[ Even if Bricks wanted to ignore how the vines slither down Aether's clothes it's impossible to ignore how Aether's moans fill in the imagination of what's happening. Bricks is transfixed on the squirming writhing shapes just under his clothes as he rolls his hips into his own—he can feel everything. His own dick responds in kind, aching, squeezed inside the tight confines of his high-waisted pants.
His eye rolls up and his body relaxes, finally succumbing to the plant through a flushed face and winced brow. Sensing victory, the plant finally pulls to of his mouth with another wet pop. He coughs and sputters, tongue lulling past his lips as he lurches forward. He sniffs indignantly and pants. Words are sort of difficult to muster in this hot haze, but he manages. ]
...Fornication. It was fornication. [ He rasps. He didn't get the chance to verbalize any of his earlier theorizing, so the disjointed thought comes now out of context and in a ragged breath. Talking for the sake of talking, the only thing he seemingly has any control over now that there isn't a dick-shaped plant plugging his mouth. It's not long before that same plant squirms its way past his shirt and takes a similar path south. Warm slime cools quickly over his chest and skin, the plant itself bulges over the rim of his pants. ]
Shit— [ Discontent with the barrier of his tight pants, the vine sunders it in one swift swipe from the inside, popping the double row of buttons and splits it down the front. His underwear also doesn't stand a chance. He whines. ] Nghhha—! I paid good money for those...!
[ And further protest is immediately cut off by a loud groan of pleasure as the plant coils around him and starts jerking him off, flush to Aether's hips. It's distracting enough that when a second plant penetrates his ass he nearly comes on the spot, the tight squeeze of the vine coiled around the entire length of him is the only thing that keeps him from losing himself entirely. ]
I'm sorry... I'm— [ He starts rambling, babbling profusely between clipped moans. ] Hah—
It's so wrong... [This close, Bricks is forced to look at Aether as his whole body rolls against him. He's such a handsome lad, was so swift and noble and forthright trying to save him. He laments in this moment how he would have much rather preferred to get to know him, well... like this maybe but not like this. ]
Nn... I wish this were under better circumstances.
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His eye rolls up and his body relaxes, finally succumbing to the plant through a flushed face and winced brow. Sensing victory, the plant finally pulls to of his mouth with another wet pop. He coughs and sputters, tongue lulling past his lips as he lurches forward. He sniffs indignantly and pants. Words are sort of difficult to muster in this hot haze, but he manages. ]
...Fornication. It was fornication. [ He rasps. He didn't get the chance to verbalize any of his earlier theorizing, so the disjointed thought comes now out of context and in a ragged breath. Talking for the sake of talking, the only thing he seemingly has any control over now that there isn't a dick-shaped plant plugging his mouth. It's not long before that same plant squirms its way past his shirt and takes a similar path south. Warm slime cools quickly over his chest and skin, the plant itself bulges over the rim of his pants. ]
Shit— [ Discontent with the barrier of his tight pants, the vine sunders it in one swift swipe from the inside, popping the double row of buttons and splits it down the front. His underwear also doesn't stand a chance. He whines. ] Nghhha—! I paid good money for those...!
[ And further protest is immediately cut off by a loud groan of pleasure as the plant coils around him and starts jerking him off, flush to Aether's hips. It's distracting enough that when a second plant penetrates his ass he nearly comes on the spot, the tight squeeze of the vine coiled around the entire length of him is the only thing that keeps him from losing himself entirely. ]
I'm sorry... I'm— [ He starts rambling, babbling profusely between clipped moans. ] Hah—
It's so wrong... [This close, Bricks is forced to look at Aether as his whole body rolls against him. He's such a handsome lad, was so swift and noble and forthright trying to save him. He laments in this moment how he would have much rather preferred to get to know him, well... like this maybe but not like this. ]
Nn... I wish this were under better circumstances.