[It feels nice, his weight secured to the bed just so. From here he can just watch, taking in mostly Connor's expressions with the occasional wonder at the tendrils. His head tilts to spare Connor more room at his collarbone, a whine escaping at the soft touch on his side.]
Very ready.
[It's an odd sensation against his entrance, but he's not complaining. Instead, he just reminds himself to relax, weight shifting in his confined state.]
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Very ready.
[It's an odd sensation against his entrance, but he's not complaining. Instead, he just reminds himself to relax, weight shifting in his confined state.]