[ IV squirms and twitches and growls impatiently right up until he feels the first pulse of oil in his ass. Then he's crying out around the tendril in his mouth, legs spreading out wider the best he can manage to try to encourage more, more.
(he's not sure he'll ever get enough of this, now that he's felt it for the first time)
He sucks desperately on the tendril every time that it's not giving him any, mouth working around it and throat bobbing as he tries to make Black Mist give him more, especially when it lets that little bit escape his ass. He whimpers, too, because-- because he needs to be full, because he's certain that when he's finally full it will ease the burning ache of need. He can't let any of it go, he needs it all, and he squirms and tries to clench his muscles around the tendril in his ass.
(it's talking to him)
(it's praising him, and IV slides his eyes shut and moans, blissful)
(and then it's asking if he ｌｉｋｅｓ ｉｔ, if it's ｇｏｏｄ, and all he can do is moan helplessly, to try to reach up and grip at the tendril in his mouth)
His cock twitches and drips precome over Black Mist's fingertip, and he squirms again, shivers and jerks his hips like he wants to escape.
(he's so close, so so close already but he can't come yet, he can't he can't because he needs more, needs Black Mist to fill him up until the ache goes away) ]
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(he's not sure he'll ever get enough of this, now that he's felt it for the first time)
He sucks desperately on the tendril every time that it's not giving him any, mouth working around it and throat bobbing as he tries to make Black Mist give him more, especially when it lets that little bit escape his ass. He whimpers, too, because-- because he needs to be full, because he's certain that when he's finally full it will ease the burning ache of need. He can't let any of it go, he needs it all, and he squirms and tries to clench his muscles around the tendril in his ass.
(it's talking to him)
(it's praising him, and IV slides his eyes shut and moans, blissful)
(and then it's asking if he ｌｉｋｅｓ ｉｔ, if it's ｇｏｏｄ, and all he can do is moan helplessly, to try to reach up and grip at the tendril in his mouth)
His cock twitches and drips precome over Black Mist's fingertip, and he squirms again, shivers and jerks his hips like he wants to escape.
(he's so close, so so close already but he can't come yet, he can't he can't because he needs more, needs Black Mist to fill him up until the ache goes away) ]