[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.]
[This is...positively amazing. He feels Shuji gasp underneath him, coming hard against himself. That's good. How good. He thrusts into Shuji again, and again, and...]
[He bites his lip hard as he tips over the edge, tentacles writhing with every spurt of cum. He no longer can hold his voice back, a low moan breaking past his lips as he feels himself finish inside Shuji.]
How...how wonderful... [He murmurs, tentacles sliding out of Shuji as his thin chest heaves with exertion - he feels tired, but in a beautiful, warm way.] I never thought...it'd be so good...
[As sensitive as Shuji is after his orgasm, he holds on until Howard comes inside of him. That's a different feeling of fullness, something a little more soothing than being stuffed full of cock and tentacles.
Also, Howard's expression is amazing. Shuji can't help it - he leans up and kisses Howard very lightly on the lips.]
...Can we do that again? Not right now, I'm too sore.
[He had expected this to be a one-time thing, already feeling sad over the fact that they will probably never repeat this again. This was all just a way to relieve stress, right...?]
Wait, you... [Shuji wants to do it again? Howard blinks, before he leans forward.] I'd...like that. I mean, I think we should...take it to somewhere more comfortable...
That would be better. ...We wouldn't have to worry as much about cleaning up in an apartment.
[The desk is a mess of crumpled papers and knocked over pencil cases. The floor is worse: he doesn't think anyone would believe that stain on the floor is white-out.]
[Yea. That's...that's a thing. He shifts himself out slowly, wincing as some of the fluid drips onto the table.]
W-we can get paper towels from the bathroom nearby, I'm sure. But anyways...we can definitely repeat this. [A pause. His tone is extremely flustered.] Later, I mean.
[Time to do the most awkward attempt at wiping himself off and getting his pants and underwear back up and his tentacles tucked back into himself to that he can run to the bathroom and get paper towels before anyone notices anything amiss! He's blushing up a storm to the point where it almost looks like he's having a fever.]
[He rushes back inside, locking the door behind him before he starts to pat and wipe Shuji dry.]
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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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[This is...positively amazing. He feels Shuji gasp underneath him, coming hard against himself. That's good. How good. He thrusts into Shuji again, and again, and...]
[He bites his lip hard as he tips over the edge, tentacles writhing with every spurt of cum. He no longer can hold his voice back, a low moan breaking past his lips as he feels himself finish inside Shuji.]
How...how wonderful... [He murmurs, tentacles sliding out of Shuji as his thin chest heaves with exertion - he feels tired, but in a beautiful, warm way.] I never thought...it'd be so good...
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Also, Howard's expression is amazing. Shuji can't help it - he leans up and kisses Howard very lightly on the lips.]
...Can we do that again? Not right now, I'm too sore.
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Wait, you... [Shuji wants to do it again? Howard blinks, before he leans forward.] I'd...like that. I mean, I think we should...take it to somewhere more comfortable...
[His cheeks are flushed.]
Like...my apartment...or yours...
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[The desk is a mess of crumpled papers and knocked over pencil cases. The floor is worse: he doesn't think anyone would believe that stain on the floor is white-out.]
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[Yea. That's...that's a thing. He shifts himself out slowly, wincing as some of the fluid drips onto the table.]
W-we can get paper towels from the bathroom nearby, I'm sure. But anyways...we can definitely repeat this. [A pause. His tone is extremely flustered.] Later, I mean.
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[Leaking. Oh god he's going to die of embarrassment.]
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[Time to do the most awkward attempt at wiping himself off and getting his pants and underwear back up and his tentacles tucked back into himself to that he can run to the bathroom and get paper towels before anyone notices anything amiss! He's blushing up a storm to the point where it almost looks like he's having a fever.]
[He rushes back inside, locking the door behind him before he starts to pat and wipe Shuji dry.]
We were a little too...eager, weren't we?
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[Shuji straightened up the desk some while Howard was in the bathroom, but when Howard returns he does his best to clean himself out.]
But I don't really regret it...
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[He has a few extra towels, which he uses to clean himself off as well - he turns his gaze to the stain on the floor.]
I was, uh, surprised that I could use my tentacles that way.
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I'd be surprised if you were having a lot of tentacle sex before this.
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[He blushes furiously.]
I mean, it's not like I've had this strange ability for a long time...it's just another thing Retrospec decided to give to me...
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[No one can ever find out about his tentacle porn stash.]
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[His voice is so hoarse it's almost like he's going to lose it any second. IT'S AN EMBARRASSING QUESTION, OKAY.]
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[Shuji's a little red, but they do need to have this conversation, probably...]
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[WOW, his ears are red hot all of a sudden. He steps forward, finally gaining enough confidence to look Shuji in the eye.]
Then...I wouldn't mind. If it makes you happy...
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[Shuji pecks Howard on the lips one last time, just because.]
...I think I'd better head home soon. I have a paper to write up and everything.
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Okay. [Right...there was a paper...] Let me know when you're free, okay?
this thread is over but there can be more
I will. I promise.