Page 24 of Entranced By the Nakken
Casey smirked, disregarding the fact that he had no idea what a clutch was, but it sounded like something that shouldn’t go down anyone’s throat.
Casey refocused his attention to the center of the budding tentacles, where a steady flow of slickness dripped. He licked itaway, then closed his lips over the hole and sucked with light pressure.
Tsunis groaned, shoving themself into Casey’s mouth. Casey took their ass in both hands and encouraged them to ride his face. The stamen of tentacles filled his mouth, until he reached the widest part at the base. He held Tsunis there and sucked harder. The bulbous base flexed and elongated, sliding the tentacle shaft further, sending a glob of slick surging straight for his throat.
“Unnff,” Tsunis’ hands dropped to Casey’s shoulders.
Casey disentangled his mouth from the tentacles. “Hands on the fucking stone.”
“N-no.” Tsunis glared down at Casey and gripped his hair, pulling like they meant to force him back to work.
“Greedy, greedy. You can ride my face. But you have to keep your hands on the stone.” Casey forced their hips back, keeping them from his mouth, torn between watching the adorable vexation in their gaze and the greedy tentacles searching for him, needing the pleasure only Casey could give them.
“You’re going to regret this, pupil,” Tsunis grumbled, but dramatically slapped their palms against the stone.
“Oh, I fucking hope so, professor.” Casey held one finger up, and two tentacles wrapped around it, sucking and leaking profusely. “Don’t forget to tell me if I do anything you don’t like.”
“I know,” Tsunis snapped.
Fuck, Casey wanted to laugh, but the moment he opened his mouth, Tsunis lurched forward. The wriggling tentacles coiled together, forming a long, narrow shape, that effectively made him gag in one stroke.
“Oh, goddess!” Tsunis gasped as they pulled away. “Are you okay?”
Casey moaned and squeezed their thighs so as not to reach for his magically re-hardening cock. “I’m fine. I’ll take you as deep as I can, but don’t let them wriggle around in there. Ready?”
Casey enjoyed deep-throating. He was aware not many found it as massaging on the ol’ esophagus, but hey, everyone had their thing, and honestly, he had lots of things. Tentacles were new territory, but with practice, he was sure to find many ways to enjoy them.
For as long as Tsunis stayed.
Tsunis nodded. Their lower lip slipped beneath sharp teeth, and Casey fought to keep his eyes open for as long as possible as their shaft-like coil filled his mouth. He softened his throat and guided Tsunis with one palm on their tight, round ass, the other on the small of their back, until the slick appendage breached his tonsils, slipping further and further down.
“Oh, Casimir, oh, Glacia, oh,” Tsunis babbled. They quaked in his palms, and he urged them deeper still, holding them there for a moment. The tentacles at his lips tensed, sending forth a pulse that traveled all the way to the tip wedged down Casey’s throat. A thick substance trickled down, deep enough he didn’t need to work his throat to swallow.
Letting go of them, Tsunis retreated, chest heaving, face flushed. They were breathtaking like this, coming undone for him. Letting him please them in a way no one had before.
“You’re magnificent, Tsunis.” Casey went back to the gentle teasing and stroking that they’d shown him, paying special attention to each tentacle before they recoiled. “Thank you for letting me please you this way.”
“Casimir.” Tsunis’ whine was needy. “Please, I need to—please.”
“And I want you to,” Casey said, licking and sucking the tip of their bud. “Does it always involve a…clutch?”
“No, no, no.”
Tsunis was almost incoherent. They dropped onto one arm attached to the stone while the other traveled their own body, grazing their nipples, tugging their tentacles, until they landed on Casey’s hips while they rutted back and forth on his chest, trailing sticky wetness.
“What do you need, baby?” Casey was drunk on their sensual writhing. He held his mouth open, catching and sucking the tentacles that reached his tongue. “I’m yours. Use me.”
“I don’t know how,” they ground out. They glanced behind them and down, at Casey’s cock, hard and ready for more action. “Ugh, I feel—I want—”
Understanding, Casey smirked. “Hmm? Something to suck on? That can be arranged.”
“Arrugh!”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
Casey maneuvered them so that Tsunis lay belly-down on top of him, their legs to either side of his head. The glee with which Tsunis fell face-first onto his cock made Casey chuckle, then moan as the bratty monster gobbled his decent-size dick down to the hilt with an enthusiasm Casey felt to his marrow.
“F-fuck!” Casey dug his nails into Tsunis’ waist. “You’re a fucking natural.”
