or are you just glad to see me?

[blacklisle]

Consentacles: The Meme

It's time to appreciate that much-maligned and versatile appendage — the humble tentacle. Equally useful for gripping or groping, prying or poking, strangling bad guys or stroking good guys, tentacles are the most fun you can have without a skeleton.

Of course, if you want your tentacles appreciated, you shouldn't stick them where they aren't wanted! This meme is for strictly consensual use of tentacles, sexy or otherwise.

Leave a comment with your character and desired scenario. Are you the tentacled or the tentaclee? Looking for kinky funtimes, or just need to be hugged a lot? Is it strictly for science? Or maybe you just need help getting the pickle jar open? And, uh... how much slime are you comfortable with?

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[traitorprince]

When his forces-- human and otherwise-- were so soundly defeated, Dirk had been sure there wasn't anything better to look forward to than a quick death if his captors were feeling merciful or simply expedient. But having Mirari decide that he might actually be worth saving? Dirk might disagree, but he wasn't stupid enough to not try and save his skin.

"I don't know how it can get much better. I mean, I always get off a few times and since I like it, I use my powers to make a girl come over and over again until she's exhausted." And wasn't that a good thing?


He laughed at Mirari's offer, but not in a derisive way. "So my usual opening moves of tearing all your clothes off and overwhelming you with arousal and lust are off the table, then."

[sexycauseplay]

Mirari was a powerful demoness - there was no doubt about it - but she was also a bleeding heart, and she'd perceived that Dirk was . . . well, impressionable. With some guidance, she'd hoped that she could get through to him.

"But you didn't have to work for anything in that situation," Mirari admonished mildly. "There are things in life can be savored so much more because you've earned them, and you have the satisfaction of knowing that you did a good job and were successful in whatever endeavor it was." Mirari had been alive long enough to know that this was true not just with regard to sex but in a lot of aspects in life.

She gave him a grin. "For now," she said, a twinkle in her eye. "We can do that later, once we've established trust with one another. We'll start with the basics."

Beckoning him closer so that he could join her, Mirari climbed onto his bed, deftly slipping out of her scanty skirt and brassiere. She'd already discarded her boots and gloves prior, so with that she was already naked - and it was of note that her hair beneath her thighs was trimmed into a heart shape.

She spread herself out onto his sheets, her honey-pink hair spilling out onto the pillows as she gave Dirk an inviting smile.

[traitorprince]

Dirk frowned, deeply. As far as he was concerned, the idea of earning anything was far from his nature, both as royalty and as a conqueror. But if it helped ensure that he might not be summarily executed, then anything was worth a try. Besides, it wasn't as though he hadn't been fantasizing about bedding Mirari ever since he'd laid eyes on the pretty succubus, only that he'd imagined much different circumstances.

He watched as she stripped herself of clothing, and Dirk found his lust rising quickly as Mirari lay down and presented herself. With a deep breath, he doffed his own clothes and slid onto the bed with her. He'd had his share of women before the deals with his demon allies, so Dirk at least knew his way around.

Stretching out over Mirari, he dipped his head down to find her mouth with his. At the same time, one of his hands moved to her waist, stroking the side of her body. "Something like this?"

[sexycauseplay]

All the more he had to learn the value of earning a person's respect and trust - and not because Mirari was a demon with formidable battle prowess, but because she was another living, breathing being.

She enjoyed the view as Dirk climbed over her - his golden hair stood out nicely against his tanned skin - and Mirari gave him a smile as she accepted his kiss. She drew it out, her own kiss slow and heated, inviting him to linger, coaxing him to taste.

"That's good, yes," she murmured against his mouth, the smile evident in the soft warmth of her voice. "Seeing if your partner is comfortable with your touch and letting them get used to you."

She decided to return the favor, one hand drifting down his back, mapping his skin. Meanwhile, she tugged his other hand to her breast. Mirari showed him how to stroke the soft flesh before she brushed his fingertips across a pink bud, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her.