[And so he will resume very carefully taking out his huge dick from her. Is she gonna be okay? He's going to try to take as much out as he can before putting the bullet vibe in.]
[It's always kind of interesting, like being fucked in reverse or something which feels vaguely awful in some kind of way that she would have trouble articulating. But, yeah, aside from an occasional shaky breath that has nothing to do with pain and everything to do with slivers of pleasure? She's good.
The vibrator goes in simply, she just has to remind herself to relax, to stop worrying about everything spilling out - and it doesn't, for the record. She'd figured it would work in a pinch but you never know until the moment things can fall apart.]
That would've been a very embarrassing housekeeping call.
[And below him, his dick lies tiredly prone despite its turgidity. He scoops a girthier, weightier section into his hand and picks it up, wincing slightly when he tries to move it with its own strength; it's too sensitive and too tired, not used to the kind of workout that its non-genital brethren were exposed to on a daily basis.]
[But, man, his poor anatomy. Frankly this doesn't seem like a matter of interest, more just a stimulated reaction.]
... Would it feel better if you just relaxed, or something? I can't imagine cold showers worth with you, though.
[She's not regretting her decision to help in the least, that she very gently handles his cock and carefully runs the pads of her fingers over the tip is proof. It just almost seems like it might be easier for him to let it die down naturally, if possible. After all if his own strength is too much will her mouth really be that much better?]
[He brings up a curled finger to his chin then points it upward in her direction.]
No, but I think you're on to something.
[Water will definitely make him feel better, it's just a question of how much. He hoists himself up on his tentacles and crawls his way back to his little bed-pool, settling in it up to his hips and letting all of his tentacles rest under the water. He sighs softly, a little relieved; it takes the heat away, at least.]
[Just give her a second to figure out the logistics of moving, which isn't too difficult. She's just got to put a little more effort into moving. The real test is standing up, and she pauses for a second, half expecting a spontaneous flood down south. But it all stays in place!]
Don't let me crowd you ...
[Says the far smaller one as she steps in the pool-bed and tries to settle in beside him.]
[Being in tight spaces helps him relax, remember? He lays down and rests his head against the inflated edge of the pool, using it as a pillow. He just barely fits in here, but Nariko definitely has room to nestle beside him and use any part of him as her own pillow..]
[When presented with the option to use any part of Boxer as a temporary mattress she goes with 'Everything', because why wouldn't she? It's also the best way to keep from pruning, though her feet might be a little doomed. It takes some working between the lack of space and her extended belly but she ends up more on her back than not, head tucked under his chin.]
If I get any bigger than this you're going to have to help me exist.
[But that's not a bad thing, merely a simple observation.]
[Yesss. Come to him, his little blown-up kitten. He might be, ah, holding her by it. Gently, of course, just to make sure she doesn't lose her balance.]
I like the sound of that, actually...maybe when my cock doesn't feel like dead weight.
If the worst thing that ever happens between you and I is that you need a break, I'll buy you a ring right now, Boxer.
[In other words: It's really not a big deal. Besides, she's usually the one apologizing for how much she loves sex, so it's nice to be able to play the accepting party - and it really is okay.]
Besides, I don't think I could reasonably handle more than thing anyway. [Her body already feels weirdly foreign, and she's trying to get used to the sight of it, too.]
[He likes everyone, very rarely loathes anyone - he's the positive yin to her occasionally bitter yang. Bless. But it turns out that they do get the HGTV channel!!]
Hell yes!
[They're on vacation and they're gonna watch home improvement shows.]
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I can suck it!
[How is this not the most obvious, best outcome.]
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Sounds like a plan.
[And so he will resume very carefully taking out his huge dick from her. Is she gonna be okay? He's going to try to take as much out as he can before putting the bullet vibe in.]
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The vibrator goes in simply, she just has to remind herself to relax, to stop worrying about everything spilling out - and it doesn't, for the record. She'd figured it would work in a pinch but you never know until the moment things can fall apart.]
Well, shit, that actually worked!
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That would've been a very embarrassing housekeeping call.
