Noel was also, by and large, ignoring Xotll, although her brother's narration of the situation was an entertaining distraction. She was focused on the task at hand, but being focused didn't stop her from flinching when Grilka darted forward. It was a small thing, but with her shirt off, the sudden tensing in her whole body was evident, as was her eyes briefly snapping shut as she jolted.
Embarrassing. She was irritated with herself instantly. It felt like a novice mistake, but it wasn't an instinct she'd had much practice in suppressing. She'd need to work on it. Maybe she could get Leon to throw things at her face, later, until she mastered not flinching.
It was getting very difficult to keep track of hands when there were four, even if one of them was busy with a cigarette. It was too many hands to have on her at once, to say nothing about the tendrils, which were exploring away inside of her. The tip of one, curled back around itself, rubbed against something inside of her that made her whole body twitch, and it was all she could do to keep from clenching her hands into fists at the sensation.
She had taken a deep breath right before the kiss, which turned out to be a very good decision as almost immediately, something that felt suspiciously like, in fact, just a bunch of fucking tentacles pushed into her mouth. She was going to kill her brother, just absolutely end him. And of course, they weren’t happy to stay in her mouth; one or maybe two pushed down into her throat. Noel considered herself very good at gag reflex control, however, she was not used to having anything so long in there, let alone something that moved. The tendrils inside her pushed right up against that spot again, and she spasmed, and barely managed not to choke, hands tensing against nothing. Nowhere was safe to grab. She tasted something alien and cloyingly sweet. Saliva? Smoke? Who even knew. Everything was a lot already, and if it hadn’t been for her brother, she would probably have panicked by now.
She managed not to shudder when Grilka pulled away, or even pant, although it was a slight difficulty. She took a deep breath to steady herself, and was interrupted by the sensation of tendrils still moving inside of her. She managed not to make a noise, but it was a close thing, and she felt like her smile might have looked annoyed for a split second.
“You’re… a very good kisser,” she managed, while signing to her brother.
It had like? I couldn’t count, but at least two tongues, maybe three. That was insane. What did it look like from your angle? I bet it was super gross.
If nothing else, she could at least gross her brother out about this. He was clearly having a hard time trying not to be visibly disgusted, and it made her feel much better about the whole situation. He probably hated this way more than her! Silver lining.
Honestly it probably look just the way it felt. Like he was slipping you tentacles out of a spiky face-hole. How can he call that kissing? It looked more like gagging.
Right?! It’s like it saw kissing and was like, ah, when you mash two faces together, I can do that!
A tendril curled inside of her again, and she managed not to wince, but realized she had placed one hand against her stomach, and could swear she could feel something moving in there. Alarming. Super alarming, actually. She was too small for the amount of tendril Grilka had available, and she wasn’t at all confident that ey had any real concept of how much was too much.
“As you can see, I may be small--” as was being emphasized by… pretty much everything about the situation, actually--“but I’m very handy to have around! I’m sure I’ll be plenty of fun at parties, and when you’re bored and want someone around for company!” This was so irritatingly similar to what she’d been doing before she left home. One day, she would have talents far and beyond these, and would never have to resort to being entertaining.
Embarrassing. She was irritated with herself instantly. It felt like a novice mistake, but it wasn't an instinct she'd had much practice in suppressing. She'd need to work on it. Maybe she could get Leon to throw things at her face, later, until she mastered not flinching.
It was getting very difficult to keep track of hands when there were four, even if one of them was busy with a cigarette. It was too many hands to have on her at once, to say nothing about the tendrils, which were exploring away inside of her. The tip of one, curled back around itself, rubbed against something inside of her that made her whole body twitch, and it was all she could do to keep from clenching her hands into fists at the sensation.
She had taken a deep breath right before the kiss, which turned out to be a very good decision as almost immediately, something that felt suspiciously like, in fact, just a bunch of fucking tentacles pushed into her mouth. She was going to kill her brother, just absolutely end him. And of course, they weren’t happy to stay in her mouth; one or maybe two pushed down into her throat. Noel considered herself very good at gag reflex control, however, she was not used to having anything so long in there, let alone something that moved. The tendrils inside her pushed right up against that spot again, and she spasmed, and barely managed not to choke, hands tensing against nothing. Nowhere was safe to grab. She tasted something alien and cloyingly sweet. Saliva? Smoke? Who even knew. Everything was a lot already, and if it hadn’t been for her brother, she would probably have panicked by now.
She managed not to shudder when Grilka pulled away, or even pant, although it was a slight difficulty. She took a deep breath to steady herself, and was interrupted by the sensation of tendrils still moving inside of her. She managed not to make a noise, but it was a close thing, and she felt like her smile might have looked annoyed for a split second.
“You’re… a very good kisser,” she managed, while signing to her brother.
It had like? I couldn’t count, but at least two tongues, maybe three. That was insane. What did it look like from your angle? I bet it was super gross.
If nothing else, she could at least gross her brother out about this. He was clearly having a hard time trying not to be visibly disgusted, and it made her feel much better about the whole situation. He probably hated this way more than her! Silver lining.
Honestly it probably look just the way it felt. Like he was slipping you tentacles out of a spiky face-hole. How can he call that kissing? It looked more like gagging.
Right?! It’s like it saw kissing and was like, ah, when you mash two faces together, I can do that!
A tendril curled inside of her again, and she managed not to wince, but realized she had placed one hand against her stomach, and could swear she could feel something moving in there. Alarming. Super alarming, actually. She was too small for the amount of tendril Grilka had available, and she wasn’t at all confident that ey had any real concept of how much was too much.
“As you can see, I may be small--” as was being emphasized by… pretty much everything about the situation, actually--“but I’m very handy to have around! I’m sure I’ll be plenty of fun at parties, and when you’re bored and want someone around for company!” This was so irritatingly similar to what she’d been doing before she left home. One day, she would have talents far and beyond these, and would never have to resort to being entertaining.
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