[She says he is good at this. Good. All the study was not for nothing then.
But then she catches him off-guard. A kiss? What's that again? They showed him pictures of humans in this act, and he recalls. He has the sense not to just smush her against the bed with his mass in an attempt. That will have to wait, clearly. But he does offer her the tendril near her face again, with another almost tender little stroke.
The grinding tendril changes its motions a bit, reaching to feel the moisture between her thighs. He knows how it will go soon, but she's been good about instructing him. All the same, another tendril does sneak alongside the first, gently probing her folds without penetration.]
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But then she catches him off-guard. A kiss? What's that again? They showed him pictures of humans in this act, and he recalls. He has the sense not to just smush her against the bed with his mass in an attempt. That will have to wait, clearly. But he does offer her the tendril near her face again, with another almost tender little stroke.
The grinding tendril changes its motions a bit, reaching to feel the moisture between her thighs. He knows how it will go soon, but she's been good about instructing him. All the same, another tendril does sneak alongside the first, gently probing her folds without penetration.]