text; un: CrazyM; forward-dated to iris

[grylls]

For those of you who knew Itaru Chigasaki: he is no longer in this world.

To those I know and greenhouse guests: I was aware that Iris-blessed could gain tentacles. I did not realize that they do not have as much self-control as the rest of me. I recommend against coming to my greenhouse if you have no intention of intimate moonlacing this week. I will be camping there as an emergency measure.

[ That said if anyone wants consensual exalted Iris outdoor jungle greenhouse tentacle smut, swing on by the greenhouse. (Reply with action or hit up his inbox whatever you want.) ]

private to jyuto, samatoki
Please take care of the dogs.
There is a gift for the two of you on the kitchen counter. I had intended to give it in person, but it is better you have them sooner than later.

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[grylls]

Good to meet you. Do you have limits?

[ It's best to discuss this as much ahead of time as possible. And "as much" is decidedly while Riou closes in and lowers his head to press kisses to Yashiro's neck. He curls one of the tentacles around the nipple he'd just puckered, running the sides of the suckers against it. Another two tentacles start to wrap themselves around his upper arms, slowly waiting for his limits as best as he can before he does what he wants to. The tentacle down the back of his pants slips up, then back down between his cheeks and all the way down so the tip is against Yashiro's testicles, slowly sliding between his cheeks and hot dogging itself. Riou uses his hands to undo Yashiro's pants so he at least has.. you know, something to leave in. ]

[shinseikai]

Just don't put anything around my neck. Everything else is fine.

[ His one limit, and even that is getting better with how he plays with Doumeki. Maybe one day he'll even learn to get past that. But for now, it's all he cares about and the rest is entirely up to Riou. ]

I told you before I'm a masochist, right?

[ So truly, everything else is just fine. He presses down and back against the tentacle between his legs, which maybe doesn't help with Riou getting his pants off, but he wants more of that feeling. ]

[grylls]

Understood.

[ He says it as if he's been given an order and is carrying it out. Yashiro is a masochist, Riou is dedicated to service. Perhaps not normally to Yashiro, but his bedroom philosophy is always about the other person more than himself. Because for Riou, his taste is more or less straight-forward. He's outdoors where he feels most alive and that's the most he would ask and would rather focus on pleasing his partner. He's not exactly an expert in trying to please a masochist, but he'll do his best.

He's more inspired as he sees the enthusiastic response from Yashiro at his prodding. He wants to make Yashiro's face contort in pleasure. To that end and to demonstrate his intention to please, Riou's tentacle slips further forward, curling around his testicles and squeezing. The motion is rough, but not harmful, and is accompanied by a sudden whip of a tentacle across both ass cheeks just as Riou manages to shove his pants down off of his hips.

Riou moves his hands up to replace his tentacles for a firmer touch, pinching either nub between the strong fingers of his hands. ]