[His other hand hooks itself on the edge of the other's pants, throwing open the button with his thumb. It's all very exciting, this exchange of movement and the promise of heat.]
[Something stirs within him, an urge to move and take what he deserves. He ignores it, tries to hide the way his breath hitches when his fingers slide down over Shuji's underwear.]
[There's no way to hide how Shuji gasps when Howard touches him. Even if there was, he's not trying to hide how good that feels.
With the straps of Howard's suspenders shoved off, it's easy to get Howard's pants unbuttoned and pushed down enough that Shuji can see what he's doing, can get his hand cupped around the heat of him through the fabric of Howard's underwear instead of just fumbling blindly.]
[The way Shuji says his name makes him shudder - he feels like he doesn't breath for a moment before he presses his hand further down. He doesn't get much further before Shuji takes him in hand.]
[Howard lets out a groan, heat instantly pooling into his abdomen.]
Oh, Shuji...
[He feels his hand twitching suddenly, the tell-tale warning of that strange ability that had come to him only several weeks before. He bites his lip, tries to keep it in check. Not now. You have this. Don't make him run away.]
[Trying to distract himself and the other, he starts to pull the other's underwear down to expose the other completely, kissing him deeply as his hand now takes the other's bare cock in his hand.]
[There are few things that could distract Shuji as well as that. He moans into Howard's mouth before returning the kiss in pull.
It takes him a moment to be able to focus enough to get Howard's underwear down, but once he does he wraps his hand around his cock. The pleased noise that leaves Shuji's lips when he starts stroking could be either from what Howard's doing or just pleasure at getting to touch Howard directly. Hard to tell.]
[The grip on his cock makes him arch his back with a low moan, his hips jutting forward. He hasn't felt this good in a long time. He gives a squeeze in reply, kissing the side of his student's mouth with a huff.]
S-shuji, I...
[And he feels it come on suddenly - before he can control himself, his index finger suddenly slides further than it possibly can, now colored a mottled green as it wraps around the base of the other's cock.]
[The sudden texture shift gets Shuji to look down at what's going on down there. Which is green, and tentacle-like, and still wrapped around his dick.]
Oh. That's new.
[He isn't horrified or disgusted and he doesn't sound that way, only surprised. It's just new, not bad.]
It's fine, just warn me when you're going to do that.
...Uh. It's a...thing I...can do now, I'm still getting some control of it, so I-I'm sorry...
[He's already a ball of nerves to the point where it actually takes a few seconds for him to realize that Shuji isn't freaking out about this. He blinks, now surprised that Shuji isn't surprised.]
[That is...not expected. At all. Howard pauses for a moment, feeling a bit knocked off his balance, metaphorically, by the fact that Shuji isn't reacting the way he expected he would.]
[But there's little time to think of Shuji and his prior relationships with tentacles, because that stroking of his cock is certainly getting him going. Howard lets out a hiss, and the rest of his hand shifts. The tentacles pulse along the other's cock, squeezing it in a wave-like rhythm.]
[Why do you think he has prior relationships with tentacles can't he just be accepting of Howard for who he is!!
There's not enough attention in Shuji's brain to talk about tentacles when the sensations they're giving him are more important. Shuji curses, and his hips jerk into the motion of Howard's ex-hand without him telling them to. His own rhythm speeds up, but he doesn't think he could match the tentacles even if he tried.]
That feels so good - please...
[If there was any doubt that Shuji wanted this, it should be gone by now.]
[Shuji is accepting of sudden tentacles?? SOUNDS FAKE.]
[The sudden movement of Shuji's hips makes Howard blink, and feeling a slight rush of confidence, he leans in to kiss the other on the lips, his mouth creasing upward in the semblance of an amused smile.]
You like that, don't you...?
[He hums, another tendril rubbing over the inside of Shuji's thighs, curving down near his opening.]
Want me to keep going? Or do you want me, all of me?
[Both is good, even if he's not sure exactly how that would work.
Shuji moves to return Howard's kiss, but it's hard to coordinate movement when he can feel Howard's tentacles around his cock and rubbing near his opening at the same time, overwhelming his brain with pleasure. The kiss he does manage is open-mouthed and messy.]
[He hasn't thought about doing both, but...well. It's certainly feasible.]
