Page 36 of Not So Stranded
Yeah, he knew that. And having more elixir did make him more comfortable. Right now, it felt like there were boulders in his gut, but the elixir would make that stop. He’d just be drunk and sleepy and floating around like a delirious manatee.
“You still love me, right?”
“Yes, Kit, I love you very much even now.”
“Even now? Like you might not later?”
“I will never stop loving you. Drink please.”
Kit drank. He moaned as the elixir hit his belly like a warm wave. And it kept going down until his cock was hard again. He reached for himself, moaning all over again.
“That’s mine,” Zenori practically growled and brushed Kit’s hand away.
“But I need?—”
“I know.”
Soft mossiness was suddenly against Kit’s back and ass, the sun shining down on him even as it… “Is it raining again?”
But Zenori didn’t answer because their mouth was suddenly full of Kit’s aching cock. Moaning in delicious appreciation, Kit writhed against the rock under him but he couldn’t hardly move for all the tentacles wrapped around him. He wasn’t going anywhere—not that he wanted to. When a tentacle slipped between his lips, Kit moaned and sucked on it. Zenori swallowed Kit’s cock down over and over again until he came with a holler.
“Better?” Zenori asked as they retrieved Kit from the mossy rock.
All Kit could do was hum in agreement, eyes closed and body fully relaxed.
In a moment, Hiaka was curled up with him, the two of them half-floating on Zenori like a trio of sea otters holding onto each other as they bobbed along.
Kit opened his eyes and discovered he was propped against Zenori like a backpack, tentacles holding him in place. He wiped his mouth, realizing he’d been drooling on his poor mate.
“I don’t wanna!”
Kit looked up to find Hiaka rolling around on the little beach before the grass started. Why were they doing that? He and Zenori were facing Hiaka, still in the water. Kit tried to get his feet under him, maybe go over there, but a pair of tentacles swept them out from under him.
“You’restaying right where you are,” Zenori snapped over his shoulder.
“Okay,” Kit said, his voice sounding scratchy. “What day is it?”
But Zenori ignored him and said, “Hiaka, get back in this waterright now.”
“No!”
Kit blinked groggily at Hiaka who was… Were they having a tantrum? Fists beating the grass under them, tentacles waving around, wordlessly screaming at the sky.
“Hiaka!”
“I’m itchy!”
“Because you’re too dry. Get back in the water.”
“No!”
Kit bit his bottom lip when Zenori literally growled.
All of a sudden, both of Zenori’s longest tentacles shot out of the water and latched onto Hiaka. Given the display so far, it didn’t really surprise Kit that Hiaka immediately screamed, tentacles thrashing, but that didn’t stop Zenori from hauling Hiaka toward them and right into the water.
In a moment, Hiaka was upright in front of Zenori, blinking in clear confusion. “What was that?” they asked with a frown.
“You need more elixir,” Zenori said patiently.
