[He can't think straight, only pleasure flitting through his thoughts as he lets out a low keen in the back of his throat. His cock twitches in Kleken's mouth and precum drips from the head as the other continues to suck him off.
Kleken can feel the way Wriothesley instinctively tries to clench around the tentacle teasing his entrance, as though encouraging for the appendage. Like he was still willing for more even if his thoughts were jumbled and his body was careening towards oversensitivity.
It felt so good. The delicious sting as his sensitive chest was played with and the feeling of hands and tentacle alike leaving their marks on him for him to remember later. His hand fruitlessly pats the tentacle circling his waist as he feels his impending climax coming closer and closer.]
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Kleken can feel the way Wriothesley instinctively tries to clench around the tentacle teasing his entrance, as though encouraging for the appendage. Like he was still willing for more even if his thoughts were jumbled and his body was careening towards oversensitivity.
It felt so good. The delicious sting as his sensitive chest was played with and the feeling of hands and tentacle alike leaving their marks on him for him to remember later. His hand fruitlessly pats the tentacle circling his waist as he feels his impending climax coming closer and closer.]