Tendrils in the plentiful invade Eliot’s clothing the moment they step through their door. With hands gathering face; jowls are pried apart by Leere’s own maw. ‘Tongues’, flowing with the intent to fill the space of their mouth and throat in wiggling and now moist tendrils. Groping, filling and stretching the being in their clothing; Leere eased them up the door as it closed and promptly pressed himself inside; after tugging the others wear free of the prize and made sure to fill to the hilt. ♥

                     _{———IT’S THE SORT OF WELCOME HE CAN’T HELP BUT RELISH IN. hands drop keys as elliot maneuvers to lock the door behind him. it’s a gentle sort of thump, back against wall, the kind that has become used to the all encompassing hold that is nichts’ kiss. he begins to slide on the door, maintaining locked lips as his hands moved to undo his clothes with the other’s help.}

       _{it’s fast, the speed at which elliot is spread apart. leerenichts’ member invades with the kind of ease only to come from both arousal and experience. he can’t help but shudder, the large member forcing its way in as he’s pressed further into the door. his lungs grow hot, made worse by the fact he could hardly breathe. he struggles to keep a foot on the floor, the difference in height making it so elliot only just presses his toes down as an anchor. even that is soon lifted as nichts pushes himself all the way to the hilt, causing the man to lock both arms around the other’s shoulders in order to stable himself.}

flesh on flesh, elliot lets the other pound him beyond reservation.