[He can hardly keep up with all her requests, and he has endless numbers of limbs. How would someone her shape ever manage with only four of them? (And he doesn't think the lower ones look very useful for this purpose, if he had to guess.)
He cradles her as he continues to grind against her, and lets the holding tentrils do a little touching and squeezing of their own, all over her hips, thighs, and the swell of her rear under him. He's slipped beneath her now, enough to fully lift her off the bed. The shadows look almost to be engulfing her lower body, wrapped so determinedly around her legs and waist.
Up top, two tendrils curl around her breasts and toy with her nipples. Another brushes against her face, along her jawline, almost like a hand would, testing to see if there's something there he should be doing as well.
This isn't so hard. And she isn't as reluctant as they warned him she would be.]
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He cradles her as he continues to grind against her, and lets the holding tentrils do a little touching and squeezing of their own, all over her hips, thighs, and the swell of her rear under him. He's slipped beneath her now, enough to fully lift her off the bed. The shadows look almost to be engulfing her lower body, wrapped so determinedly around her legs and waist.
Up top, two tendrils curl around her breasts and toy with her nipples. Another brushes against her face, along her jawline, almost like a hand would, testing to see if there's something there he should be doing as well.
This isn't so hard. And she isn't as reluctant as they warned him she would be.]