Two tentacles pull off my shorts, and two more caress my ass, suctioning on and holding me tightly.
“I’ve never been able to ask what you want before. I want to know, now.”
“Well, I’m glad you speak English… but then again, I know that it’s an easy language to learn.”
“Not the easiest, but certainly not the hardest by any means.”
“Did you learn it for me?” I ask, knowing it’s ridiculous.
“I would love to tell you yes, but… I speak thirty-seven languages. My job requires it.
Fuck.“That job of yours definitely works out for me.
“It brought you here. It means we can talk…”
One of his tentacles caresses my cheek.
“Do you want to hear something funny?” I ask as I move one tentacle’s suckers over my left nipple.
“Yes.” Another tentacle mirrors the movement on my other breast.
My eyes flutter closed as they suck.
“For a moment today, I worried you were one of my friend’s friends.”
“I told you, I don’t have friends.”
“Sure, but…” I probably shouldn’t say it. I do anyway. “Men lie.”
“I don’t.”
When I don’t say anything, one of his tentacles brushes beneath my chin. “What do you think I’ve lied about?”
“Nothing, but you have set your parameters to keep you from speaking certain truths.” I catch the tentacle in my hand before it would disappear and kiss the back of it. “I don’t need you to tell me anything. But I do need you to understand that you’re not entirely honest when you’re here. And that’s okay.”
“I would cut out my tongue before I lied to you, Cherry. You’re the only person I’ve wanted to make time for in years… I won’t do anything to lose this connection I feel to you.”
His tentacle that had been caressing me before presses deep into me and I gasp as I tighten around him.
“I can’t break rules, but you make me want to. You make me want to ignore responsibilities and leave tasks abandoned if I could come to you instead.”
He turns me around and holds me against the wall as his tentacles suck at my skin and toy with my pussy.
I help as much as I am able, but he holds me still and I can only close my eyes and let him do as he pleases.
“Do you like it, Cherry?”
I like the way he says my name, too. “Yes.”
He is perfect and still, I want more.
“Sirin? Will you put another tentacle in?”
A second snakes up my leg and presses into my pussy alongside the first.
I whimper at the fullness and hear him groan in response.
“Hard?” He asks. “Or soft?”
