[ he'd answer him with something equally ridiculous, and yet the words die in his throat as the tentacles keep stroking him. He lets out a soft moan, rocking his hips toward that touch, clearly wanting more ]
A--ah ... so you're obsessed with me? Who would have guessed.
Re: day 525.
A--ah ... so you're obsessed with me? Who would have guessed.
Re: day 525.