"It wants..." What does it want from them? He Ming licks his lips, letting his head loll down as he listens to a voice that isn't really a voice.

It has a simple desire that almost every living thing shares. He Ming understands. Without a word he nods, shifting to raise his hips further up. Breathy moans leave his mouth as he settles, whimpering at the pull of pointed tentacles at the rim of his ass.

"It's going in. It's, mm, putting its eggs into me." The words come out without hesitation now that He Ming knows. He's happy to help anyone who needs it. Or anything. He moves to rest his cheek on Cehd'ra's side, snuggling against him as the tentacle stuffing itself into his ass forces its way in.

"It's really big. Cehd'ra, are you ready?"

Tentacles begin to push Cehd'ra's legs apart, opening up his thighs.