With a flustered smile, Gamzee's fingers ran over Akira's shoulders, and then back up into his hair, at the base of his ears, rubbing and scratching there. When his body was uncovered, the chemical grape scent took on a keenly organic scent to it, clearly bodily fluid, and became more pronounced.
Gamzee arched into the scratches this time around, letting out a quiet, subdued groan, still throaty and raspy as his regular voice, which then went into a lower, more silken moan. His swirl-shaped scars on his thighs were temporarily forgotten as something he was self-conscious about, overridden by the enjoyment he was getting in the moment.
His own bulge slowly started to peek from its sheath, a long, tapered tentacle, dripping with a thin purple liquid, the depth of color almost coming off as black at first glance in the dim light. With ridges on the underside, and with slight bumps at the top, the tip itself was prehensile, and wrapped over itself for friction once more of his bulge had emerged. Below the bulge, he had a nook, very similar to a vulva from the outside looks of things, though far different in its intended use, also quickly becoming damp with desire.
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With a flustered smile, Gamzee's fingers ran over Akira's shoulders, and then back up into his hair, at the base of his ears, rubbing and scratching there. When his body was uncovered, the chemical grape scent took on a keenly organic scent to it, clearly bodily fluid, and became more pronounced.
Gamzee arched into the scratches this time around, letting out a quiet, subdued groan, still throaty and raspy as his regular voice, which then went into a lower, more silken moan. His swirl-shaped scars on his thighs were temporarily forgotten as something he was self-conscious about, overridden by the enjoyment he was getting in the moment.
His own bulge slowly started to peek from its sheath, a long, tapered tentacle, dripping with a thin purple liquid, the depth of color almost coming off as black at first glance in the dim light. With ridges on the underside, and with slight bumps at the top, the tip itself was prehensile, and wrapped over itself for friction once more of his bulge had emerged. Below the bulge, he had a nook, very similar to a vulva from the outside looks of things, though far different in its intended use, also quickly becoming damp with desire.