[Seeing that makes his cock twitch and another rush of desire run through him. He shifts his weight up on his knees and reaches out to touch her alongside her tentacles, stroking her opening curiously as he moves to line himself up.]
I see you do. You want me badly, don't you? Well, that's not any different from normal, even if the presentation is a bit different. And just like normal, I'll see you writhing with pleasure around me. I wonder what that looks like? I wonder what it feels like?
[Possibly he just likes the sound of his own voice. He doesn't wait long to try to get the answer to the question, his hand moving to hold her flank as the head of his dick presses against her.]
[ all of the tentacles reach out to him, interested in a touch here and a touch here. right now it's enough to make her shudder. any contact with him seems to be driving her a little wild. when he talks to her she ducks her head, unsure about the things that he's saying, but the tone in which he's saying it has her growling her own responses right back at him... like he could understand. of course she wants him. she wouldn't be presenting herself if that wasn't true. and she looks forward to feeling him fill her up. the wait is killing her, which my be why a sharper and more distinct edge cuts into the growl... but thankfully he presses into her tight warmth. ]
[ she huffs a breath, closing her eyes as she sends her tentacles to his backside, so they can slither between his cheeks. what if she were to fuck you into her, seto? would you like that? ]
[His monologue is interrupted with a low moan when he sinks into her, staying still seated deep as he adjusts to the feeling and shifts his position for leverage.
At least, he's still until he feels the slide of her tentacles at his ass. He did like being fucked into her before, even the very first time they were together, and now the instinctive wariness and vulnerability that would normally balance it feels strangely missing, so he shifts back into the contact eagerly.]
You want—even more than that, huh? Go on and take it.
[ the bladed tentacles are there to help him, if needed, as she lets her own enjoyment be known. she's loud, and isn't doing anything to keep quiet in the slightest. she rocks back against him as her tentacles slick up the tight ring of flesh concealed between his round cheeks, eventually one of them squirming inside and being careful to stretch him. the other hovers there, clearly agitated, but it knows better than to rush into things, so it'll just stroke up and down seto's spine as he fucks her. ]
[He starts with a slow and steady pace, pulling almost out of her at each stroke so he can feel how she clutches around him as he drives back in. His thrusts aren't gentle, though, slamming in hard as she moves against him.
But his rhythm falters slightly as her tentacle works him, his nails raking across her scales as it squirms inside him. He covers for it by leaning in to press a kiss to her back and then to the base of one of her tentacles.]
[ seto gets a hum in response. she does like it. she likes it a lot. and the kiss given to the base of her tentacle gets her to tighten around him for a sudden ( and brief ) moment. as he already knew from being with d.va when she was 'normal' the rounded tentacles are more sensitive, but the base of all of the tentacles is also sensitive, so that kiss does wonders. she rocks against him harder, the tentacle in his ass matching his own relentless pace as the other sneaks around and tries to join it. ]
[When she starts fucking him in earnest he stops managing coherent sentences, muttering and moaning against her as all his focus is taken by keeping the pace, and it's quickly unclear whether the tentacle is matching his pace or whether he's just riding it. His breath catches sharply when he recognizes the touch of the second one, but he just shivers and moves back hard against it.]
[ no doubt he can feel her shuddering beneath him and doing her damnedest to keep herself from coming first. she's interested in coming alongside him, but between everything she's not going to last. she makes a strangled noise, one that's kind of embarrassing, but it's all the warning he gets as she tightens around him and the tentacles shove him, hard, into her, holding him there as she rides out the waves of her orgasm. she digs her claws in, snaps her jaws, and eventually lets out a roar that shakes some of unbroken windows. ]
[ she seems exhausted afterward, but she doesn't withdraw the tentacles out of seto, and instead simply goes back to a pace similar to his, so she can help him along. ]
[The stretch of his ass is probably the only reason he didn't come almost immediately, despite his similar determination to last as long as possible. But that does mean he's not quite there when she holds him still inside her, and he lets out a frustrated groan as the rhythm is broken. Her roar makes him shudder, though, the sound shaking his wired body and sending a fission of satisfaction through him even as he can't really get the satisfaction he wants.
The sensation is different when she begins to move again, though, much more intense after the pause, and he only manages a few more thrusts before he hits his climax. He doesn't still when he starts to come, though, hips still moving in desperate thrusts as her tentacles work him.]
[ she keeps still, so he can thrust into her as he rides out his own climax, her tentacles continuing to drive into him at a pace similar to his own; relentlessly hitting his prostate over and over and over and milking him for everything he's worth. ]
[ when it seems like he's completely spent they carefully remove themselves as she nudges him backward, her eyes immediately darting around the immediate area. of course she's tired, but she wanders away, coming back with a bunch of things she uses to make a nest. a few trips later and she finds it adequate, making a noise and trying to coax him into it. ]
[He collapses backwards in exhaustion when he's spent, sprawling back on the ground taking a few moments to breathe before he's capable of much else.
By the time she returns he's recovered enough to sit up and adjust his clothes, but not enough to object when she nudges him towards the nest. Though he still doesn't really feel like objecting, anyway.]
