[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.
[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.]
[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?
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]
[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.
[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.
[Shuji would, although it would take a long, long time with how big Howard is right now.
The amount that Shuji does not give a shit where his pants and underwear land after he pulls them off cannot be overstated. He leans against Howard's body, fully nude, and turns his head to lap at the nearest hole, speaking between licks.]
Please. I want you.
[Even with Howard like this, he doesn't want him any less.]
["My boyfriend pleasures me by licking around one of my many holes after I turn into a giant eldritch monster" is not something Howard predicted would've happened tonight. But now that it is, he's really not going to complain. The holes are sensitive, like the rest of his body is, and the tentacles in his face twist and writhe as he slides a tendril down Shuji's bare back.]
God, I love you.
[He means it. The tendril dips down, exuding some sort of slimy substance before he presses into Shuji carefully. Now that he's like this, any movement of his can easily hurt his boyfriend in an instant.]
[It doesn't stop him from thrusting deep inside his lover, loosening him up with a low, creaking groan.]
[Shuji knows Howard could hurt him easily - but he doesn't. The tendril is slick enough to ease the push, and Howard is careful not to go too hard or too fast. The moan that leaves Shuji's lips is only that of pleasure.]
Howard - Howard...
[He isn't too busy moaning to remember to keep licking Howard, particularly when he can see and hear how much he's affecting his wonderful, amazing, eldritch boyfriend.]
[This is certainly a very unique way of having sex. Not that Howard is thinking too deeply about that - he's too deep into the sensation of Shuji's tongue on him, somehow magnified across his alien skin. He lovingly curls a tendril around Shuji's chest, stroking down his chest.]
Shuji, please, p-please keep going. [His whole form shivers, one hand drifting down his alien face as if in an attempt to keep himself together. He thrusts into Shuji steadily, another tentacle already prodding at his boyfriend's opening to join it and open him further.]
[Meaning that he's lucky to have Howard in all his forms. Howard the mild-mannered professor, Howard the tentacled boyfriend, Howard the eldritch being with more holes than the plot of a standard novel.
No matter what, Shuji loves him, and he loves making Howard's voice catch like that because of the pleasure that Shuji is giving him. That's all the motivation Shuji needs to lick faster, as far in as he can get. The tentacles in his ass have him groaning and arching his back, but Howard's pleasure will always be his first priority.]
[Somebody could discover them like this. Howard the monster having sex with his small human boyfriend. It's embarrassing to think about, and yet, he can't really worry about that.]
[His tendrils thrust deep, more insistent now - the groan he lets out vibrates through his entire body. This is so much. It's so much, and yet not enough - honestly, Howard thinks to himself that after they do this, they'll have to go home, and maybe repeat the whole thing on a smaller level.]
[Even if they were discovered, Howard might not be recognized like this - almost certainly not if he didn't speak. Only Shuji would get in trouble for his shamelessness, and right now he doesn't give a fuck.]
Oh god, close...
[His body trembles, his toes curl, he's losing any sense of rhythm he had with his tongue but Howard will surely forgive him for coming apart like this.]
[A brief thought flits through his mind - can he even come like this? He doesn't know. Shuji is trembling against him. He lets out a guttural, whale-like moan, holes dilating as he thrusts deeper into his boyfriend.]
Mmm...Shuji... [His wings unfurl, a fluid dripping down his sides as he shakes. He's close, so close...] I love you...so much...
[Either those words push Shuji over the edge, or they're just timed exceptionally well so that when he hears them, Shuji lets out one last cry of "Howard!" and comes, white spilling over Howard's shoulder as his vision whites out.
Even while he can't think or see, he still tries to keep licking and bring Howard the same pleasure that his boyfriend brought him. There's no rhythm or technique, just a mindless need to please.]
[He feels like his mind is going - he continues to thrust, even as Shuji shudders and comes so sharply against him. Nails digging into his head, he feels like the tension is getting too high to bear, every inch of him ready for release.]
[And finally, with Shuji's help, he feels like he's tipped over that zenith- the tentacle buried in his boyfriend suddenly twitches, hot fluid spurting from its tip. His moans are high enough to probably be confused with a very loud ambulance siren, tentacles writhing in sheer ecstasy as a thin film of some slime-like substance coats his large form.]
[It seems like it lasts forever. Finally, he starts to calm down, hands wiping down the front of his "face". One reaches over to Shuji as he pulls out, worried:]
[Shuji has no idea what exactly is inside him or what's coating Howard's body, when he can actually see Howard's body again, but it's a sign Shuji made Howard feel good and that's all Shuji needs.]
Amazing. Give me a minute.
