS SOMEDAY!!]

Shit.. phel...

[ she-- oh. Oh, somehow, she hadn't actually expected him to...

It's completely different than fingers or Phel's dick or anything like that, fleshy and soft and firm and wriggling and weirdly tapering. Her fingers fingers dig into Phel's skin as she feels it stretch her, her shoulders bunching a little as she releases a shaky groan against his shoulder. ]

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[ the tentacles... are the best. there's a silent laugh around his own, pleased, at both of their reactions - - works that tentacle further into Val, not any further than his dick would go and it's an easier press in with the narrow end of it.

but it curls in her the way a dick definitely can't, and Aphelios' head tips back with a soft, raw sound, feeling the sensation of being inside of her in such - - an odd way. ]

[The lethargy drags at him and he ends up leaning back, just watching the two of them with lidded eyes. He knows how that FELT but man, MAN! Watching it was a whole other thing...

On the plus side, kicking back and watching does start easing that price he'd paid out.]

[ Yeah it's fortunate Sett has already had his fill because her attention is now 100% on whatever the fuck magic Phel is working down there.

It's not any longer or deeper but it definitely fills her in a completely different way, undulating against the press of her walls, and she just-- it's a lot. She makes a strained, sharp noise as it curls, putting pressure on those sweet spots, the soft breathy huff of his laughter as she pants against his neck. Her hips buck against the feeling, grinding uselessly down as if the limb was a more solid mass to press on, the fingers of both hands pressing firmly into Phel's back for leverage. ]

[ his focus is entirely on Val now; the tentacle fucking her, and if Sett's stopped pinning him with shadows he's going to try to get his arm between them too, no matter how awkward the angle is, so his fingers can fumble to rub against her clit, provide her both points of stimulation to enjoy. ]

[ GREAT. GOOD. She makes a noise that's kind of-- more of a squeal than a moan, when he starts rubbing her clit, her hips jerking forward against him as that pleasure immediately spikes into something almost intolerably good.

-- And it's sudden, lightning quick, once he starts in on that in earnest. One moment she's still in those middle stages of coiling pleasure and the next she's rudely shoved over the edge. It's a good thing she's already on her knees because her thighs seem to give out almost entirely, orgasm squeezing that tentacle vicegrip-tight and her breath caught, silent, in her throat. ]

[ Aphelios gasps, voice raw, as he feels her tighten around him -- his tentacle, but he can still feel it even if it's not as sensitive as a cock. he works her through that, tentacle shifting, pressing up against her walls, and only slows down once she's well and truly boneless, panting lightly himself, back hunching some. ]

[ It takes her a moment to get enough breath to make noise again, a high whine, pushed through and well beyond the initial throes of orgasm. There's a definite edge of raw-nerved pain, overstimulated, by the time she can manage to rapidly smack her hand against the back of Phel's shoulder and when he FINALLY slows enough for her to stop feeling like she's been put through the goddamn spin cycle she just. slumps against him.

or like, almost slumps against him, because that very quickly turns into her oozing face down against the blankets. ]

Fffffhh. Oh my god.

[ he laughs -- breathless, exhausted, and finally both tentacles dissipate entirely, and he oozes down with her, against her, rotating to try to be chest-to-chest with her ]

[ yeah yeah she lets herself be manipulated a bit to let that happen, shakily curling an arm over him as she catches her breath but otherwise VERY unwilling to move like, at all. ]

Nnn. No more of those. Any time soon...

No? They are REALLY good though... [He stretches out, settling on the bed with a toothy yawn, watching the two of them curl up.]

Not that I aint looking forward to the real thing too.

[ there's a soft movement of his shoulders like he's laughing again. he's too lazy to sign anything witty right now instead he's just wrapping his arm around her waist. ]

[ SORRY she's just turned entirely to mush. she doesn't actually respond for a long moment, her face tucked in against phel's chest and sort of half-dozing... but eventually she lifts her head again to look at sett, squinting. why is he so far away ]

... You did those before?

[ the tentacles she means. maybe. ]

Yeeeeeeeeep. Was VERY new.

Not bad, mind you. But VERY new.

[He will shift over to curl up with the two of them.]

[ gives her a very smug, very satisfied thumbs up of confirmation. leaning back into Sett a little, too. ]

[ sleepily stretches her hand out a bit to brush a touch against sett, which is about as far as she can manage. ]

Mm. It was-- a lot. But fun... It felt good, too.

[ Huffs, hiding her face against Phel's shoulder again, lightly flustered (if only because she doesn't have the energy to manage more) ]

But I like you in me better.

[He will meet that touch and wrap her hand in his because cute girlfriend(?), and makes himself comfortable against Phel.]

So, what I'm getting is we've all been having fun.

[ cute. hot

gives her a little nod. he likes BEING in her better too. and it's to sett too, really. ]

Something something a joke about being ruined for marriage.

[ grips sett's hand, comfortably. ]

Who cares about marriage when we have this?

[ tips his head back to look at Sett curiously

this?? ]

I-- ... well... I never thought of it.

[ her fluster darkens a little, but she just looks between them, letting Phel ask that question. with his eyes. ]

[His ears slowly ease back, looking between the two of them.

There's a problem here. High level. Esoteric even. That being he has no idea what those reactions are.

Plan A. Pretend to be asleep.... To late for that.

Plan B. Change subject since if you never talk about it, you don't have to worry about it.

Plan C??? Just say whatever! It'll be fine!]

I mean.... Right?

[

he keeps silently staring at him. wordless. questioning. ]

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