[And below him, his dick lies tiredly prone despite its turgidity. He scoops a girthier, weightier section into his hand and picks it up, wincing slightly when he tries to move it with its own strength; it's too sensitive and too tired, not used to the kind of workout that its non-genital brethren were exposed to on a daily basis.]
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[But, man, his poor anatomy. Frankly this doesn't seem like a matter of interest, more just a stimulated reaction.]
... Would it feel better if you just relaxed, or something? I can't imagine cold showers worth with you, though.
[She's not regretting her decision to help in the least, that she very gently handles his cock and carefully runs the pads of her fingers over the tip is proof. It just almost seems like it might be easier for him to let it die down naturally, if possible. After all if his own strength is too much will her mouth really be that much better?]
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[He brings up a curled finger to his chin then points it upward in her direction.]
No, but I think you're on to something.
[Water will definitely make him feel better, it's just a question of how much. He hoists himself up on his tentacles and crawls his way back to his little bed-pool, settling in it up to his hips and letting all of his tentacles rest under the water. He sighs softly, a little relieved; it takes the heat away, at least.]
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Better?
[Maybe enough for him to relax properly?]
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[It's not a solution but it definitely makes him feel better.]
Think you could join me in here?
[Cuddle cuddle cuddle please cuddle with him!!]
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[Just give her a second to figure out the logistics of moving, which isn't too difficult. She's just got to put a little more effort into moving. The real test is standing up, and she pauses for a second, half expecting a spontaneous flood down south. But it all stays in place!]
Don't let me crowd you ...
[Says the far smaller one as she steps in the pool-bed and tries to settle in beside him.]
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[Being in tight spaces helps him relax, remember? He lays down and rests his head against the inflated edge of the pool, using it as a pillow. He just barely fits in here, but Nariko definitely has room to nestle beside him and use any part of him as her own pillow..]
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[When presented with the option to use any part of Boxer as a temporary mattress she goes with 'Everything', because why wouldn't she? It's also the best way to keep from pruning, though her feet might be a little doomed. It takes some working between the lack of space and her extended belly but she ends up more on her back than not, head tucked under his chin.]
If I get any bigger than this you're going to have to help me exist.
[But that's not a bad thing, merely a simple observation.]
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[Yesss. Come to him, his little blown-up kitten. He might be, ah, holding her by it. Gently, of course, just to make sure she doesn't lose her balance.]
I like the sound of that, actually...maybe when my cock doesn't feel like dead weight.
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The poor guy definitely needs a break, certainly earned it.
[Rest well, Mr. Goldie.]
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[Maybe it's for the best, though? To warm her up to being so full.]
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[In other words: It's really not a big deal. Besides, she's usually the one apologizing for how much she loves sex, so it's nice to be able to play the accepting party - and it really is okay.]
Besides, I don't think I could reasonably handle more than thing anyway. [Her body already feels weirdly foreign, and she's trying to get used to the sight of it, too.]
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[Or this big damn vacation the two of them are on and man, even though his dick's being a poor sport, everything is going really, really well.
A tentacle reaches out of the water and fetches the remote to their television off the counter, handing it to her.]
Wanna see what channels we get? [he asks, rubbing her big tum softly with one of his hands.]
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[Big damn vacation included.]
Mmhm. Let's see if they get HGTV in the middle of the ocean ...
[That's totally not what they're going to watch but she's really curious.]
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[How about that! Did you know your boyfriend likes home improvement??]
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Oh my god, do you like Property Brothers?!
[She's so incredibly hopeful that it could almost be sad.]
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[What a pointless thing for a bunch of Cloudbank natives to love, when they can just vote in buildings and it does the work for them.]
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They're adorable. How do you feel about Chip and Joanna, though?
[From Fixer Upper. ... Nariko actually couldn't stand them, they seemed way more staged than any couple should have to be.]
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[He likes everyone, very rarely loathes anyone - he's the positive yin to her occasionally bitter yang. Bless. But it turns out that they do get the HGTV channel!!]
Hell yes!
[They're on vacation and they're gonna watch home improvement shows.]
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Awesome.
[And about halfway through an episode, he can finally pull his dick back into his body. The relief on his features is palpable.]
Oh, thank God.