[ for floyd to laugh at him like this, he must be fine. if not for that gentle caress to his red cheek, riddle would pout and grouse and possibly rescind his request in favor of giving the other boy a bit of a headache before ultimately giving him what they both want.
luckily for the both of them, floyd played his cards right, so he won't need to work for his food this time. riddle even allows himself to be manhandled and pulled into the merman with little more than surprised gasp, no lecturing or scolding. his breath hitches when he sees that tongue, bigger and longer than what he's used to, emerge from the moray's deadly maw, only to drag up his face, cool yet somehow making riddle's entire body feel hot.
as he squirms to get himself more comfortable, riddle notices a light rise in flesh on floyd's lap, but situates himself underneath the slit so he isn't covering it with his bottom and leaves it at that. his knowledge of merfolk anatomy is limited to entry-level textbooks and when they embrace during their nighttime swims.
besides, there's no time to think about it, not when that thick tongue is filling his mouth and sliding down his throat. the noise riddle makes is a cross between a squeal and a whine, surprised but not unpleasantly so. it's so big, he thinks to himself in a daze, his body now ablaze from the inside-out, his cock shamefully hard as the sensation of his throat being filled just right makes his head spin. it isn't deep enough to choke, the tapered shape leaving just enough room for air to pass through, but it's still a rush riddle never knew was possible.
one tiny hand reaches up to thread through teal locks, only to give the webbing of floyd's "ear" a light caress with his fingertips. riddle's free hand perches on the merman's shoulder, squeezing it to anchor himself as he gives the moray's tongue a short, tentative suck.
he wonders if there's something in floyd's saliva that's supposed to stimulate his mate, because the simple act of sucking the merman's tongue sends another wave of heat through him, leaving him feeling as voracious as a carnivore. with a soft moan of need, riddle gives floyd's tongue another suck, followed by a long, filthy slurp.
in no time at all, he starts treating it as he would the other boy's cock, sucking and bobbing on it, moaning around the thickness in his mouth. ]
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luckily for the both of them, floyd played his cards right, so he won't need to work for his food this time. riddle even allows himself to be manhandled and pulled into the merman with little more than surprised gasp, no lecturing or scolding. his breath hitches when he sees that tongue, bigger and longer than what he's used to, emerge from the moray's deadly maw, only to drag up his face, cool yet somehow making riddle's entire body feel hot.
as he squirms to get himself more comfortable, riddle notices a light rise in flesh on floyd's lap, but situates himself underneath the slit so he isn't covering it with his bottom and leaves it at that. his knowledge of merfolk anatomy is limited to entry-level textbooks and when they embrace during their nighttime swims.
besides, there's no time to think about it, not when that thick tongue is filling his mouth and sliding down his throat. the noise riddle makes is a cross between a squeal and a whine, surprised but not unpleasantly so. it's so big, he thinks to himself in a daze, his body now ablaze from the inside-out, his cock shamefully hard as the sensation of his throat being filled just right makes his head spin. it isn't deep enough to choke, the tapered shape leaving just enough room for air to pass through, but it's still a rush riddle never knew was possible.
one tiny hand reaches up to thread through teal locks, only to give the webbing of floyd's "ear" a light caress with his fingertips. riddle's free hand perches on the merman's shoulder, squeezing it to anchor himself as he gives the moray's tongue a short, tentative suck.
he wonders if there's something in floyd's saliva that's supposed to stimulate his mate, because the simple act of sucking the merman's tongue sends another wave of heat through him, leaving him feeling as voracious as a carnivore. with a soft moan of need, riddle gives floyd's tongue another suck, followed by a long, filthy slurp.
in no time at all, he starts treating it as he would the other boy's cock, sucking and bobbing on it, moaning around the thickness in his mouth. ]