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-I cannot reach you,- it said, some new emotion in its mindvoice. -Come sit astride me, Blurg.- |
Was Omeluum... eager for him? Blurg could almost swear its tone was near desperate, needy - not something he’d ever expected to hear from his friend, whose mindvoice tended to be calm and unflappable. But, well... it had experienced something incredibly unpleasant and painful, and it had said it wanted to forget, to not think about it. So who was Blurg to deny it that solace? No kind of friend, no kind of- of partner. |
He pressed both palms against Omeluum’s chest. -Lay back on the bed. You may explore as much as you wish, but I wish to continue my experimentation too, Omeluum. Do not be selfish, now.- |
He smiled up at it, showing all his teeth in his eagerness, and Omeluum obeyed, a ripple flowing through its tentacles that could be excitement. Oh, how he was going to enjoy cataloguing all of those reactions and what he did to cause them. |
Blurg followed it down onto the bed, straddling its slim waist and then bending over to press kisses to its chest. -You have no nipples,- he said, sending Omeluum all of the sensation he was currently experiencing. -But these patterns, they are beautiful. Are they sensitive?- |
He licked along one ridge delicately, flushing to feel Omeluum’s shiver beneath him, then he grazed it with his teeth, well aware of how sharp they were. |
It moaned into his mind, the smallest of sounds, and Blurg smiled against its skin, so soft and smooth, almost slick it felt, and so silky against his lips. |
-Your flesh is warm,- Omeluum breathed into his mind, and Blurg felt what it was feeling: the pleasantness of his warmth, the textural sensation of running its tentacles across his body hair, the same curiosity as he felt about Omeluum’s own body. |
Another tentacle came up behind his head and delicately removed the leather thong from his hair, letting it all tumble down around Blurg’s face, and he got a distinct impression that Omeluum liked that look. He wondered whether illithids could blush, if they had the same bodily mechanisms as hobgoblins and then- oh then- naturally his thoughts strayed downwards, unable to stifle the thought as it bubbled up in his mind. |
-Ah,- Omeluum said, coy, -yes, in that we are similar.- As it spoke into his mind, one of its tentacles began to explore further down, circling the base of Blurg’s cock and then trailing up the underside to the head of it, where it pressed against the slit, where pre-ejaculate was gathering. |
Blurg ducked his head, hiding his face behind the grey curtain of his hair as a growly moan slipped from his lips. "O-Omeluum," he breathed, claws digging into Omeluum’s smooth skin, pressing his face against it. |
-You have a very pleasant taste,- Omeluum remarked, tentacle circling the head of Blurg’s cock like a questing, curious tongue. |
-You can taste things with your tentacles?- Blurg looked up, pink in the cheeks but thoroughly intrigued. -Oh, I did not know.- |
-In a way. There are many, many nerve endings there, and the signals they send to my brain are translated partially in terms of taste. The fluids pass the barrier of my skin and I get a full picture.- Omeluum tilted its head to one side, as though considering. -I believe it is almost equivalent to your "tasting’, yes.- |
-Fascinating! I wonder if your brain translates flavours in a different way as well. We shall have to experiment further, if you are amenable to that?- |
Omeluum’s mindvoice was warm. -Yes. But for now, allow me to concentrate on you, Blurg.- |
The tentacle at his cock tightened a little, encircling it and trailing up and down like a hand would, and Blurg’s hips moved with it. |
-That feels- oh, that feels good...- |
The tentacle behind his head stroked his loose hair, then trailed down his spine to the small of his back, pausing just at the curve of his arse and pressing against his cleft just enough to send a shiver down Blurg’s entire body. |
He realised he could feel something beneath him, and suddenly Omeluum’s earlier words sparked in his mind: "in that we are similar’. Oh. Omeluum’s hips moved beneath him, and Blurg felt its arousal plain in his mind. |
-May I?- He ran his hand down Omeluum’s trim waist, resting on its hip as he got closer to where their bodies met, eager to explore further down as well. |
-Y-yes...- Omeluum’s mindvoice was breathless - as much as words spoken directly into the mind could be so. It ran a tentacle through his hair and applied the smallest amount of pressure, and Blurg obliged. |
