This amount is okay, but more limbs would be good, right? For example, if I wanted to kiss you, I could either stimulate your nipples or give you a handjob, but I can't do both of those things at the same time, can I...?
Since this lake reflects the stars, I remembered that I could summon more limbs.
In this region, I think tentacles would be the most common ones, but if you don't like those, then I'm sure I could find something else...
[ though seeing the color in his face, of course, she can't help but lean in a bit. despite there by all indications being no one else around, she continues lower, right at his ear, ]
she can't really help but actually kiss him, if gently still, chaste
given she seems to accomplish it even while doing that, whatever she does while his eyes are closed doesn't appear to take much on her part. the silence is broken only by the sound of the waves ebbing gentle against the lakeshore - louder, then, after the last, more intensely after that, strength greater and greater with precious little change in the breeze, as if worked into a frenzy by some immeasurable, unseen force -
before it just dies down, returning to normal in moments, but with some change in his surroundings - some appendage, warm to the touch as if alive but lacking any joints to be classified as a hand, immaculately smooth but without wetness - has begun to creep its way near his torso, prodding at his abdomen. her free hand - blindly, occupied with the kiss - trails over his thigh, gropes clumsy at his lap, feeling for his cock ]
between the time he closed his eyes and now, a cluster of tentacles has gathered on the shore. ostensibly having risen from the lake, they're not unlike those one would find on a squid or octopus - they flank Dia now, emanating from seemingly nowhere in particular, simply fading into existence at her sides; while there's a variety of shapes and sizes on display, consistent among them appears to be their color - each dark in color, specks of iridescence dancing in the pitch with the light of the sun as if each limb were made of oil,
but they - even the slender limb that attempted to climb its way up his torso - all stop short of advancing, writhing idly as she watches him, smile as content as ever, if with a thoughtfulness to it befitting the situation, attempting to gauge his reaction ]
They're really cute, right...? Is this amount okay?
[ cupping her hand between his legs, now, slowly beginning to rub at him, building up a careful friction ]
You're the one being spoiled here, so you don't need to think of anything but feeling good, but if it's too much, or if you don't like it - you can let me know, alright...?
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Since this lake reflects the stars, I remembered that I could summon more limbs.
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What kind of limbs are we talking here?
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[ though seeing the color in his face, of course, she can't help but lean in a bit. despite there by all indications being no one else around, she continues lower, right at his ear, ]
Or do you want to do it with just me...?
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oh no]
Like... the ones you had in Liar Hell?
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[ fond, in as much as she can be of the liar hell incident, but ]
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pressing her lips to the shell of his ear a bit, tentative, thoughtful ]
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holding still, letting her finish her thought]
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Close your eyes...?
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she can't really help but actually kiss him, if gently still, chaste
given she seems to accomplish it even while doing that, whatever she does while his eyes are closed doesn't appear to take much on her part. the silence is broken only by the sound of the waves ebbing gentle against the lakeshore - louder, then, after the last, more intensely after that, strength greater and greater with precious little change in the breeze, as if worked into a frenzy by some immeasurable, unseen force -
before it just dies down, returning to normal in moments, but with some change in his surroundings - some appendage, warm to the touch as if alive but lacking any joints to be classified as a hand, immaculately smooth but without wetness - has begun to creep its way near his torso, prodding at his abdomen. her free hand - blindly, occupied with the kiss - trails over his thigh, gropes clumsy at his lap, feeling for his cock ]
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everything about this is really weird]
...Can I open my eyes?
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between the time he closed his eyes and now, a cluster of tentacles has gathered on the shore. ostensibly having risen from the lake, they're not unlike those one would find on a squid or octopus - they flank Dia now, emanating from seemingly nowhere in particular, simply fading into existence at her sides; while there's a variety of shapes and sizes on display, consistent among them appears to be their color - each dark in color, specks of iridescence dancing in the pitch with the light of the sun as if each limb were made of oil,
but they - even the slender limb that attempted to climb its way up his torso - all stop short of advancing, writhing idly as she watches him, smile as content as ever, if with a thoughtfulness to it befitting the situation, attempting to gauge his reaction ]
They're really cute, right...? Is this amount okay?
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[that is. a lot.]
You wanna use all of them on me? Along with your hands and mouth?
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Is there somewhere else that you want to touch...?
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[ cupping her hand between his legs, now, slowly beginning to rub at him, building up a careful friction ]
You're the one being spoiled here, so you don't need to think of anything but feeling good, but if it's too much, or if you don't like it - you can let me know, alright...?
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[closing his eyes briefly, enjoying the feeling]
Okay...
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