[ Basch somehow manages to deepen the kiss even more, even if Sylvain has no idea how.
It feels like those mouths are everywhere. That would make more sense, if he realized his clothing were completely gone now, leaving him bared and naked in the tentacles' grip. But he's far too distracted by the sensation. Sucking, slick, sliding. His skin heats beneath those dozens of tiny mouths, and he distantly wonders if that's just because this man himself is so warm? Is it spreading to him? he shivers again, squirms some more, but even he can't tell if its away or towards or... maybe just to move. ]
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Date: 2024-06-20 03:16 am (UTC)It feels like those mouths are everywhere. That would make more sense, if he realized his clothing were completely gone now, leaving him bared and naked in the tentacles' grip. But he's far too distracted by the sensation. Sucking, slick, sliding. His skin heats beneath those dozens of tiny mouths, and he distantly wonders if that's just because this man himself is so warm? Is it spreading to him? he shivers again, squirms some more, but even he can't tell if its away or towards or... maybe just to move. ]