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[ Well he is speaking truths, at least, because Kleken is in fact both of those things, in and out of bed. ]

[ His breath catches as Saturn starts to find his rhythm, eyes closing as he leans eagerly into the kiss, pulling back only to briefly murmur- ]

Perhaps you should engage in such villainy as well then.

We don't all have tentacles . . .

[Kleken you are at an advantage and you know it! At least Saturn knows Kleken has a weak point at his ears, but he has to pull away from Kleken's mouth first to abuse those with his lips, and he doesn't want to quite yet. Feeling their mouths brush against one another when they manage words is too good for the moment. And as for those tentacles, they're driving Saturn more and more out of his mind, the rocking of his hips matching the rhythm of his hand in desperation.]

And—besides, I thought, I didn't think you would let me—fuck you, which you're missing out, you have no idea—

You'd look quite lovely with them... and you could do such mischievous things to myself with them if you had them.

[ He does have to mentally pause over that confession of wanting to fuck him, that's about the last thing Kleken expects from anyone these days, but the stutter in his rhythm is hardly noticeable, his attentions are on stirring Saturn up inside and out after all. ]

Is that one such mischievous thing you'd like to do?

[Now he manages to tear his lips away to trail up Kleken's jaw and cheek to his ear, catching it with his teeth here and there and tracing the edge of it with his tongue between breathless words.]

Not with tentacles. I want to, ah. I want to be inside you, but not tonight . . . tonight I . . . I've been thinking about this for too long. I'm always thinking about you.

[His hips jerk hard, restlessly grinding back against the tentacles inside him now.]

[ There is only mild regret of Saturn knowing his weakpoint, and it's all centered around the fact that he finds it harder to concentrate when Saturn gives it so much attention like that. He's flushed already but it only grows darker with that attention, just as his patience grows shorter. ]

Have you? What have you been thinking about, exactly?

[He pulls back to see the flush, which is so cute, so he switches to the other ear just to encourage even more of it. But he's so distracted himself by now that it's getting hard to concentrate on too much at once, and he's careless with his mouth, focusing more on his fist pumping around Kleken's cock to tease him with that too.]

Yesterday . . . I was thinking about how much I wanted to ride you, just like this . . . and about all those awful things you said to me. For your card. Just the worst.

[with heavy pleasure and affection, breathless as he rocks his hips]

Mmmmm . . .

Oh...

[ And he has to take another moment to draw in a steadying breath, betrayed by his own need to thrust his hips into Saturn's hand. That flush travels down over his neck and shoulders, giving more color to his skin. ]

... that sounds like it would be a lovely sight. I'd like to see it.

Right now, then...are you going to make me beg you?

[He says that heavy with promise that he might just do it anyway, trailing off into a moan and moving on those tentacles with eager little jerks of his hips.]

No, my daring sailor...

[ Pressing a soft kiss that shifts into a bite over Saturn's neck, his words low and hot against his skin. ]

I would beg you, to let me see such a beautiful sight. To feel you around me, rocking yourself shamelessly on top of me, filling yourself with me at your own will until we both lose ourselves to the sensation.

[ Another soft kiss over that newly made bite mark. ]

Please swallow me whole, daring sailor.

Ahhhhhh.

[Saturn bites his lip on a long low whine, his entire body shivering at the image, and the teeth on him, and the tentacles in him—he lifts up onto his knees but it's not enough to escape them entirely, long and writhing as they are. Kleken will have to pull them out. But first Saturn is rubbing his thumb over the head of Kleken's cock, clumsy in his eagerness, and—]

I, damn you. Where did you put the lube?!

[ Holding out a hand for a tentacle to place the lube in, and taking the quite obvious cues to withdraw his tentacles from inside Saturn, instead curling them over Saturn's waist and around his cock in a totally casual and not at all teasing fashion. ]

Here you are.

Thank you.

[The tentacles pulling out of him makes him jerk and hiss again, and now he's just even more desperate to get Kleken lubed up so he can ride him the way he wants. He spreads the lube on his fingers and goes to slick Kleken's cock up, gripping firmly and moving his fist eagerly over him. No teasing this time.]