He bent his head to kiss Omeluum’s stomach, nosed at the ridges on its hips as he kissed his way along them and down. He cupped Omeluum’s hips with both hands, lifting it up gently and nuzzling against the smooth skin just above its crotch. |
He could smell its arousal - a damper, cooler vanillin - and when he ran one hand across its thigh and between its legs, he felt it even plainer from the little gasp inside his mind. |
-Oh?- He traced the edges of its sheath gently, applying the slightest of pressure with his claws. The tentacle in his hair stiffened, and then its sheath unfurled like a beautiful flower, glistening wet in the low light. |
Blurg licked his lips. The scent rising from it set his mouth watering enough that he didn’t even think twice before ducking his head and sinking his tongue between the folds. He felt almost in a dream, reaching out his mind to touch Omeluum’s as he tasted it. |
Within the sheath there was something else, something unknown, and it rose to meet Blurg’s tongue, hardening beneath his attentions until it slipped out between the folds with an accompanying moan from Omeluum in his mind. |
He lifted his face with delight, meeting its eyes as he nuzzled against its... cock? Ovipositor? It leaked fluid from the scalloped tip, and Blurg couldn’t help but taste it, dipping his tongue down into the curved entrance, much wider than his own slit. |
-It is for the efficient transfer of genetic information packets,- Omeluum murmured, sounding somewhat like it was trying its hardest to breathe, to keep itself in check. |
-Tell me more,- Blurg replied, dipping his tongue further into the tip. -Tell me everything while I taste you.- |
Omeluum’s hips rose, shuddering, as Blurg’s lips closed around its cock. -It was an experimental process,- it began, fingers sinking into the coverlets even as another tentacle joined the first in Blurg’s hair. -A new way of implanting tadpoles. It was thought that it would be- ah!- that it would be more efficient...- |
Blurg took it into his mouth full, exploring the textures with his tongue. The shape was almost perfect for his mouth - the upwards opening reminding him of a particular fluted mushroom cap, shaped so to capture prey, to lure them inside. |
-Mmm,- he moaned, vocally as well as mentally, -you taste so good...- |
-A side effect of the fluid,- it said. Another tentacle pressed underneath Blurg’s chin, curling against his throat as though to feel itself within, while the fourth draped over his shoulder, touching him across every inch of skin it could reach. -It was theorised that... that the tadpoles would be easier to propagate this way. That... the hosts would be more inclined to want them...- It shuddered, and Blurg got flashes of distress and hot movement of slick skin against skin, of terror and hatred projected loud and bright and jarring into its mind, and of the revulsion and distaste it felt for the whole process. |
His eyes widened, and he paused, but Omeluum’s tentacles stroked his hair back out of his eyes, pressing against his temples as it sent him an entirely different image: shy, intense pleasure, wonder at the feelings, and arousal at Blurg’s enjoyment, at his body and all their differences. |
-With you, it is different,- Omeluum began, but its words were cut off by a groan from Blurg, who ducked his head and took its cock inside his mouth entire, fingers spread around its sheath and slick with fluid. |
-Talk later,- he said, mindvoice breathless, -I want you... inside me...- Blurg felt his cheeks flush hot to his ears, but it was somehow easier to say that into Omeluum’s mind rather than out loud, and oh it was so slick and warmed from his mouth. The texture of its cock was irresistible - silky soft, but with gentle nubs around a swell at the base that spoke of interesting methods of keeping it inside its partner. |
Blurg must have thought that too loud. Omeluum spread all four tentacles across his back, reaching down as far as it could to pull him up until he was laid on top of its chest, able to rub his nose against the base of its tentacles, to take them in his hands and kiss them, nuzzling over their length as they moved, Omeluum shivering beneath him. |
-May I ride you?- Blurg’s tongue flickered out to lap at the tentacles, kissing two of them like he was kissing its mouth, hot breath against their slick softness. |