[ it's not the best she could do, but it is on such short notice. glad that he's moving into it she joins him, tilting her head and looking kind of annoyed about the clothing. she makes it known by huffing and nipping at them. c'mon, seto, the clothes are just in the way. ]
[He makes a face, but at her fussing he changes tactics and tugs his clothes off instead. It's probably better to not get them dirtier, anyway... he can rinse off later. It's not just that he wants to make her happy.]
[ good. stupid clothes. she grabs them and tosses them aside and then nudges him back as she starts licking him. don't mind her going straight for his dick, cleaning him of any excess come, and then trying to wedge her snout between his asscheeks, so she can give his a few more licks. she doesn't stop there though, and eventually returns to his chest, dragging her tongue over his nipples and back to his collarbone where she'll nip him again. several little lovebites later and she bumps her head into his, humming a content noise at him. ]
[He's not expecting licking either, and he's still sensitive and overstimulated, but reacting too much would be embarrassing even his current state, so he tries not to. He manages alright while she works on his dick, his breath just coming a little short, but when she moves to his ass he squirms. Unfortunately that just makes it more available to her, and he doesn't want to move away, so he holds his breath, shivering a little.
Comparatively, moving back to his chest and his neck is relaxing, and just sends a flush of warmth through him as he relaxes back. After a moment, he strokes her head again.]
[ satisfied with her work and most definitely the praise that follows she curls up around him, nuzzling her head into the side of his face as she closes her eyes. she’s pretty exhausted, so a nap would be nice right about now. she drapes her tentacles over him like one might a blanket and keeps watch as best she can, but her eyelids are growing heavy and eventually she drifts off. ]
[He huffs a sigh, but nothing else seems as important as staying here curled around her, at the moment, so he doesn't move. He doesn't quite sleep, but he does start to doze in and out after a while, his body worn out and not much else to do other than stroke her flank absently.]
[ and during one of those doze sessions he might find himself in a bit of a different position, because she seems to have changed back. she's naked, of course, and her tentacles are still out and lazily draped over seto, but she's slowly starting to come too, because of their ( now ) kind of awkward positioning. ]
[The Charm effect begins to wear off, too, and as he drifts closer to consciousness and realizes where they are, confusion and annoyance rises up and makes him jerk fully awake.]
[ she looks at him for a brief moment and then down at the ground, seeing if she can't focus and remember some of what happened... but the fact that he's naked is kind of a distraction. ]
[Perhaps he should have considered how he was going to explain this ahead of time. Perhaps he should have considered a lot of things about this ahead of time.]
In the scenario we created, I believe so, since what triggered the change was my body's reaction to the cold, then getting it back to normal or better can reverse it. Or maybe it's just... when that side of myself is completely calm. [ clears her throat. ]
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I see you do. You want me badly, don't you? Well, that's not any different from normal, even if the presentation is a bit different. And just like normal, I'll see you writhing with pleasure around me. I wonder what that looks like? I wonder what it feels like?
[Possibly he just likes the sound of his own voice. He doesn't wait long to try to get the answer to the question, his hand moving to hold her flank as the head of his dick presses against her.]
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[ she huffs a breath, closing her eyes as she sends her tentacles to his backside, so they can slither between his cheeks. what if she were to fuck you into her, seto? would you like that? ]
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At least, he's still until he feels the slide of her tentacles at his ass. He did like being fucked into her before, even the very first time they were together, and now the instinctive wariness and vulnerability that would normally balance it feels strangely missing, so he shifts back into the contact eagerly.]
You want—even more than that, huh? Go on and take it.
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But his rhythm falters slightly as her tentacle works him, his nails raking across her scales as it squirms inside him. He covers for it by leaning in to press a kiss to her back and then to the base of one of her tentacles.]
Yeah... like that. You like that.
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[ she seems exhausted afterward, but she doesn't withdraw the tentacles out of seto, and instead simply goes back to a pace similar to his, so she can help him along. ]
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The sensation is different when she begins to move again, though, much more intense after the pause, and he only manages a few more thrusts before he hits his climax. He doesn't still when he starts to come, though, hips still moving in desperate thrusts as her tentacles work him.]
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[ when it seems like he's completely spent they carefully remove themselves as she nudges him backward, her eyes immediately darting around the immediate area. of course she's tired, but she wanders away, coming back with a bunch of things she uses to make a nest. a few trips later and she finds it adequate, making a noise and trying to coax him into it. ]
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By the time she returns he's recovered enough to sit up and adjust his clothes, but not enough to object when she nudges him towards the nest. Though he still doesn't really feel like objecting, anyway.]
Fine, fine...
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[He's not expecting licking either, and he's still sensitive and overstimulated, but reacting too much would be embarrassing even his current state, so he tries not to. He manages alright while she works on his dick, his breath just coming a little short, but when she moves to his ass he squirms. Unfortunately that just makes it more available to her, and he doesn't want to move away, so he holds his breath, shivering a little.
Comparatively, moving back to his chest and his neck is relaxing, and just sends a flush of warmth through him as he relaxes back. After a moment, he strokes her head again.]
Good girl.
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[He huffs a sigh, but nothing else seems as important as staying here curled around her, at the moment, so he doesn't move. He doesn't quite sleep, but he does start to doze in and out after a while, his body worn out and not much else to do other than stroke her flank absently.]
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—Hm.
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...You recovered fairly quickly.
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[matter-of-fact. this is definitely a normal scientific investigation]
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