Cehd'ra blinks and blinks again, the absurdity of He Ming's answer causing his thoughts to skip and scatter. He watches that new tentacle arching up as it pushes into He Ming, the skin of it glistening as it moves deeper. More of the creature's limbs curl around He Ming's upper thighs and hips, holding him aloft and open just as Cehd'ra feels them doing the same to him.
"It can't." It shouldn't be possible but Cehd'ra can see it clearly: a round shape sliding down the tentacle, the bulge of it smoothly gliding down until it stops, now flush against He Ming's hole. Cehd'ra reaches, clinging to He Ming as if he could pull him away from the thing but for all his strength there's no getting either of them out of this by now.
The ovipositor twists one way then another, working the first egg back and forth with agonizing care to get it inside of the warm, safe place He Ming is so selflessly providing.
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Cehd'ra blinks and blinks again, the absurdity of He Ming's answer causing his thoughts to skip and scatter. He watches that new tentacle arching up as it pushes into He Ming, the skin of it glistening as it moves deeper. More of the creature's limbs curl around He Ming's upper thighs and hips, holding him aloft and open just as Cehd'ra feels them doing the same to him.
"It can't." It shouldn't be possible but Cehd'ra can see it clearly: a round shape sliding down the tentacle, the bulge of it smoothly gliding down until it stops, now flush against He Ming's hole. Cehd'ra reaches, clinging to He Ming as if he could pull him away from the thing but for all his strength there's no getting either of them out of this by now.
The ovipositor twists one way then another, working the first egg back and forth with agonizing care to get it inside of the warm, safe place He Ming is so selflessly providing.