[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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[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.]