‘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
As always, his tiger responded wonderfully to what he did, her cry of pleasure filling the air as she arched and tried to thrust her hips against his mouth. Her nipples hardened, her body undulating again as one hand went to keep herself up.. though she wasn’t entirely sure just how long that would last.
“Syx..!” She made a keening noise, silently begging him for more, trying to wrap her legs around him in any way she could hold him
With a shudder his tentacle slid out, Syx paused, panting against her. Crawling back up over her he leaned in and pressed their bodies together. Moaning as his mobile dick slid along her thigh, questing for her core. Kissing her with ever growing need as he found her entrance and pushed inside. His tentacle writhing as it explored every inch of her pussy.
She kissed him passionately, trying to draw him impossibly closer as his cock pushed and coiled into her. She rocked against him, though wasn’t able to move much considering how close he was, and the position she was in.
The noises she made caught in her throat, soft noises of need, desire and passion that matched the slight scent of fresh rain, earthy and wild in her arousal. Suddenly parting from his lips, she pressed a trail of kisses with urgent noises, until she got to his neck, lingering there as she sucked the skin and nipped gently
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.