I should have—just been doing this all along . . . stupid.

Mmm... but it's so much more exciting this way.

[ The faintest thrusts up into that lovely hand, but there's an attempt being made at being good. Or at least, not giving in to the temptation of coming all over Saturn's hand. ]

I want to see you lose yourself even more.

Well then . . . watch closely.

[Because he's ready now, having gotten Kleken nice and slick, and still feeling beautifully opened up and eager himself, and so he lifts onto his knees again and shifts over Kleken's lap to finally guide his cock into him. He's still tipsy enough for his limbs to feel fluid and limber as he moves, almost like an ocean creature himself, but he still has to take a deep, thrilled breath as he eases Kleken in.]

Ahhhh.

[ Kleken will watch absolutely shameless, that little smile that almost always lingers on his lips there with an edge to it more smoky and possessive than usual. The feeling of Saturn over him is enough to send a pleased chill throw his body, even to the ends of his tentacles. ]

What a beautiful sight.

[Once he's fully seated, breathing hard—because it's still a pleasant strain even after the tentacles, an intrusion he's hungry for—Saturn brings his hands up to rest on Kleken's shoulders to push him back and pin him to his "chair" of tentacles and hold him there in place.]

Ahhh. You are. You're always so lovely. I want to watch exactly how this makes you feel.

[ There's a flicker of heat and challenge in Kleken's eyes that he doesn't quite normally have, the smile on his lips edged with a bit more sharpness than usual as he's pinned back. He doesn't fight it though, even as there's a second quiver in his tentacles, instead meeting those claiming eyes of Saturn's. ]

Do it, my dear daring sailor. Take everything you want.

Drown me entirely.

Mmmm . . .

[One of his hands slips from Kleken's shoulder up to cup his face, palming against his jaw and tipping his face for Saturn to lean in and kiss his lips. He still owes him like forty of these—

It's a clumsy kiss, because he's focusing more on beginning to rock his hips, rising and falling slowly for now as he gets used to the position and the sensation. It's an easy slide with how eager he is.]

Ah, wonderful...

[ It's fine, Saturn can concentrate all he wants on their rhythm because Kleken is fully intent on leaving that all to him. Instead, he'll pour his attentions into their kiss, pointedly moaning low into his mouth between flickers of his tongue over Saturn's lips. ]

[Saturn's careless in response, with his teeth and his tongue, torn between going all in on the kiss or leaning back to adjust his angle so he can move more easily. But he finally does break it with a gasp, shifting his weight so he can brace himself more easily, and look down at Kleken's face when he begins to bounce harder on his lap.]

Ohhh—

[ Saturn pulling out of kissing range means he's setting himself up as the target of Kleken's full and flushed attention, eyes dipping down to watch the way their bodies join together with a faint smile. ]

What... a sight.

I hope that isn't all you like about it.

[He rolls his hips hard, tightening around Kleken when he grinds down again onto him. He's trying so hard to keep eye contact and firm control for the pointed gesture, but—he shudders and lets out a breath at the feeling inside him, too, wetting his lips.]

Mn . . . ahhhh.

[ Breath catching at the sensation, it takes him a moment to find his voice between half-broken, half-breathless chuckles. ]

Should I say more? How hot you feel inside, how nicely you wrap around me? How it feels like you'll drain me of everything I have and I'm more than happy to comply because it will feel so sweet?

Yes, ah, exactly—just like that—

[He shudders, body twitching, and braces himself more firmly on Kleken's shoulders to move harder. Even if the details are clumsy, the alcohol is making Saturn overall more graceful and fluid as he loses all self-consciousness, perfectly happy to make this maximum indulgent for both of them. And that means riding Kleken hard, and noisily, rising and falling smoothly in his lap.]

You can say anything you want to me . . . you sound . . . ahhhhh.

[ Reaching out a hand to curl over Saturn's cock, not quite fully gripping, but just tight enough for Saturn to rock into if he chooses. ]

I'd love to make a mess of you after. To see you shuddering underneath me, hearing your sweet moans just like now, unable to do anything more but accept the way I take your body as you've taken mine.

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