[ There's no real sting or accusation behind it. His hand movements... really are distracting. Especially since it feels nice. His tentacles wind around Izzy and truly tug him underwater, and he searches around to see if there's anywhere within that could serve as a monster's den. For two mers, anyway. ]
[ It looks like, toward the bottom of the water there's a little structure. He tugs him toward that, and once he finds an entrance, he tugs him inside.
It looks... as though it's furnished? In a way, at least. Comfortable places to rest or sit, like a secret hideaway. ]
I suppose... they made things like this for people who are afflicted with the mer card.
[ Since he's a mer... it seems he's able to communicate beneath the water. Or at least he believes he is.]
There wasn't something like this last time, was there...?
[ Swimming over to a spongy, cushioned area to see what he thinks of it. Not that it really matters, simply floating is easy enough here in the water. ]
I suppose. At least, there can't be any cameras down here.
[ JOKES ON THEM. Probably. ]
You can't tell me you were fine kissing and... well, thinking about other things above. It was very public, you know.
[ He releases, though only partially. It's easy to find them straying, wrapping about him loosely, drawing him closer. His nails lightly rake along the skin of Izanagi's abdomen, trailing up. ]
[ A shiver rolls through him and his lip part, tongue flicking out to lick them as though dry, even here beneath the waves. He presses forward, a clawed hand threading up into his hair as his lips capture his. He sighs against him, eyes opening to watch as a faint smile tugs at the corner of his lips.]
Are you sure...? Today, I am the one with more hands than one should rightfully know what to do with.
[ They tug Izzy's hips near his own, while the others stroke the length of his body.]
[And, as if to prove his point, he leans in to press his lips to Tsukasa's neck only briefly before biting, sucking on the skin intent on leaving a mark.]
[ Whatever protest he might have had regarding his inexperience is cut off when his mouth clamps down on his throat and he pulls on the skin. His fingers curl tight, nails gently scraping along his scalp as he bites down on his own lip. ]
You'll leave a mark-
[ That's certainly the point. Though as he speaks, a tentacle winds up the smooth length of Izzy's leg, gently tightening as it creeps up his thigh.]
Why do you sound as though that would be delightful?
[ More tentacles wind around him. Mostly to keep him near. He's clingy, like this, and considering his current anatomy, it's quite easy to be so. Greedily, his tentacles explore his skin, the most adventurous of which still gives the most attention to his inner thigh. ]
But marks don't tend to stick to me. Do you really think you can cause anything that will last, I wonder...?
[Not that he gives Tsukasa a chance to answer before leaning in for a kiss, pressing his tongue against the other's lips rather pointedly. His hands wander too, one trailing along a tentacle to see just what of Tsukasa's lower half remains.]
[ His lips part to respond but Izzy's already invaded, tongue intertwining with his. He's caught unaware for a moment, before he presses back into the kiss, claws lightly trailing down his abdomen while his opposite hand finds purchase on him.
At first, his exploration might seem somewhat difficult, beyond feeling the mass of tentacles and somewhat human waist, but a barely perceivable slit can be found should his hands continue their search.]
[As if he doesn't know what he's doing. He presses his body flush against Tsukasa's, or at least, as much as he'll allow with those tentacles gripping him. His finger continues to probe, quickly joined by another.]
[ Fingers digging into his sides, he bites his bottom lip. His cheeks are a deep red, tentacles squeezing tightly around Izzy as he grinds and his hands explore.]
Y-You're driving me crazy.
[ No longer able to remain tucked neatly out of view, his erection pushes against his fingers until it slips out of its protective hiding. Partially hard, he moans.]
[ His grip on him tightens as though in protest, unwilling for his prey to stop. He's hard below, anatomy, at least this, more human than not now that he's exposed.]
No.
[ The tentacle wrapped around his upper thigh nudges against his crotch, gently massaging while another one strokes the length of his side.]
Please do not.
[ Thirsty, he finds his lips again, hands lifting to cup either side of his cheeks as he pulls, drinking him in.]
[An acceptable answer, evidently, because Izanagi is only too eager to return the kiss. A soft sound escapes from the back of his throat at the feeling of those tentacles, even if they're still separated from skin by that thin layer of fabric.
