[The syllable comes out as something halfway between a gasp and a whimper. Despite the strangeness of the sensation, she very much approves. Her hips buck upwards, trying to get more. The tentacle is larger and firmer than her fingers, and able to twist and turn in ways that are very...promising. Despite the inhuman strength she knows lies beneath that smooth skin, he's being nearly too gentle; it's almost teasing.]
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[The syllable comes out as something halfway between a gasp and a whimper. Despite the strangeness of the sensation, she very much approves. Her hips buck upwards, trying to get more. The tentacle is larger and firmer than her fingers, and able to twist and turn in ways that are very...promising. Despite the inhuman strength she knows lies beneath that smooth skin, he's being nearly too gentle; it's almost teasing.]