Chapter 10 #2
He pulled back, bringing them face to no-face, and her gaze darted over his lack of features.
Two tail limbs lifted up, and a glowing heart formed behind him.
Her dark brows pulled together and her lips pursed, only for her expression to fall and pale. “M-Mr Tentacles?”
He gave an excited trill as the shaped heart broke apart so he could nod with one of the limbs. He pulled her in for another tight hug, his clawed fingers digging into the back of her thigh and her side, and all the tension bled out of her.
With her nerves so frayed, she didn’t know what else to do but laugh.
“You, uh, suddenly grew very big and scary.”
His shoulders sagged, and his tail and horn limbs drooped like they had last time when she’d upset him. His tail limbs then made a symbol she didn’t understand, and it was gone before she could finish deciphering what he’d tried to say.
He pulled back once more to stroke her cheek soothingly and purred again while nuzzling her jaw.
“A-are you apologising for giving me a fright?”
A tail limb nodded.
“I’m sorry. I was just really surprised.”
He set her on the ground gently and backed away enough to sit before her. His weird legs made his knees point high near his armpits.
What she saw still freaked her out. His torso was entirely humanoid, and very masculine, and his legs would have been, too, if they weren’t digitigrade.
Even his neck was corded. His featureless face became easier to look upon the more she absorbed it, but at least the hard line of his jaw and chin let her know which way it was turned.
His horn limbs pulled her grimoire closer, and he poked at words on the page. Then, like last time, his tail limbs made an ‘O’ with one poking through the middle of it, asking about sex. Then he proceeded to grab her thighs and bring her closer, and Skylar squealed.
“Hey! Not yet! I have a bone to pick with you.”
Not yet. Once she realised she’d said those two words, it sunk in that she actually wasn’t entirely against having sex with him like this. He wasn’t Mr Tentacles anymore, but if he was the same being and planned to treat her like a horny princess again, she wasn’t at all against it.
He released her, once again abiding by her temporary refusal of consent, and made a question mark behind him.
She squinted her eyes at him, feigning anger. “Did you make a demonic creature follow me around?”
It took him a long time to make a limb shake to say no.
Her eyes narrowed more. “Are you lying?”
The limb twitched, sagged a little, but still said no.
He’s totally lying!
“It freaked out my employee, and a few of my customers.”
Clicking noises came from his chest as he leaned forward and tickled the backs of his claws along the inside of her knee up to her thigh.
Her entire body, and especially the walls of her pussy, shivered and trembled in reaction.
Before she could recover, he did the same to her other thigh, and her brain almost turned to goo.
Panting wildly, she looked down when he slipped a clawed finger inside the leg hole of her shorts and pulled the centre strip of material to the side with a purr. One of his horn limbs pointed to his chest, almost like he was asking, “No underwear for me?”
Or maybe that’s just what she hoped he was saying. Especially when the other horn limb flicked her left nipple poking through her sleep shirt, the imprint of it easier to see without her bra.
“Okay. So maybe I was a little excited to see you and I came prepared.”
Those words had apparently been dangerously loaded.
He grabbed both her knees, yanked her towards him until her legs were resting on his muscled thighs, and slammed his hands around her.
A growling purr rumbled from his chest as he nuzzled her neck with his smooth face, just as a limb snaked its way into her shorts, found the overflowing pool of arousal at her entrance, and speared her.
Skylar’s back arched at the sudden intrusion, and she didn’t have a moment to adjust before it was thrusting inside of her.
She instantly melted for it, and him, and she moaned when he glided his right hand up her abdomen. His claws were gentle against her skin as he lifted her shirt and cupped her breast. A deep exhale left her when he thrummed her nipple, while another limb swirled around her other one and pinched it.
Her hands glided around his thick torso, and she dug her nails into his rigid back – his skin surprisingly squishy – as she tried to anchor herself.
She was already getting close when another tendril slipped over her throbbing clit. Her mind tried to understand what was against her flesh and how it parted to enclose the sensitive nerves.
The cry that left her when it seemed to suck on her clit was loud, high-pitched, and ravenous. With the limb pumping inside her at the same time, his weird purr, and both her nipples being played with, Skylar detonated.
Liquid heat gushed from her, and her head swam as she came, arching into all of his touches for more. She rubbed her cheek against the top of his chest when her muscles locked, and white dots sparked behind her clenched eyelids.
She tried to bring him closer, wanting him to fill her to the brim like last time.
To ravish her to the point of dizzying agony.