His hand doesn't stop, setting a quick pace, shaft to tip and back again. His other remains wrapped around Tsukasa, pressing himself into the other's body, the other's kiss, intent on monopolizing him and his attention in every way possible.]
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[ There's no real sting or accusation behind it. His hand movements... really are distracting. Especially since it feels nice. His tentacles wind around Izzy and truly tug him underwater, and he searches around to see if there's anywhere within that could serve as a monster's den. For two mers, anyway. ]
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It looks... as though it's furnished? In a way, at least. Comfortable places to rest or sit, like a secret hideaway. ]
I suppose... they made things like this for people who are afflicted with the mer card.
[ Since he's a mer... it seems he's able to communicate beneath the water. Or at least he believes he is.]
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Convenient for us. Will this place do for you?
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[ Swimming over to a spongy, cushioned area to see what he thinks of it. Not that it really matters, simply floating is easy enough here in the water. ]
I suppose. At least, there can't be any cameras down here.
[ JOKES ON THEM. Probably. ]
You can't tell me you were fine kissing and... well, thinking about other things above. It was very public, you know.
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Kissing in public during a game like this is fair game, I think. But this is probably better for your fantasies.
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Why not tell me your fantasies in turn?
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[One hand tangles in a tentacle, stroking it, as the other hand reaches out to cup Tsukasa's chin.]
If I have my way, I think you'll find yourself a little... occupied.
[Particularly as he traces that tentacle along to Tsukasa's waist.]
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Are you sure...? Today, I am the one with more hands than one should rightfully know what to do with.
[ They tug Izzy's hips near his own, while the others stroke the length of his body.]
Can you even keep up?
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With your inexperience? I'm more than sure.
For this moment, you're all mine ♥
[And, as if to prove his point, he leans in to press his lips to Tsukasa's neck only briefly before biting, sucking on the skin intent on leaving a mark.]
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You'll leave a mark-
[ That's certainly the point. Though as he speaks, a tentacle winds up the smooth length of Izzy's leg, gently tightening as it creeps up his thigh.]
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Why, is it a problem if e~veryone knows what happened? ♪
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[ More tentacles wind around him. Mostly to keep him near. He's clingy, like this, and considering his current anatomy, it's quite easy to be so. Greedily, his tentacles explore his skin, the most adventurous of which still gives the most attention to his inner thigh. ]
2/2
[ As if in emphasis, the little suckers on the underside of the tentacle wrapped about his thigh suction snug against his skin. ]
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[Agreeing with that.]
But marks don't tend to stick to me. Do you really think you can cause anything that will last, I wonder...?
[Not that he gives Tsukasa a chance to answer before leaning in for a kiss, pressing his tongue against the other's lips rather pointedly. His hands wander too, one trailing along a tentacle to see just what of Tsukasa's lower half remains.]
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At first, his exploration might seem somewhat difficult, beyond feeling the mass of tentacles and somewhat human waist, but a barely perceivable slit can be found should his hands continue their search.]
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Humming into the kiss, he presses a single finger into that slit, waiting to see just how exactly Tsukasa will react.]
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Iza-
[ Nng. Arousal growing, something hard pushes back against Izzy.]
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[As if he doesn't know what he's doing. He presses his body flush against Tsukasa's, or at least, as much as he'll allow with those tentacles gripping him. His finger continues to probe, quickly joined by another.]
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Y-You're driving me crazy.
[ No longer able to remain tucked neatly out of view, his erection pushes against his fingers until it slips out of its protective hiding. Partially hard, he moans.]
This is so embarrassing.
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[Though he'll """helpfully""" begin stroking him all the while.]
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No.
[ The tentacle wrapped around his upper thigh nudges against his crotch, gently massaging while another one strokes the length of his side.]
Please do not.
[ Thirsty, he finds his lips again, hands lifting to cup either side of his cheeks as he pulls, drinking him in.]
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His hand doesn't stop, setting a quick pace, shaft to tip and back again. His other remains wrapped around Tsukasa, pressing himself into the other's body, the other's kiss, intent on monopolizing him and his attention in every way possible.]