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[He was already starting to pull back when that whine hits him, and his eyes widen a little.

The realization of how strange this all is hasn't even HIT yet.

Fuck it. It's almost shy, a tentative attempt to suck on it. Just, you know, to see.]

[ Aphelios shudders, open - - it feels... weird, scandalous, but it's really really good for all that. the tentacle section wriggles in the his mouth, a live thing, and the tip gently presses down against the back of Sett's tongue. ]

[This is so weird, this is so weird but it's hard not to feel the pressure and weight and NOT think about Phel's dick. It's hard not to have his mouth hang open a bit at that nudge, breath sucking in around it.

So he just looks up, meets the other man's eyes as his tongue wraps around it, pressing along the odd wriggling curves and then hollowing his cheeks as he draws his head back, letting it go.]

[ it's definitely hard for Aphelios not to think about his own dick in this very moment. when he arches again with a soft, rough sound of pleasure his erection will be obvious pressed against Sett, and having a tentacle sucked off is just encouraging that.

his free tentacle curves, shifts to slide down Sett's spine then cup his ass... and gives it a little spank, no real force behind it but just to see how Sett reacts. they're very handy appendages. ]

[It's not hard. But it's also a good thing the tentacle was OUT of his mouth by that point. That's a PITCHED sound from Sett.]

PHEL!?!

[ - - laughs, shoulders shaking, the tentacle rubbing soothing against his ass before there's another lil smack. ]

[He squirms a bit at that gentle rub, and then jolts again at the next little slap, his head falling against Phel's chest. The sting is such a contrast to the way the friction following jolts through them.]

haa... [It's a little pant, catching on his vocal cords. He grabs a handful of the hem of Phel's pants and gives it a hard, hasty tug. Off.]

[ that will work - - mostly, Aphelios has to lift his hips again and help kick them off the rest of the way. the same tentacle tip that spanked him will work under his hemline, another hand lifting up to help return the favor, an equal eagerness and haste to it. ]

[He pulls up that one tentacle BECAUSE SOMEHOW THAT'S THE LINE??] I got it! I got it.

[He only pauses to fish out a small container of lube from the pockets before throwing them carelessly off the mattress. That's a problem for Later Sett.]

[ - - okay, he laughs at that reaction. his hands are freed temporarily so he can sign at him, ]

"Tentacles, yes or no?"

[ just so he can be absolutely clear. ]

[MATH MEME.PNG IS GOING ON ON HIS FACE RIGHT NOW, AS HE WATCHES THE TENTACLES EARS TWITCHING.

It's weird.

But his EXPRESSION.

The taste was weird.

But the flexibility and they're STRONG.

He's never going to look at a Bilgewater Vastaya the same again.

Fuck them, he WASN'T LOOKING AT THEM ANYWAY.

...]

...

... Yeah. S'okay.

"Hot."

[ sorry he's like this.

the tentacles shift - - trailing suckers against Sett's skin, wrapping around his waist and giving him a firm squeeze, some of that strength shown. ]

"I can feel a lot more of you like this."

[He'd be lying if the little pinch and draw of the suckers wasn't a NICE kind of interesting. Or the squeeze didn't get an answering twitch of arousal.]

What, more than usual? Like... anywhere? [He is going to run his hands up those warm tentacles.]

[ Aphelios shudders - - nods, and the tentacles spread to get as much surface area as possible, squeezing around him again. ]

"Like I'm surrounding you."

[ and as if for emphasis he's wrapping his regular arms around him, too, pulling him into a kiss. ]

[Oh. That's kinda hot-

So it just being wrapped up twice over. His fingers slide through Phel's hair and then grip it at the base of the neck, diving right in at the first opportunity to delve deeper into his mouth.]

[ he makes a hungry sound into the kiss, parting his mouth for it, rubbing his tongue against Sett's - - and a tentacle curves, wraps to curls around the other man's dick, able to wrap around it more thoroughly than a hand could. it squeezes with the dexterity an octopus tentacle can, in warm little pulses. ]

[He breaks the kiss- Lifting his head with a gasp, eyes wide and- he'd squirm but he's ACTUALLY held in place. Probably ends up pulling Phel's hair a little more than he intends here.]

Shit! That's... SHIT.

[ there's a quiey huff out - - amusement, pleasure combined, satisfaction at getting Sett to sound like that - - and the tentacle strokes him, slow but probably intense just with how thoroughly it's wrapped around him.

the other tentacle works its way behind Sett, dry, teasing between his cheeks. ]

[He ends up clutching whatever is closest, arm, tentacles... Anything to try and get some leverage to push into that strange pulsing, pulling muscle. His head is down and his breathing quick -

An ear flicks back at the new sensation, and he gives a choked laugh.]

That even going to be any fun for you?

[ Aphelios' lips twitch into a smile at the question - - and he nods. based off how it felt to have Sett suck on one he thinks it's be plenty of fun to fuck him with one too, or at least tease him with it.

-- not dry, though. Aphelios tries to palm the lube away from Sett for a moment. ]

[He lifts his ears first, then his head- and hands that over.]

Oh. Yeah. Definitely.

[ he figured.

he slicks his fingers with it and then uses that to coat the end of the tentacle from before - - his skin goosebumps at the chill of it, but just as quick that tentacle curls back behind Sett and teases his entrance with the tip.

this time - - it's not just the entrance, though, and a muscly tip presses into Sett, the narrow end easily able to work its way inside. ]

[He has absolutely seen porn like this but NONE of it got him anywhere near ready for the reality, or watching Phel as he does. Or the suckers on the skin of his chest, Phel's arms above them, or the tentacle swallowing his dick in their grip.

There's so much sensation at once and none of it anything he's used to. That's not like a finger, a cock or even a tongue, and he can't help but clench when he should be relaxing.]

[ Aphelios' eyes close for a moment - - he shudders, the sensitive tip able to feel as much as if he were really fucking Sett... but then Sett clenches down and he can't move at all. which feels good in a way, but he knows Sett isn't relaxed too.

his hand moves, shifting to stroke the back of Sett's neck, up to his hair with a heavy breath, giving him time to adjust. ]

[That's nice. Between the petting and the pull at his nape, the relaxation is natural. He pulls Phel into a kiss, wet and sloppy, a little breathless around the edges.]

Kay, s'okay.

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