The two tentacles he wasn’t kissing slid downwards to wrap around his waist in answer, and Blurg found himself being moved with surprising strength until he was astride Omeluum’s thighs, its cock slick and proud and rubbing against his own, which was throbbing hard and leaking from the tip. |
He took hold of them both with one hand, gasping out loud as Omeluum’s tentacle joined him, jerking them both together, slow and hot. Blurg’s hips moved with the motion until he groaned out loud. |
"Omeluum, please..." he began, -I don’t know how long I’ll last like this. I- I need you- - |
A nod from Omeluum was all the assent he needed. He leaned over, rested one hand on its chest as he lifted up enough that he could shuffle up. |
Omeluum took hold of his hand with a tentacle, then used two of them to bring him forward til he was laying atop its chest again, arse up. |
-A little undignified- - |
-I enjoy the sight.- A tentacle snaked between their bodies and dipped down, then trailed up between Blurg’s legs until it pressed against his entrance, slick and hot. -The fluid has its uses. Allow me to prepare you- - there was a pause in its mindvoice as it nudged inside, then a gasped inhale of breath out loud, trailing into a moan in his head. -Oh, you taste good,- it breathed, and pushed deeper inside, forcing a growling gasp from Blurg’s lips, pressed against its chest. |
Oh, it was like nothing he’d ever felt before. Slick and smooth, wet with its own fluid, the tentacle pressed him open effortlessly, even as the others roamed across his body, his arse, dipping between his cheeks then back again, as though not daring to go further. |
Blurg reached up and took hold of one tentacle, running his palm up the underside of it. -I’m ready for you...- |
Needing no further encouragement, Omeluum pulled its tentacle from him and then it moved Blurg again with that inexorable strength, until he was rocking backwards against its cock, leaking and heavy between his arse cheeks. |
It was the work of a moment to move his hips just so, for the fluted tip of Omeluum’s cock to push inside. |
-Oh,- Blurg breathed into Omeluum’s mind. He opened his mind to it fully, sending it every sensation he was feeling as he pushed himself upright, both palms on its belly for balance, then allowed his hips to rock gently, taking in more and more until he was seated atop that bulge that felt so much like a knot. The anticipation of it made his toes tingle, and oh he was so full already, and Omeluum’s tentacles curling over and around him, stroking his cock and the curve of his arse even as one trailed up his chest, teasing at a nipple while the fourth pressed against his lips. |
Blurg parted his lips for it, lapping at the tip and then the underside like he had done with its cock. |
-That feels...- Omeluum trailed off, its eyes half closed and watching Blurg with the same intensity he’d seen it study a new nutrient source it was testing out. It began to move its hips, rolling upwards in a fashion as slow and sinuous as when it drifted about the Underdark, minding its experiments. |
Its cock seemed to be perfectly shaped to curve around Blurg’s prostate, rubbing against it like a pair of deft fingers would, making him squirm and pant, hands scrabbling for purchase against its smooth skin. |
Omeluum took his hand with one of its own, the ridges and gentle lines atop it brushing against Blurg’s fingertips as he twined their fingers together, unafraid of its long claws. |
-Deep breaths, now,- it murmured, allowing its tentacle to slip from Blurg’s mouth enough to let him take air. |
-More...- Blurg ran his fingers up the underside of that tentacle, guiding it gently back to his lips. -I want more. I won’t... break Omeluum. I want more- I need more...- |
The tentacle curled about his hip trailed further down, and Blurg gasped out loud, muffled, as a burst of cool, slick fluid seemed to fill him up inside, only the tightening of Omeluum’s fingers in his giving away the motion. |
-Did you...?- He felt it begin to pool against the knot nestled so comfortably at his entrance, then drip down his thighs, viscous and sweet smelling. |
-Just a little aid,- Omeluum replied, -when I do climax, it will be... much more than that.- |
It almost seemed to flush, a little purple spreading across its cheekbones, and Blurg could hardly imagine how it would feel, to be filled up with more than that. |
The tentacle behind him rubbed at his entrance, so full already, but so slick now from the new fluids, and the one that was in his mouth retreated to stroke his cheek. |
