[Again? Yes. He can do it again. He intends to, really. The ritual will involve quite a bit more touching between her legs. All the better if she enjoys it.
The tendril curls back again and slides between her thighs once more, rubbing against her sex, back and forth. The thin tip does a little more touching as the rest rubs, feeling where her body folds and briefly, experimentally poking at her entrance. Only briefly, though, as though confirming it's there.
For the moment, he focuses on rubbing, feeling the way her body reacts to it. The tendrils are more sensitive than they look, and he can feel the slightest of shifts in her temperature, her breath, the slightest shiver through them.]
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The tendril curls back again and slides between her thighs once more, rubbing against her sex, back and forth. The thin tip does a little more touching as the rest rubs, feeling where her body folds and briefly, experimentally poking at her entrance. Only briefly, though, as though confirming it's there.
For the moment, he focuses on rubbing, feeling the way her body reacts to it. The tendrils are more sensitive than they look, and he can feel the slightest of shifts in her temperature, her breath, the slightest shiver through them.]