[He's leaning over Shuji now, strands of long ink-like hair cascading over them both. He hasn't exactly tried this, but...there's always a first for everything.]
[He brings up a tentacle to his lips, slowly pulling it across his tongue right in front of Shuji to wet it. He knows exactly what he's doing - he's making a show of it, finally dipping the tendril down, down, until he's pressing against that tight ring.]
Ah. Here goes, Shuji...
[He kisses him, deeply, as he presses the tentacle slowly into the other, allowing him to get used to the feeling.]
[Shuji is pretty sure that this is always supposed to feel weird when you aren't used to it, and that it being a tentacle doesn't make it any worse than a finger being inside of him. It's still a little uncomfortable just by virtue of 'stuff doesn't go there', but Howard's being more than distracting enough that he doesn't mind.
Even just the show is enough to distract him, never mind the hold he still has on Shuji's cock. Shuji reaches for another of Howard's tentacles, to bring this one to his own mouth instead, mimicking Howard's swipe of tongue.
He doesn't know if these are sensitive or not, but he's more than willing to find out.]
[It certainly is sensitive, judging by Howard's reaction - his breath hitches, his hand trembling as he gives a squeeze in reply to Shuji's cock.]
D-do that again.
[He murmurs - with that said, he does his best to focus on what's happening below. The tendril pushes a little further into Shuji, sliding up and around the inner walls as it undulates, attempting to stretch him further.]
[For someone who prides himself on his words, Shuji's finding himself at a loss to describe the way Howard stretching him out makes him feel in any detail. The tentacle slides easily against his walls, any discomfort more than overwhelmed by pleasure.
Now that he's given that very important answer, Shuji wraps his lips around the tip of Howard's tentacle, sucking on it intently. He wants to make Howard react like that again. He wants to make him feel even better than that.]
[His tone is desperate - a wonderful flush blossoms in Howard's thin cheeks and he's suddenly very aware of how hard his own cock is straining between his legs. God. He hadn't known just how sensitive those tentacles were.]
I...want you. [He murmurs, hips bucking as he pushes another finger in, the end of it sliding down in the form of another tendril. He doesn't know how much longer he can hold out.] Goodness, Shuji, I need you.
[Shuji shudders - at the way Howard's tendril-fingers feel inside him, at the desperation in Howard's voice, at seeing his cock straining so much because of him, at all of those things. Everything makes Shuji's voice leak out into a moan around Howard's tentacle, before he pops his mouth off it just long enough to speak.]
Then have me.
[He's achingly hard as well, but he wants Howard to be inside him with something a little more substantial than his tentacles before he comes.
He slides the tentacle back into his mouth, deeper this time.]
[The way he says it makes him wonderfully dizzy, like he's at the mercy of Shuji's commands - Howard stifles a moan between his lips before he slides his fingers out, shifting his hands to grasp Shuji by the hips. A tentacle slides over his own cock, a sort of thick wet film covering it.]
How much until you come undone, hm?
[His eyes are very dark as he lines himself up, tip throbbing against Shuji. He briefly leans in for a deep kiss before he pushes himself into the other man with a groan, fingernails digging in.]
[It's hard for Shuji to know how much he can take - it's not like he's had tentacle sex many times before this. It's also hard for him to remember anything else when Howard finally, finally thrusts inside of him.]
Howard, Howard... please...
[He's been stretched so well that the push isn't uncomfortable at all, and Shuji doesn't hesitate to wrap his legs around Howard's back, urging him deeper inside him.]
[They're in a classroom and he's a teacher's assistant currently having sex with a student against a table. He shouldn't be doing this. It's terribly scandalous. It's terribly wrong. Someone could knock at the door any moment. And yet...]
Oh, Shuji...
[His breath is hot against Shuji's lips as he feels himself push deeper within the other, body jolting with every thrust. His tentacles slide over Shuji's thighs, keeping them apart to allow him more space to move.]
[This is absolutely wrong, and yet there's absolutely no way Shuji would want to stop. Shuji whimpers when Howard's tentacles spread his legs out further, and if he liked being complimented for his looks before, that was nothing compared to hearing it from Howard's lips when he's deep inside of him.
His cock is dripping, and he thinks he might come without another touch.]
More? I can take more, so don't - ahhh, don't hold back-
[He may or may not know what he's asking for. He may or may not care.]