-Are you certain you want this? I... do not wish to hurt you...- |
Blurg rubbed his cheek against the tentacle cradling his face, taking the moment to simply breathe, to relax, though he was so eager he could barely keep still - and of course, Omeluum’s cock was still pressed deep inside him, and he could feel just how slick and wet he was from the fluid trailing down his thighs. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensations, on his eagerness for more, how he wanted desperately to feel every inch of Omeluum, to be so full of him he could barely breathe, sending all those thoughts and feelings to Omeluum like a gift. |
"No more questions, no more hesitation," he murmured against its tentacle. "Make me yours. I’ll make you forget." His fingers wandered down behind him and he pressed his claws gently into Omeluum’s tentacle, then arched his back and moaned as Omeluum pressed its tentacle inside him, nestled it alongside its cock like it belonged there. |
-Oh...- Blurg fell forward, but two of Omeluum’s tentacles came up to support him, holding him with tender care that he could feel in his mind, mingled with intense pleasure and arousal and Omeluum’s moans, long and drawn out. |
Blurg opened his eyes and sought Omeluum’s gaze, flushing to find that it was watching him intently, face equally flushed with a beautiful deep purple that seemed to spread down its tentacles. |
-You are beautiful,- he murmured, exhaling long breaths as he adjusted to the double sensations inside him - Omeluum’s tentacle slick and pulsing, as its cock pressed inexorably against his prostate. Overwhelming, but so good - better than anything he’d ever dreamed of - and he felt Omeluum’s feelings mingling with his own, how it held him so tight and careful, the utter trust he felt, that it would never hurt him, the way his hips were rocking, barely able to move he was so full, but he didn’t need to, because cock and tentacle inside him gave him everything he needed and more, and Blurg was so close, teetering on the edge of climax when Omeluum encircled the base of his cock with a tentacle, applying just enough pressure that Blueg knew he would find no release, not yet. |
He growled with frustration, trailing off into a groan as the tentacle dipped into the slit of his cock, dragging its own natural lubrication and Blurg’s pre-come and slicking it around his cock as it stroked him. |
-C-cruel...- He palmed at the tentacle around his cock, stroking it even as it stroked him. |
-You are... you are enjoying yourself. I feel it - you like to be denied release, it will- oh - it will make it all the stronger and more pleasurable, when I let you reach it.- |
-Then let me hear your voice, Blurg. Let yourself be present, without thinking on everything.- |
"You want..." Blurg paused to breathe, focused on the in-and-out of breath and tentacle and the dual sensation of tentacle around his cock. "You want to undo me..." |
-This is hardly fair! It is supposed to be me undoing you, Omeluum.- |
-Whoever said I was fair?- The smile in its mindvoice was evident, and there was heat in its eyes as it held Blurg’s gaze. -Would you like another? You taste so good... so tight... I want more- - |
"Yes," Blurg said, immediately. "Oh... yes." He braced himself against the tentacle still holding his chest as the other quested downwards, sliding over the curve of his arse and down until it reached the knot of heat there. |
He shifted, glad that Omeluum had a tight hold of his cock, because otherwise he feared he might climax immediately, before the second tentacle even breached him. |
As it was, it pushed at the tightness between its other tentacle and its cock and his vision nearly whited out from the pressure, the extreme stretch and burn as it entered him, inexorable as mycelium colonisation, and almost as slow. |
Blurg realised he was panting, breaths interspersed with little growls of pleasure and echoed by an intense near-doubling of sensation in his mind as Omeluum shared its own pleasure with him, how tight he was, and hot and potently, beautifully intoxicating, like nothing it’d ever felt before... |
-I did not know- - it began, the words shuddery and deep in Blurg’s mind, -I did not know it would be like this... that it could be like this...- |
Blurg’s fingers tightened, claws pricking the back of Omeluum’s hand, and he began to move. His hips rolled in tiny movements, rocking back onto Omeluum’s cock and tentacles until he found the perfect rhythm, all words driven from even his mind by the intensity and their linked minds, both their mindvoices given over to the moment. |
