Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[wotanon]

[you knew this was coming

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank

SFW Post here!]

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[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hurricane whines, as the tentacles keep going - gasps and groans, as one of those suckers catches drags against his prostate as it presses deeper. His hips flex as he tries to roll into it, but he's so thoroughly pinned in place that he can't manage even that. The only motion he can achieve is the slow twitch of his cock, as it leaks a new strand of precome that rolls slowly down the length of him]

[And then the tentacles settle, and they go still, and Hurricane chokes out another sob, tugging desperately at the bindings]

[Rye's barely done descirbing what he wants before Hurricane stutters back into speech again, breathless and urgent and flushed with humiliation]

Th-thank you. Thank you for - for letting me have this.

It's - it's real good. I'm so - f-full, but I gotta - I gotta have more, this ain't - this ain't enough. I can't take it if it's just - just still like this -

[protectshisown]

[There is the barest shuft of the tentacle insude him, letting rudges rub against hus inside, as a sucker aligns to his prostate as gratitude spills across his lips. Then, just barely, they start to suck along his inner walls and over that bundle of nerves.]

[He whispers in his ear.] Remember how hard they sucked your nipples and cock? I wonder how it'd feel on that spot.

So, everyone. [Louder now.] Should I start using my pet how he wants and fuck him?

[There is a murmuring before the clearest answer if 'no.' He can clearly take more and until he's really ready to be used, the show should build up more.]

Hmm, hear that, pet? It looks like they know you. Know even being stuffed full of tentacles isn't enough to satisfy this perfect fucktoy of a body. [Purred in his ear, hands trailing up his side.]

So tell them.

Beg them for more ways you want your body to be fucked and used.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Rye can tell exactly when he finds the right spot]

[Hurricane goes suddenly very still; his eyes go wide, and his mouth falls open, and he groans like he's dying. Standing straight and stiff out in front of him, his cock give a hard twitch, a new stream of precome dripping down to damp the comforter beneath him]

[He shudders, hard - tries to rock back into it, to get it to give him more, or faster, or anything - but it's still maddeningly still inside of him, except the too-soft motion of the suckers, and he's unable to rock his hips to get any friction at all]

[He whimpers when the crowd says no; his cock, untouched, twitches hard again, red and leaking]

I - I wanna get railed. Please - please - I want it so bad I can taste it.

I want him to - to fuck me, hard as he can. I can't wait - the waiting's so good. N-no, that ain't - the waiting's driving me crazy - tell him to move, god, please -