[For what it's worth, the bases of his tentacles don't do much during orgasm. The activity is all in the ends, as they curl and uncurl into themselves in a mad unsynchronity. Like waves crashing against rocky cliffs, Nariko's presence doesn't bother him at all. He doesn't react positively or negatively to this new position. In fact, he just seems to get more comfortable in this position, briefly fluffing his pillow a little bit before settling back down on it and heaving out a huge, relieved sigh. Hold on tightly, Nariko! It's quite the ride.
Now that the turgidity in his cock is diminishing, he slowly pulls it out of himself, but he doesn't pull it back into hiding just yet, since most of him deserves a little bit of a rinse at least.
After giving himself a few minutes to regain his breath, enjoying the warmth of Nariko's body on top of him, and the aftershocks are finally abating, he turns his neck to look over his shoulder at her, a lazy, satisfied, small smile on his face.]
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Now that the turgidity in his cock is diminishing, he slowly pulls it out of himself, but he doesn't pull it back into hiding just yet, since most of him deserves a little bit of a rinse at least.
After giving himself a few minutes to regain his breath, enjoying the warmth of Nariko's body on top of him, and the aftershocks are finally abating, he turns his neck to look over his shoulder at her, a lazy, satisfied, small smile on his face.]
Hey...lemme see your tongue.