[He can only tell by the familiar way her muscles contract around him. He'll wait for the tremors to pass before he takes out his tentacles, because experience he has now dictates that the longer he waits after orgasm, the more comfortable it is for her.
One dry tentacle sneaks up onto the table and grabs a napkin by scrunching it up in its grip, then disappearing under the table to sop up some of Nariko's mess while he pushes her unfinished plate back towards her.]
That was romantic. [Coming together like that! ...In public!]
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One dry tentacle sneaks up onto the table and grabs a napkin by scrunching it up in its grip, then disappearing under the table to sop up some of Nariko's mess while he pushes her unfinished plate back towards her.]
That was romantic. [Coming together like that! ...In public!]