[He says, between gasps and groans, cock throbbing painfully as he nears his peak. Yes, Shuji shouldn't bite off more than he can chew, here and yet...]
[A couple of slim tentacles move downward, slipping over the ring that Howard is currently pounding into - there shouldn't be enough space, he shouldn't do this, but...]
[Well, Shuji asked, right?]
[With the next thrust, he slips the tentacles in, joining his cock as Howard snaps his hips against Shuji, the tentacles providing a weird, but extremely overwhelming feeling of tightness as he moves.]
[It's overwhelming, it's far too full, it's more than Shuji could possibly take - except they're inside him, Howard gave him just what he asked for and Shuji loves it despite the stretch. The discomfort is nothing, nothing compared to every part of his walls being rubbed against with each thrust-]
Howard-!
[It's too much, and Shuji barely gets a hand around his own cock before he's coming all over his stomach, whimpering Howard's name over and over with each of the aftershocks.]
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I can do more pleasant things than just being warm.
[He slips one of Howard's suspenders off his shoulder, then the other.]
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[He'd quite like to see these pleasant things.]
[His other hand hooks itself on the edge of the other's pants, throwing open the button with his thumb. It's all very exciting, this exchange of movement and the promise of heat.]
[Something stirs within him, an urge to move and take what he deserves. He ignores it, tries to hide the way his breath hitches when his fingers slide down over Shuji's underwear.]
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[There's no way to hide how Shuji gasps when Howard touches him. Even if there was, he's not trying to hide how good that feels.
With the straps of Howard's suspenders shoved off, it's easy to get Howard's pants unbuttoned and pushed down enough that Shuji can see what he's doing, can get his hand cupped around the heat of him through the fabric of Howard's underwear instead of just fumbling blindly.]
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[Howard lets out a groan, heat instantly pooling into his abdomen.]
Oh, Shuji...
[He feels his hand twitching suddenly, the tell-tale warning of that strange ability that had come to him only several weeks before. He bites his lip, tries to keep it in check. Not now. You have this. Don't make him run away.]
[Trying to distract himself and the other, he starts to pull the other's underwear down to expose the other completely, kissing him deeply as his hand now takes the other's bare cock in his hand.]
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It takes him a moment to be able to focus enough to get Howard's underwear down, but once he does he wraps his hand around his cock. The pleased noise that leaves Shuji's lips when he starts stroking could be either from what Howard's doing or just pleasure at getting to touch Howard directly. Hard to tell.]
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S-shuji, I...
[And he feels it come on suddenly - before he can control himself, his index finger suddenly slides further than it possibly can, now colored a mottled green as it wraps around the base of the other's cock.]
[Howard instantly stiffens, horrified.]
Shuji, I...I can explain-
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Oh. That's new.
[He isn't horrified or disgusted and he doesn't sound that way, only surprised. It's just new, not bad.]
It's fine, just warn me when you're going to do that.
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[He's already a ball of nerves to the point where it actually takes a few seconds for him to realize that Shuji isn't freaking out about this. He blinks, now surprised that Shuji isn't surprised.]
Wait. You mean you're...okay with it?
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[He'd paused with his ministrations when the tentacle thing happened, but now he goes back to stroking Howard's cock.]
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[That is...not expected. At all. Howard pauses for a moment, feeling a bit knocked off his balance, metaphorically, by the fact that Shuji isn't reacting the way he expected he would.]
[But there's little time to think of Shuji and his prior relationships with tentacles, because that stroking of his cock is certainly getting him going. Howard lets out a hiss, and the rest of his hand shifts. The tentacles pulse along the other's cock, squeezing it in a wave-like rhythm.]
Oh, Shuji...
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There's not enough attention in Shuji's brain to talk about tentacles when the sensations they're giving him are more important. Shuji curses, and his hips jerk into the motion of Howard's ex-hand without him telling them to. His own rhythm speeds up, but he doesn't think he could match the tentacles even if he tried.]
That feels so good - please...
[If there was any doubt that Shuji wanted this, it should be gone by now.]
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[The sudden movement of Shuji's hips makes Howard blink, and feeling a slight rush of confidence, he leans in to kiss the other on the lips, his mouth creasing upward in the semblance of an amused smile.]
