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johnstrade, tentacles. -LEX

John watched in fascination as the tentacles—beautiful things, fading from deep twilight purple and sunset orange at the tips to a soft seashell pink at the roots where they joined with Greg’s body—wound their way up his arms and legs.  ”And everybody in your family has these?”

“Yep.  Well.  On my mum’s side.”

One of the tentacles crept around to tease at John’s nipple with a delicate tip.  ”Hmmmm, she must’ve been a popular lady.”  Another coyly stroked his bottom lip.  John licked it, almost instinctively, and then shot a questioning look at Greg when his breath caught.

“They…ah…they’ve got a bit of a mind of their own,” Greg said shakily as two more worked their way down into John’s waistband. He gasped and arched at the sensation of being handled while still in his trousers.  ”They like being in things.  Um.”  Greg looked at John through his eyelashes, somewhere between shy and flirtatious.  “Would you happen to be a fan of penetration?”

John thought about it for a moment while a tentacle tip traced the seam of his mouth with gentle sensuality.  Then he opened his mouth, drew the tendril in with his tongue, and smiled around it.