[ the tentacles not in his ass become more insistent with the desire for the attention - - the ones pushing up into his hands arch further, rubbing against his palms and another still pushes into his mouth, aiming to work its way deeper against Kaeya's tongue and towards his throat if it doesn't face any resistant.


Ardyn's breath is rough, as uneven as he pace as he rocks into him against those tentacles, pushing deeper inside of him with every thrusts. ]

So... Lovely. Won't you beg for my cock again?