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[ she joins her in her half laugh. ] ...later, we can talk... [ now's not the time to have an in depth conversation of any kind. she can hardly focus on the things she's trying to say right now. ] Tell me. Tell [ she swallows. ] T- Tell us. [ grunts, her tentacle more or less fucking her straight into shrike. ]

[ sweats, ]

More, is—that's—I, I like it when others take charge, biting, being held down, being able to do what someone else wants...

...that sort of thing, so...

I think we can handle that no problem. [ smirks in spite of everything. she sets her hands on shrike's shoulders to push herself back, her other tentacles attempting to immediately seize her chest, but d.va has to artfully swap them away. ] Knock it off. [ a bit reluctantly she coils her tail around the one to her back to slow it down as she continues edging backward, where she inevitably pulls it out. ] ...d- damnit. [ hisses, ducking her head and shutting her eyes for a moment. ]

...

[ after a few moments though, ] Get on your hands and knees, Shrike.

—oh.

[ holy shit.

her body language changes a little, if anyone were looking for it—like she relaxes, a little? and then she pushes herself up on her hands to turn herself over, with just a glance over her shoulder for approval. Like—this is what you want? ]

[ she's smiling so, yep, good job and good girl. the bladed tentacles slither up her backside and over her shoulders, moving up the length of her arms until they can both coil around her wrists. in one swift motion the both of them coil together, yanking her hands together and securing them in place. d.va leans over shrike and pushes down on the top of her back. ] Ass up. [ a chuckle follows as she settles back down and nudges her legs apart. ] Let me see... [ the runs a finger between her cheeks, right along her asshole, and then right along the stretch of wetness. ] I wonder how you taste. [ going to indulge with a hum~ ]

Hhh—nn, DVa, that’s—

[ she squirms, ducking her head with her eyes squeezed shut. her legs quiver, and her arms buckle at the elbows, pushing her more into the desired position.

ye gods this is so lewd. it’s not long before she’s panting feverishly again. ]

You feel... really... good—

I can make you so full, Shrike. [ she dips a couple of fingers into her and starts scissoring, interested in prepping her for something much bigger. ] How does that sound, hm, ... [ she drops a kiss on the small of her back. ] good, I hope.

Nnnh, that's... it does, but what are you going to...

[ she lets out a moan, though, and her back arches a little more at the light kiss; she's already slick with want and far from tight. ]

I can fuck here [ a pointed thrust with her fingers. ] and here. [ and then she removes them, using shrike's own wetness to circle her hole. ] I have enough tentacles to get the job done, and I promise it feels good.

[ gods this is a lot of considerations she was not prepared to explore today, ]

Aah, I'm not really sure I—

Just, just... just the one. I'd rather.

...there are other places the other one could go.

[ she hums her acknowledgement, because she's not going to make shrike do something she's not interested in, and if the tentacles get temperamental she can keep them in check by letting them fuck her. ] Let's hear it. [ she slides a hand up her back, holding her down as the tentacle presses against her, its tip slicking itself in her wetness before pressing in slowly. ] Where do you want them, Shrike?

Hhh...

[ she makes a helpless noise as DVa presses her down and the tentacle enters her again. ]

If... both won't fit there, I can take one in my mouth...

[ reaching for another tentacle she guides it into herself, making a strained noise as it just thrust in without the least bit of care. she shifts, spreading her legs a fair bit wider as she digs her nails into shrike's rear and drags her tongue along her backside again. ] Mm, treat them well. [ the remaining two tentacles slither on toward shrike's front, twisting in the air right alongside her head. one of them strokes her cheek while the other presses against her lips. ]

[ she takes a deep breath through her nose, and then parts her lips, craning her neck forward to take the tentacle into her mouth, running her tongue over the end. ]

[ she moans against shrike, sinking her fangs into the side of her hip to stifle the sound as the tentacles fucking the both of them pick up the pace. the tentacle that she's not giving her attention drapes over her head, stroking her encouragingly as soon as she starts sucking on its cohort. ]

[ she cries out, sharply, which gives the tentacle in her mouth room to wriggle in further. shuddering, she leans into the strange but gentle petting the one is giving her as she gives herself over to muffled moaning.

her legs shuffle a little wider apart; mumbled: ]

hh—harder—

[ and both of the tentacles miraculously listen, but only because it's also something they're interested in doing. they pick up the pace, thrusting harder & deeper, as the one in her mouth pushes itself in further. she'll feel them start to swell as d.va shudders, ducking her head and panting, because she's fast reaching the edge. ]

[ she sort of figured they'd be into that, so.

she admittedly almost gags on the one in her mouth, but that's—hot, actually, and she swallows over it, hard, tensing around the one pounding deep into her cunt. she'd be practically screaming if it wasn't muffled; instead she curls in on herself, a little, half-collapsing from the overwhelming press of sensation and pleasure. ]

[ the tentacles are relentless, and don't stop until all of them reach their climax in tandem. she follows not too long after and nearly drops onto shrike. ] ...f- fuck. [ she screws her eyes shut tight, licking her lips as she tries to get them to keep it up, so they can help coax shrike through the end. ]

[ it doesn't really take much, honestly, before she comes, panting, half-sprawled out on the shower floor. ]

Nnnhhh... mmf, that was...

[ she with draws her tentacles and moves off shrike, slumping against the wall and setting a hand to her chest as she tries to catch her breath. ]

...t- they're something else, huh?

[ she runs a hand backward through her hair, trying in vain to tidy up. ]

You're something else, really.

I hope in a good way. [ cracks a small smile and pushes against the wall to get to her feet. ]

Looks like we'll need to shower off again, but at least we have double the reason to relax in the onsen now.

Yyyeah, I guess so.

Were you... was that just a whim, or...

...eheh. Don't seem too sure about it. [ i guess so. she looks aside, turning toward the shower to turn it back on. ]

Or?

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