To stretch her, ruin her, and show her just how open and spread apart she could get.
To taste and feel hot spurts of his cum again until she thought she was being flooded with sweet, mind-fogging lust.
“Oh fuck. Oh gods,” she cried, thighs shaking as he kept wringing out her orgasm until she turned into a needy, wet puddle.
She clawed at him and nearly bit him. Her eyes rolled, and she almost sobbed with how good it felt because all she’d been thinking about for two days was him.
Her body seemed to remember his limbs, his heat, his scent – even if this version of him was different.
Only when her pussy stopped clamping him, and her hold on him loosened in bliss-filled languidness, did he stop. Skylar was limp when he lifted her from the cold ground and settled her on top of him as he turned to lean against the counter.
Limbs yanked her shorts and shirt from her body, this time slipping them from her without shredding them, and he turned her back to him. His huge hands lifted her by the backs of her spread thighs, while tendrils wrapped around her breasts to squeeze and knead them in playful pulses.
Head lolling, Skylar looked down to find she was completely open to him, and that his cocks were now hard, wriggling and twitching like tentacles despite their blunted forms. The ends were bulbous and appeared quite firm as they jutted out from his hips.
She instantly knew all four would be filling both her holes by the end of this.
Nervousness skittered through her.
Could she fit them? They were a little thicker than his girthiest limbs. I think he put four in my pussy last time. She could be wrong, and he may have stuffed her with more.
As if sensing her uncertainty, three of his tail limbs came up. Two worked their way inside her, while the other cupped over her clit and sucked like before. Her toes curled and her feet arched while her back bowed in pleasure.
Her sight grew hazy as he rubbed his face against her neck, purring with encouragement. The sound did funny things to her chest, her heart stuttering and swelling with adoration.
Her breasts jiggled and swirled as his horn limbs kneaded them, and she watched them with hot pants. Her chest was flushed, her forehead sweaty, and her hips rotated whenever he prodded just right inside her.
Every time she let out a particularly lewd moan, his cocks would twitch until shimmery, milky-blue precum bubbled at their tips. One tendril left her so it could wrap around one of his cocks to hold it firm as he settled her onto it, and Skylar whimpered with need.
A throaty, gruff sound came from him, and he shuddered from being within her, the walls of her cunt spasming around him because of it. Which only made him do it again.
Skylar reached back to grab something – anything – for purchase, and he offered her the rigid base of a horn as he rested his jaw over her shoulder. She turned her face to his and kissed his cheek with a little lick.
“More,” she begged around airy, delirious pants. “Please, I think I can take it.”
A sharp, agonised trill burst from him, and his claws dug into her skin as he quaked so hard. He thrust up, shoving deeper inside her, and she knew he was having an intense reaction to her plea.
His limb hastily grabbed another cock and tried to work it in a little too fast and hard, and she winced at the stretch. His hips started to rock in his desperation to get it inside her, and he pulled her thighs further apart to help.
The moment it was in enough that it didn’t need holding, he thrust his hips hard, bouncing her violently despite her gasps until he bottomed out in her.
Her legs tried to close, and she went to sit up from the harsh fit, but he didn’t let her.
Instead, he released another throaty rumble as he gently rocked while tipping his head back in obvious pleasure.
It didn’t take long for the pain to dissipate, and when it did, Skylar gyrated her hips back and forth to help. She moaned as they moved in tandem, and she planted feather-light, passionate kisses on the side of his face and jaw.
He leaned into her lips for more until she’d smeared black lipstick all over his blue skin – the blatant evidence of her affection.
Her ministrations only ceased when her body locked up, and she clenched down on his cocks as she started to come.
Only to be skyrocketed to a heightened level of pleasure when his hot seed began to pump inside her.
His limbs throbbed and pulsed around her as he came with her, and she arched into it all.
She wished she knew his name so she could moan it, could sing it for him, as her eyes rolled back and slid shut.
A smile curled her lips when they both came crashing down, and he slid her off his cocks so his cum could drip from her. He used two tail limbs to spread her so they could both watch.
She knew what was coming next.
She was about to be filled to the utter brim as he repositioned her so he could nestle a third cock between her ass cheeks.
It was slimy from his lubricant, and that made it all the naughtier.
He was readying to line it up, and she was so soft and pliable – and prepared from the other night – that she didn’t stop him.
He’d also likely be gentle like last time, incrementally pushing it inside her while letting her adjust.
She panted in want.
I hope I’ll be able to walk tomorrow.