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Excuse me?

[His voice is deeper, more booming in sound, but it's still, unmistakably, Howard's voice. He tilts his head to the other side, eye holes widening - the fingers of his arms drum on his head as he tries to understand that, well, Shuji isn't...scared. He's not scared of him...?]

You...want to kiss me? But I'm ugly. I'm...

[His wings unfurl at his sides.]

I'm a monster.

[Fidgeting. Howard has some of the same nervous tells as he does in a human body.]

You're Howard. And I love you.

[Slowly, Shuji will approach his boyfriend again.]

...

[He unconsciously shrinks back - it warms his heart (does he even have a heart like this?) to hear Shuji says he loves him, but...it's hard to just shake this off. The feeling that now he's different. People will hate him, come after him with pitchforks and torches, won't they?]

Shuji...are you sure? People aren't like you. They won't love me like this.

[Even so, a tendril breaks from the mass, reaching out to his boyfriend - he touches the side of his cheek, before drawing back sheepishly.]

And I...I could hurt you...

[Howard is so careful, so gentle even with his immense strength. Shuji has no doubt that he could snap Shuji in two if he tried.]

What other people think of you doesn't change what I think of you.

And I trust you.

[He sets his hand on Howard's slightly greenish skin, no less gentle a touch than when he was comforting Howard earlier today.]

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You're so kind...

[What good did he ever do to deserve his perfect boyfriend? He'd tear up if he had tearducts.]

[He lets out a sigh that rumbles through his entire body, almost sounding like some large whale off in the distance. This is still very nerve-wracking, but still...]

You look so tiny compared to me. [The tendril wraps around Shuji's hand, like a handshake.] I-it's a little funny.

You've always been really tall.

[Shuji lifts his hand so he can press a kiss to the tendril. Like kissing a hand, maybe? He really shouldn't expect a one-to-one correlation with any body parts.]

Ah yes, but this time I'm about ten times my size...

[He can certainly feel that kiss, as vivid and warm as it wouldn't been on human skin. His form shivers. He may not be able to kiss Shuji back, but...]

[A sucker on the back of his tentacle presses against Shuji's arm, pulling away with a slight pop.]

I...love you so much, Shuji.

[Oh, he hadn't realized his tentacles could do that. That's nice? Like being given an unusually circular hickey.

It makes Shuji whimper, and maybe he would have tried to bite back that noise in other circumstances, but he wants Howard to know that what he does to Shuji still feels good.]

I love you too. No matter what.

[Is that a whimper? He may be big but his hearing senses are abnormally good - Shuji is enjoying this. Goodness.]

[The nerves are already starting to melt away as he grows a bit more confident - another tentacle reaches out to brush through Shuji's hair.]

Hey...would you like to come up here? I can see a lot from here, you know.

I'd love to.

[It must be quite a view, and Shuji trusts Howard not to let him fall from that height. Though, speaking of that...]

...Suddenly I wish I'd climbed more trees when I was a kid.

I'm sure climbing me would be very different from climbing a tree, Shuji.

[He carefully wraps his tendrils around the waist of his boyfriend - it's like picking up a small doll, it's so surreal. Being very careful not to lift him to quickly or tighten his grip, he lifts him up into the air, depositing him on the layer of tentacles near where his "face" is.]

[The tentacles coming from between his eyes wave, as if in greeting.]

I won't let you fall. [Even if he lets Shuji go, one of his arms moves to cup him protectively, like his own personal railing.] Be careful.

I trust you.

[Now that he's nearer to Howard's face, he gives another tentacle a soft kiss. Still not much like kissing his mouth, but Shuji's never been opposed to covering Howard all over in kisses anyway.]

Shuji, y-you should look at the town, not at me...it's not every day you get to see this view...

[He's very flattered by the attention, though. Howard lets the tentacle brush against Shuji's neck, placing another sucker there and pulling away, leaving a small red mark.]

