[That's probably completely untrue. How often are you gonna find tentacles in a dressing room???
That doesn't matter because Wriothesley is the one that found tentacles in a dressing room. His hands feebly grip at the two tentacles rubbing against his sensitive nipples, toes curling as he tries not to get too noisy with his moans. He's unused to having his body so thoroughly ravished all at once like this.
His head drops and he feels drool run down his chin as he writhes under all the touches. It feels so good. It's so much all at once. Kleken's gaze is so hungry. Like he's going to be eaten alive.]
Oh, that's-! [A sharp intake of breath and nails lightly dig into the tentacles.] Ah...
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That doesn't matter because Wriothesley is the one that found tentacles in a dressing room. His hands feebly grip at the two tentacles rubbing against his sensitive nipples, toes curling as he tries not to get too noisy with his moans. He's unused to having his body so thoroughly ravished all at once like this.
His head drops and he feels drool run down his chin as he writhes under all the touches. It feels so good. It's so much all at once. Kleken's gaze is so hungry. Like he's going to be eaten alive.]
Oh, that's-! [A sharp intake of breath and nails lightly dig into the tentacles.] Ah...