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She smiles. “Even my only other option is being with you.”
I take a few steps closer. She meets my eyes, and I can see the various emotions she has towards me battling under the surface. If only there were a way to make her understand me. But only she can do that, and it will take time.
“You’re angry with me,” I say.
She looks pained. She clearly is angry at me, but it’s not the only thing she feels, either. The idea of her being angry with me pains me, but at the same time, I know I did the right thing. I saved her. And besides, I need her.
“I’m angry with all of it,” she replies
I start to move towards the door again. “I can give you time to feel your emotions.”
Instinctively, she reaches out and grabs my nearest tentacle. It’s good to feel her body touching mine. She’s so warm, soft, and wonderful. I want to wrap myself around her and float through the water, feeling the sun on our backs.
“I don’t want you to leave yet.”
I wrap a tentacle up, over her back and onto her shoulder. She shivers but doesn’t protest.
“What do you want?” I ask.
Her eyes meet mine.You already know, they seem to say.
“You told me the last time that one day you would teach me how to touch you,” she says. “I want that.”
I wrap another tentacle around her leg. “Are you sure that’s what you want? You seem agitated.”
“I know what I want.”
I don’t know whether I can believe her. A lot has happened to her, and she’s had very little time to process any of it. At the same time, it is absolutely what I want. And at this moment, it’s impossible for me to resist the temptation.
“Touch my head,” I say. “But gently. It’s sensitive in a way the rest of my body isn’t.”
She reaches out and, with just two fingers, strokes my head as gently as she can. My eyes close as she does so, and she begins to trace circles over my head and around me. I make a soft noise as she explores my body. Slowly, she discovers the places where I’m particularly sensitive. At the bottom of my head, between two tentacles, opposite my eyes, these are all spots where her touch has the strongest effect.
“You don’t have to be quite as gentle as that,” I murmur, and I know she can hear the pleasure in my voice. She lays her other hand on my head, too, and presses into me with her thumbs.
I wrap my tentacles around her legs and waist. She opens her legs, just enough for me to encircle them and begin to caress her.
“You’re good at this,” I tell her
It’s a very different feeling to have someone be interested in your pleasure than it is to please them. Our first experience felt good, but this is different. This is deeper and more passionate. For the first time, I feel vulnerable to her, and it’s a beautiful experience.
Finally, it’s time. I tilt my head up, and she sees it. It takes her a moment to realize it isn’t just another tentacle. But it isn’t. It’s shorter and shaped differently from the others. It’s also attached differently, and of course, I’ve been hiding it from her until now.
“Is this…” she asks.
“Touch it,” I say. “Explore me.”
And she does. As she strokes up and down, I allow my reaction to flow out into all my tentacles. They become harder, and their suckers press into her body.
I’ve never let anyone touch me in this way. I’ve never trusted them to do so. And yet, it feels wonderful. And I know it will be safe. I know that even if she is angry with me, she will be gentle and kind. I know that I’m safe in her hands.
But I can’t do this forever. I need to take control again. I need to feel confident and powerful again. I love this feeling, but I simply can’t relax into it. Not yet.
And so, by instinct, two tentacles whip out, wrap around her wrists, and pull her back onto the bed. All of my tentacles shift over her body, and she shivers in pleasure at the sensation.
“I think it will be easier if I show you this part.”
My tentacles which are wrapped around her legs pull them apart, and I see her cunt, warm, pink, and wet. Yes, this is what I’m used to. This is normal.