[...he's going to sit down now while his legs are still capable of holding him.]
[He shifts, worried, making sure to let a few tentacles slide across Shuji's back to keep him from falling backwards off of him. It's a long way down.]
I can't believe we just did that. [There's a breathless laugh - his eyeholes crease, looking somewhat pleased.] I mean, it wasn't like anything I've ever experienced.
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[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.
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[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.]
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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...
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[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.]
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[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]
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[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.]
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[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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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.]
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[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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The amount that Shuji does not give a shit where his pants and underwear land after he pulls them off cannot be overstated. He leans against Howard's body, fully nude, and turns his head to lap at the nearest hole, speaking between licks.]
Please. I want you.
[Even with Howard like this, he doesn't want him any less.]
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["My boyfriend pleasures me by licking around one of my many holes after I turn into a giant eldritch monster" is not something Howard predicted would've happened tonight. But now that it is, he's really not going to complain. The holes are sensitive, like the rest of his body is, and the tentacles in his face twist and writhe as he slides a tendril down Shuji's bare back.]
God, I love you.
[He means it. The tendril dips down, exuding some sort of slimy substance before he presses into Shuji carefully. Now that he's like this, any movement of his can easily hurt his boyfriend in an instant.]
[It doesn't stop him from thrusting deep inside his lover, loosening him up with a low, creaking groan.]
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Howard - Howard...
[He isn't too busy moaning to remember to keep licking Howard, particularly when he can see and hear how much he's affecting his wonderful, amazing, eldritch boyfriend.]
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Shuji, please, p-please keep going. [His whole form shivers, one hand drifting down his alien face as if in an attempt to keep himself together. He thrusts into Shuji steadily, another tentacle already prodding at his boyfriend's opening to join it and open him further.]
I'm so lucky to have you...
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[Meaning that he's lucky to have Howard in all his forms. Howard the mild-mannered professor, Howard the tentacled boyfriend, Howard the eldritch being with more holes than the plot of a standard novel.
No matter what, Shuji loves him, and he loves making Howard's voice catch like that because of the pleasure that Shuji is giving him. That's all the motivation Shuji needs to lick faster, as far in as he can get. The tentacles in his ass have him groaning and arching his back, but Howard's pleasure will always be his first priority.]
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[Somebody could discover them like this. Howard the monster having sex with his small human boyfriend. It's embarrassing to think about, and yet, he can't really worry about that.]
[His tendrils thrust deep, more insistent now - the groan he lets out vibrates through his entire body. This is so much. It's so much, and yet not enough - honestly, Howard thinks to himself that after they do this, they'll have to go home, and maybe repeat the whole thing on a smaller level.]
[A tendril slides down Shuji's inner thighs.]
Y-you're so good...
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Oh god, close...
[His body trembles, his toes curl, he's losing any sense of rhythm he had with his tongue but Howard will surely forgive him for coming apart like this.]
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[A brief thought flits through his mind - can he even come like this? He doesn't know. Shuji is trembling against him. He lets out a guttural, whale-like moan, holes dilating as he thrusts deeper into his boyfriend.]
Mmm...Shuji... [His wings unfurl, a fluid dripping down his sides as he shakes. He's close, so close...] I love you...so much...
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Even while he can't think or see, he still tries to keep licking and bring Howard the same pleasure that his boyfriend brought him. There's no rhythm or technique, just a mindless need to please.]
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[And finally, with Shuji's help, he feels like he's tipped over that zenith- the tentacle buried in his boyfriend suddenly twitches, hot fluid spurting from its tip. His moans are high enough to probably be confused with a very loud ambulance siren, tentacles writhing in sheer ecstasy as a thin film of some slime-like substance coats his large form.]
[It seems like it lasts forever. Finally, he starts to calm down, hands wiping down the front of his "face". One reaches over to Shuji as he pulls out, worried:]
Are you...are you okay...?
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Amazing. Give me a minute.
[...he's going to sit down now while his legs are still capable of holding him.]
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[He shifts, worried, making sure to let a few tentacles slide across Shuji's back to keep him from falling backwards off of him. It's a long way down.]
I can't believe we just did that. [There's a breathless laugh - his eyeholes crease, looking somewhat pleased.] I mean, it wasn't like anything I've ever experienced.
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I told you I'd still want to kiss you like this.
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You did a lot more than kiss me, Shuji.
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[Shameless.]
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[The row of tentacles on the ground flex and writhe, his head bending towards Shuji.]
[He lowers his voice to a whisper, though in his case, a "whisper" is still pretty loud.]
Would you want to go back so you could tell me all of that? I think I'd...very much like to hear it.
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wrapup?