You like that, don't you...?
[He hums, another tendril rubbing over the inside of Shuji's thighs, curving down near his opening.]
Want me to keep going? Or do you want me, all of me?
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[Both is good, even if he's not sure exactly how that would work.
Shuji moves to return Howard's kiss, but it's hard to coordinate movement when he can feel Howard's tentacles around his cock and rubbing near his opening at the same time, overwhelming his brain with pleasure. The kiss he does manage is open-mouthed and messy.]
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[He hasn't thought about doing both, but...well. It's certainly feasible.]
[He's leaning over Shuji now, strands of long ink-like hair cascading over them both. He hasn't exactly tried this, but...there's always a first for everything.]
[He brings up a tentacle to his lips, slowly pulling it across his tongue right in front of Shuji to wet it. He knows exactly what he's doing - he's making a show of it, finally dipping the tendril down, down, until he's pressing against that tight ring.]
Ah. Here goes, Shuji...
[He kisses him, deeply, as he presses the tentacle slowly into the other, allowing him to get used to the feeling.]
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Even just the show is enough to distract him, never mind the hold he still has on Shuji's cock. Shuji reaches for another of Howard's tentacles, to bring this one to his own mouth instead, mimicking Howard's swipe of tongue.
He doesn't know if these are sensitive or not, but he's more than willing to find out.]
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D-do that again.
[He murmurs - with that said, he does his best to focus on what's happening below. The tendril pushes a little further into Shuji, sliding up and around the inner walls as it undulates, attempting to stretch him further.]
How does it feel...?
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[For someone who prides himself on his words, Shuji's finding himself at a loss to describe the way Howard stretching him out makes him feel in any detail. The tentacle slides easily against his walls, any discomfort more than overwhelmed by pleasure.
Now that he's given that very important answer, Shuji wraps his lips around the tip of Howard's tentacle, sucking on it intently. He wants to make Howard react like that again. He wants to make him feel even better than that.]
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[His tone is desperate - a wonderful flush blossoms in Howard's thin cheeks and he's suddenly very aware of how hard his own cock is straining between his legs. God. He hadn't known just how sensitive those tentacles were.]
I...want you. [He murmurs, hips bucking as he pushes another finger in, the end of it sliding down in the form of another tendril. He doesn't know how much longer he can hold out.] Goodness, Shuji, I need you.
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Then have me.
[He's achingly hard as well, but he wants Howard to be inside him with something a little more substantial than his tentacles before he comes.
He slides the tentacle back into his mouth, deeper this time.]
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[The way he says it makes him wonderfully dizzy, like he's at the mercy of Shuji's commands - Howard stifles a moan between his lips before he slides his fingers out, shifting his hands to grasp Shuji by the hips. A tentacle slides over his own cock, a sort of thick wet film covering it.]
How much until you come undone, hm?
[His eyes are very dark as he lines himself up, tip throbbing against Shuji. He briefly leans in for a deep kiss before he pushes himself into the other man with a groan, fingernails digging in.]
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Howard, Howard... please...
[He's been stretched so well that the push isn't uncomfortable at all, and Shuji doesn't hesitate to wrap his legs around Howard's back, urging him deeper inside him.]
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Oh, Shuji...
[His breath is hot against Shuji's lips as he feels himself push deeper within the other, body jolting with every thrust. His tentacles slide over Shuji's thighs, keeping them apart to allow him more space to move.]
You're so beautiful...
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His cock is dripping, and he thinks he might come without another touch.]
More? I can take more, so don't - ahhh, don't hold back-
[He may or may not know what he's asking for. He may or may not care.]
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[He says, between gasps and groans, cock throbbing painfully as he nears his peak. Yes, Shuji shouldn't bite off more than he can chew, here and yet...]
[A couple of slim tentacles move downward, slipping over the ring that Howard is currently pounding into - there shouldn't be enough space, he shouldn't do this, but...]
[Well, Shuji asked, right?]
[With the next thrust, he slips the tentacles in, joining his cock as Howard snaps his hips against Shuji, the tentacles providing a weird, but extremely overwhelming feeling of tightness as he moves.]
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Howard-!
[It's too much, and Shuji barely gets a hand around his own cock before he's coming all over his stomach, whimpering Howard's name over and over with each of the aftershocks.]
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