Chapter 2 (For Yaeko)

Kyrios · Mon Oct 13, 2008 9:46 pm

Evidently, Kyrios had asked a rhetorical question. If the soft moaning was not enough of an indication, then the low purr most certainly was. This most certainly was no helping Kyrios's painful internal struggle. Basking in the afterglow as she was and still softly stimulated by Kyrios's gentle touch, the pleasent, but unfamiliar sensations that he was feeling from Yaeko were almost unbearable. Not only were the sensations he sensed from Yaeko working against his bid for control, Kyrios's own body was beginning to betray him. The second release of his more primal instincts triggered a shocking change in the neural plasm of his body. Suddenly, Kyrios found his sensitivity to touch on a level he has never achieved before, and every single iota of this sensitivity was focused on Yaeko's supple young body. He suddenly became acutely aware of the warmth Yaeko's body exuded and the smooth, silky texture of her soft skin. He could feel the soft beating of Yaeko's heart and the slight expansion of her tender and nubile chest. The soft sheen of sweat coating her exposed flesh contrasted nicely with the warm, slippery slime Kyrios exuded, making each contact pleasently warm and slippery. Kyrios found himself momentarily fascinated with Yaeko's wonderfully soft breasts. Having been the primary focus of Kyrios's ministrations, they were now coated with a layer of Kyrios's warm oil slime mixed with a shimmer covering of her own sweat. Relishing in the new slipperiness of the touch, the layer of goo on Yaeko's chest began kneading the girls bossoms, alternating between running itself across the length of Yaeko's breast, brushing slickly against her nipple and allowing the soft flesh to simply roll back and forth, to gentle pushing down on one side of the breast and allowing the now slick skin of Yaeko's chest to slide past and bounce out on the other side, the supple flesh of her mounds jigglying enticingly every time it did. Kyrios felt like he needed to winch every time he played with Yaeko's breasts. Somehow, the feeling of the soft flesh in his grasp was like sweet torture. But what was worse was the feeling of the tentacle still buried in the girl's dripping sex. The heat, the wetness and the occasional twitch Yaeko's freshly ravaged womenhood was now as appearant to Kyrios as anything had ever been in his life. And no matter how he tried, Kyrios couldn't turn his thoughts away from imagining how nice his penis would feel buried in her hot, wet snatch.

Unable to endure the sensations any longer, Kyrios pulled the tentacle out of Yaeko's hot pussy with a loud slech. For a while afterwards, he attempted to clear his mind and, although failing for the most part, was successful at least at realiging his senses. He suddenly realized that Yaeko was stretching in his encompassing grip, rather cat-like and sensually he might add, appearantly trying to relieve the ache his restricting tentacles seemed to be causing her. It took Kyrios a moment to re-collect himself after sensing Yaeko's stretch. The feline motion along with the pleased sounding purr was deliciously erotic and Kyrios had to spend a few moments grappling down the urge to snatch Yaeko up, ram his penis as deep into her as it would go and fuck the living daylights out of her for the next couple of hours. He wasn't completely successful as the goo surrounding Yaeko's chest twitched ever so slightly, on the verge of doing exactly what he was struggling against. It was only the realization that he may have been causing discomfort to Yaeko that got him to wrest back control of himself. Kyrios quickly released Yaeko's arms. He kept a layer of goo wrapped around the girl's chest, wishing to continue relishing the wonderful softness of the girl's breast, but thinned the layer until Yaeko's arms were free. He also released the tension of Yaeko's legs, keeping his tentacles wrapped around her knees and thighs so that he could continue to stimulate her silken skin, but slacked his grip to allow her legs to fall onto the bed of goo in a more relax posittion. Feeling a little bit sorry for the discomfort, Kyrios set about to rectify his mistake. Tiny tentacles began rising out of the bed of goo around Yaeko and quickly set about massaging the girl's arms and legs. Kyrios kept a very close eye on these tiny things, making sure that they avoided any spots too sensitive for touch and focused on kneading and massaging away any aches her previous restricted limbs may have. While this new treatment proved to be encompassing, Kyrios made sure none of these new tentacles wrapped around the girl's limbs. He didn't wish to repeat his last mistake and kept Yaeko's limbs fully free and moveable.

Despite this new concern for Yaeko's relaxation, Kyrios found himself still entrancted by her female functions. With the heightened sensitivity to Yaeko's wonderfully desirable body, Kyrios's penis had swollen to stand almost at full attention. In addition, Kyrios discovered that this new condition was uncomfortable, almost painful, adding a new incentive to take the beautiful creature in laying front of him. But, Kyrios was a patient and tolerant entity. He wanted to make sure that Yaeko enjoyed their union as much as possible. Thus, he didn't want to take her while she was coming out of a orgasmic stupor. Trying to rouse her from her climax induced daze, the tentacle that had been teasing Yaeko's clit with the gentlest of touches sudden withdrew slightly from her body. As it did, it began to shrink it width until it was practically no bigger than a piece of string. Then, it returned to Yaeko's crotch and, in the slowest and gentlesy motion Kyrios could manage, wrapped around around Yaeko's clit.
Kyrios held the tentacle there for a moment, savoring the pulses of pleasure he felt from the tiny nub before beginning to move. The tiny tentacle began a soft, almost etheral motion, rolling the tiny mound of sensitive flesh around in a slow circle and occasionally giving it the gentlest of tugs. Wanting to also make sure that Yaeko was energized enough for the union which Kyrios knew would come, another tentacle rose out of the bed of goo. Slowly, the tentacle made its way to the girl's cute little lips and pressed itself against them. As it did, the tip began to exude a thick, syrupy liquid. The liquid was a special sort of nutrient serum Kyrios stored in his Vacoule-Plasm. It is designed to be quickly metabolized and would probably revive Yaeko quickly. The tentacle started to move around Yaeko's lips, smearing the softly sweet liquid on her lips, all the while maintaining a gentle but insistent pressure.

Kyrios drank in the whole scene with excitment and anticipation. Soon, he would enjoy her thoroughly and he was going to see that she enjoyed him thoroughly back.

"I'm not done with you yet, sweet one," Kyrios whispered in Yaeko's year in a soft but sensual voice.

Chapter 2 (For Yaeko)

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