But I like looking at you-

[He cuts himself off with a gasp when Howard leaves another hickey on his neck. Gently, he takes the tentacle in his hand to attempt to suck a mark near the tip.

He needs to know if he can leave hickeys and if they stay in some form when Howard turns back to normal. For science.]

Shuji...!

[That...that feels good. The tentacles in his face writhe, an odd sign of his pleasure. Not that he was new to the feeling of Shuji giving his tentacles this kind of attention, but doing it as he is, in this form...]

You shouldn't do that, you know how much I love it...

[Oh no, his face tentacles are wiggling. That's really cute.]

If you love it, I think that just means I should do it more. Right?

[Satisfied that he can leave some kind of mark on Howard's tentacles, he goes to cover that tentacle - or at least what part he can reach without risking falling - with kisses and gentle nips.]

Shuji.

[His voice comes out in a whine, which, by his deep voice standards, still sounds as deep as the Mariana Trench. His whole form shudders. Oh, this is really unfair. Shuji knows all the best ways to make him unravel...]

[A tentacle winds around Shuji's leg unconsciously.]

You don't have to do it like this, Shuji, please, this is...so much. It's too good.

I want to do it like this.

[He adores Howard and wants to make him feel good, and he wants Howard to know that without a single shred of doubt. He doesn't mind covering Howard's tentacle with hickeys, not when it makes Howard shudder like that.

It's good that Howard has a grip on him, so he doesn't have to worry about the tremors knocking him off.]

[This shouldn't feel this good. Howard's wings flutter, hands scratching at his head as Shuji continues his effort in biting every inch of the tentacle offered to him.]

Shuji, we can just go home and do this, I mean...it'll be easier for you. It'll be easier for both of us, to just...

[Well. They know. The tentacle around Shuji's leg continues to wind upwards, slipping underneath his shirt.]

This might be too dangerous...

Ah-

[Of course it's dangerous. He's deliberately trying to take away the focus of the person who's keeping him safe who-knows-how-many feet in the air. Falling is a very real possibility, and even the distraction of a tentacle underneath his shirt can't make him forget that.]

I want to please you like this. Is there a way I can do that without it being dangerous?

[Because he's determined to do it like this.]

I don't know how you could, I mean, it's not like you could, uh, take me. Like this, I think. I'm too big...

[The logistics of this are headspinning. But still, that doesn't stop him from really wanting this to work somehow. Shuji being so small in comparison with him, biting along his tentacles, sends waves of arousal throughout his body. His tentacle curls over Shuji's chest.]

I mean, I have these holes all over me but I don't know which is the...crucial one.

[WHERE CAN SHUJI STICK HIS DICK??? ONLY GOD KNOWS]

I think your holes are a little big for the, um, traditional method.

[Shuji's comparatively tiny dick rubbing against only one edge of one of Howard's holes. The image is funny, but not very hot.]

We could try rimming? You can definitely feel my tongue, at least...

[He punctuates this with another kiss and long lick over Howard's tentacle.]

That's true.

[If he could blush, he'd do so out of sheer embarrassment.]

I-I'd like that. [That tongue, even though it's small, is practically enough to make him melt from pleasure.]

In the meantime, well... [His tendril starts to nudge Shuji's shirt up - another joins it, only to thread along Shuji's waistband, tip diving underneath it.] I think you get the idea.

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[No matter what, Howard touching him so tenderly will always make Shuji gasp and moan. Now is no different.

Shuji pulls his shirt off, which falls to the ground. It may take some damage from the drop. Woops. He'll figure out where it landed later.]

Show me where you want me. I think you know that I could kiss you all over if you don't.

[This has happened before, albeit not with Howard in this state.]

You wouldn't.

[He has to shift his body slightly, allow Shuji access to as many different-sized holes as he wants. Some even widen and shrink, like they're moving with every breath his body makes.]

Treat me, Shuji. Lean against me, back out, and I'll... [There's a loud rumbling noise, like a low purr, tentacle diving more insistently into his pants, tip pressing against his groin.] Take you from behind, if you'd like that.

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