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[he had this mental image in his head of what her tentacles would look like and this was not it. it takes him a moment to realize--she's trying to move away from his touch, and his hands quickly remove themselves, tugging one of the tentacles along. he's not sure if he wants to shake it off or get a better feel for it, mostly staring at it curiously]

Edited 2020-04-26 04:57 (UTC)

...s- sorry. It's just my, ah, my back gets really sensitive when they, [ she takes an unsteady breath. ] when they start to do, uh, t- that.

It's ok to... to touch them... they're just trying to get a feel for you, that's all, ...

[... he touches her cheek with the hand not preoccupied with the tentacle]

You wanted me to touch these, before. What does it feel like when I do?

[ sets her hand on his. ]

I... I still do. And these aren't as sensitive as the others, but it... it feels good, l- like really good. Mind numbing, in a way, and I always want more. It's kind of like a drug, I guess. It's incredible.

[for a moment, raven's imagination runs wild with the potential of what they could do like this, and he shivers visibly, crimson staining his cheeks]

... you'd let me touch you until I drive you out of your mind?

[ she tries to keep her tone even, but there's a small hitch in her breath when he mentions driving her out of her mind. ]

[ she fights so hard to keep control, but... losing control is aaaalways so much more fun. the other two tentacles, the rounded ones, poke their little heads out from around either side of her, curious. ]

Yes.

[he swallows hard, and brings the tentacle up to his lips and kisses it]

... you trust me with a lot. I... don't know if I trust myself yet. Even if you say it's better to do this with you because you can handle it... I... need some time.

I said as much earlier, and... and I'm not going to go back on my word. [ she stares as he brings the tentacle to his lips and she swears to GOD she almost comes apart right then and there. she shudders, fingers twitching at her sides as the tentacle strokes his cheek straight after; its 'blades' fanning up, because it's pleased. ]

...you know I'm not going to rush you, Raven.
I'd never.
If you'd... rather stop, then... we can stop.

[he does smirk a little at her reaction, unable to help himself from teasing her]

It's... tempting to see how riled up I can make you just by touching these appendages. I won't lie. But... let's just... relax, for now.

[ ...and then the tentacle goes from pleased to not pleased. stopping? are the both of them kidding?? it grabs a hold of raven's wrist and tightens as the other 'bladed' tentacle slithers past and tries to nudge him closer to her. ]

But it... might not be that simple. [ she shuts her eyes, chest heaving for each and every breath. ] I don't control them. I... never have and n- never will. And they came out for a reason, one that hasn't been satisfied.

[ she tries to scoot back. ] Heh, we'd like that, but... until then, maybe I should take five outside.

[oh wow, that was unexpected. he looks surprised, and then quickly embarrassed]

... oh. I didn't... realize.

[tries, again, to remove his hand]

I can give you some space. If you'd rather stay in here.

[ostensibly, if the tentacles will... let him go...]

[ shakes her head. ] ...no, it's my bad. I should have said something. Elaborated, but I... [ she takes several deep breathes. ] I... [ looks aside, feeling just as ( if not more ) embarrassed as he is. ] I wanted this.

[ but she'll do her best to coax them off. like she said she's not interested in forcing him to take anymore steps forward. he has to be ready and willing. ] Let go of him, come on, ... [ she reaches to try to pluck it from his wrist when he turns on her, snaring her wrists and binding them tightly to her front. ]

You little shits.

[he can't help but laugh]

You weren't exaggerating about them having a mind of their own. Hmm... you look good like that.

[more teasing, because he's also a little shit]

[ so she doesn't accidentally smack him ( THOUGH HE DESERVES IT FOR THE LAUGH ) she takes a step back as she starts trying anything and everything she can think of to free herself, but each time she does something the tentacles tighten their grip; as evidenced by the way her fingers twitch each time it happens. ]

Not funny. [ huffs, because this is not how she wanted to introduce him to the tentacles, but of course the little bastards would pull something like this. ] ...tch. [ turns her nose up, blush spreading down her neck and to the rise of her breasts as the rounded tentacles finally reach out to raven. ]

[ hello there~ ]

[watching her, appreciative of her efforts even if he's also laughing at her]

Maybe this will help.

[he reaches out to the tentacle... ... ... and flicks it sharply]

[ she cries out as it reels back to hide behind her, the 'bladed' tentacles releasing her ( yay! ) to, instead, try to seize his wrists and pin them over his head. how dare he! ...apparently. ]

Raven!

[shit that backfired spectacularly]

--not what I intended...!

[ IT SURE DID. ]

...oh come on. [ she hisses under her breath, immediately reaching to free him, but when the remaining two tentacles slither up her front and coil around her breasts she makes an undignified noise, freezing in her tracks as she tries to keep her brain from short-circuiting. ]

A- As if these stupid uniforms weren't tight enough, stop. [ but is stopping what she really wants to do? what had she told him earlier, about how all of this makes her feel... ] Raven.

...c- can you get free, ..?

[pushing against the hold on his wrists to test how strong the tentacles are]

... I might just end up making things worse, at this rate. I think... I may have to fight you.

[ he made himself a bit of a threat, so their grip is kind of tight. ]

...I guess. [ looks disappointed at the turn of events. ] And here I had hoped we could all just get along. [ a small laugh. ] Poor showing guys. [ to the tentacles, though her sass earns her another squeeze, the seams of her uniform splitting as she starts squirming a bit more. ]

If that's what you think, then... don't hold back.

[his gaze is immediately drawn to where her uniform is tearing, and he has an internal battle about not looking too hard]

... forgive me. I don't have many tools in my arsenal right now, and I don't know what will work and what won't. So, I'm... going to use Nightmare Vision first.

[ she looks aside and just nods. ] ...anything would, but [ it would hurt her too, but that's not really a problem for either of them, right. ] nightmare vision is... it's fine. [ not it's not, but she agreed to this at the start. it's fine. everything's fine. ]

I'll, ah, see you on the other side then, ..?

[he nods, and at first it doesn't seem like a nightmare at all: it's just giving in to her desires. the tentacles curl around her tightly, tearing her clothes off and dragging over bare skin, touching her everywhere she wants to be touched, teasing her and filling her and making her scream until she's hoarse. the sensation completely overwhelms her, and all the while raven just watches, his eyes glittering in the dark, and through the haze of pleasure she suddenly understands--he's the one directing them, making them move, making them take her over and over until she's drunk on overstimulation. his hand waves and the tentacles slither underneath her, at his command. they're not touching him at all anymore, and when her legs give out they carry her over to the bench and lay her down. what sort of magic he's wielding is anyone's guess, but by the end of it all, they retreat back inside underneath her skin, and she's left there, boneless and exhausted and unable to speak for the waves of sensation still ravaging her body. it feels like it'll last forever, it won't stop even if she begs him, and she's totally helpless to do anything about it...]

[but none of it was real, nothing like that happened--except raven trying to free himself from the tentacle's grasp as soon as the vision takes over, putting a good five feet between himself and dva]

[ as soon as the vision starts the tentacles all ease their grip, as if, like her, memorized by the nightmare. she takes shuddering breath after shuddering breath, her mouth dropping open as she tries to make sense of what the fuck. ]

[ there's a strange disconnect between reality right now, because that could happen, should happen, and... would be happening if raven wasn't standing five feet away, right? right?! ]

[ she opens her mouth, but for a moment she can't speak. or maybe that's just because her brain has yet to catch up with her. ] Raven, watch me, watch us, please.

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