‘Emma’ smiled coyly, her eyes shining a bit “Oh I do, do I..?” She purred, “..perhaps we can do something about that, huh?” She prompted, taking a step closer to Syx
Syx keened as she bit into his neck, “Harder, ah harder tiger,” he couldn’t think straight enough to do anything one might do with a normal dick, instead just instinctually grinding against her were they joined. Holding her head close to his neck, seeking as much skin contact as possible as his leaking fluids perfumed the air with a musky scent, his tentacle coiling inside her as it sought more space.
She happily obliged him, sucking a bit harder, biting firmly on his skin as she began to almost roughly work at a hickey on his skin. Her moan was muffled, her pussy clenching deliciously around him as she felt her pleasure rising further.
“..Ah.!” She gasped. She had slid her hand between the two of them, her fingers ghosting over her clit.
Syx yanked her hair back roughly and bit into her neck in return, moving faster inside of her. Sucking on her skin until he was sure to leave a mark.With a loud muffled cry he came twitching inside of her as his fluids leaked out of him and down his legs.