He felt it as Omeluum’s pleasure rose, as its tentacles began to pulse inside him, the one about his cock shivering with pure need under his palm. He stroked it as it loosened its grip on him, a sharp inhale of breath as Omeluum let him feel how he tasted, how desperate it was to taste more, to taste his seed proper. |
The tentacle holding him up twitched, and Blurg caressed the tip of it, running his claws up the underside with the lightest touch and then guiding it up and into his mouth, taking it in like an offering on his tongue, shuddering and slick. |
Omeluum spasmed beneath him, a long moan reverberating in his mind and sending such a wave of pleasure it made Blurg’s eyes roll back, his own growled moan muffled by its tentacle filling his mouth. |
Its hips rutted up, driving its tentacles deeper inside and finally, finally breaching him with that knot. The two tentacles inside him seemed to swell and ripple, and then he couldn’t hold back any longer, crashing into a climax stronger than any he’d ever felt, riding the feedback loop from Omeluum, who was gripping Blurg’s hand tight enough to bruise. |
Its hips were flush against Blurg’s thighs, jerking as it filled him up and oh- it had not been exaggerating when it said there would be a lot. Blurg’s eyes slid open and his eyelids fluttered as Omeluum’s tentacle milked his cock, smearing seed about that mingled with its own fluids into the most delicious mess. |
Blurg’s thighs shook, knees trembling as he began to come back into himself. He flinched as Omeluum’s tentacles slipped free of his arse, opening his mouth to growl in disappointment when the sound was cut off by a moan as his flesh eagerly closed round Omeluum’s knot, sealing them tightly together. |
-I f-feel...- like he couldn’t string two words together in defence of a thesis; like he’d been wrung out so thoroughly and filled up so completely he’d never be satisfied again; -good,- he settled for, mindvoice as shaky as his legs. -So good...- |
Blurg’s hand slipped from the tentacle around his softening cock and came to rest upon his belly, feeling the distension there in wonder. |
-You... enjoy that feeling?- Omeluum’s mindvoice was as ragged as Blurg’s, and seeped full of pleased warmth and utter exhaustion. |
Blurg smiled blissfully down at it, head swimmy with residual pleasure. "Here, let me show you." He took Omeluum’s tentacle from his cock and placed it gently atop his belly too. "It will stay like that, I imagine, until you... ah, withdraw." He felt his ears burn, but Omeluum’s golden eyes were on him, on the roundness in his belly, and he couldn’t help but bask in the attention. |
"It felt like I could almost feel your tentacles too," Blurg continued, caressing the tentacle against his stomach. "Pressing against me here, inside." |
-Is that something you wish to explore?- Omeluum sounded intrigued, but its mindvoice was tinged with the pain of a creature who’d not had a single moment of rest since it was rescued from being tortured, and Blurg suddenly remembered the reason for this experiment. |
-Yes,- he said softly, the pads of his fingers rubbing calming circles over the back of Omeluum’s hand. -But first you need rest, my friend. You need to heal, not to exert yourself further in the name of experimentation and pleasure.- |
-You did not force me,- Omeluum replied, mindvoice slowing down, -this was my choice, Blurg. I accept the consequences of our experiment.- It blinked at him slowly, like a pleased cat, and Blurg couldn’t help but smile back at it. |
-Well, in that case, I suppose the only variable that remains is to explore how long we will be held together like this.- |
He felt the same exhaustion as Omeluum, and without even needing to be asked, it spread its tentacles around his body, pulling at his waist until he was laid flush against its rippled chest, cheek pillowed on a tentacle which stroked him idly, dreamily. |
-I do not mind being together like this. It has been some time since I used this appendage, so I cannot speculate how long it will take to...- It paused, clearly trying to think of the correct terminology. |
-Subside?- Blurg offered, sleepily. |
-Yes, subside, that will suffice. How long it will take to subside, I do not know. The parameters are very different, after all - perhaps last time I was eager to be finished, so my body obliged. This time? I am... not eager.- |
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