[It'd started off as a normal shower. He'd had the best intentions in mind, those being 'get clean, go cuddle his fiance', but the world had other plans for him. It happened in a painless wave, replacing his legs with an array of suctionless tentacles. Bioluminescent spots in brilliant blue patterns formed across his skin, back and chest and arms and new tentacles. He couldn't be sure, because he was too busy suddenly sliding around the tub like a newborn fawn, but he thought even his dick was different. You just kind of knew when something wasn't normal down there.
A tentacle or two or three smacked into the shower curtain, nearly ripping it down as he tried to brace himself. His tentacles were long and slippery and without suckers on them, they had little purchase on the tub.]
Ronan!
[He hollered as he eventually stopped sloshing around the tub, water still cascading down over him. He couldn't see it, but the ruby on his temple had turned into a sapphire.]
[Ronan pulls himself off of the couch and into the bathroom off of the master bedroom that they shared. He couldn't imagine what his fiancee wanted, but given the tone of his voice and the fact that he was talking about his perfect ass he was assuming that it wasn't a crisis.
Instead he pulls his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor as he makes his way barefoot into the bedroom.]
What, did you miss me--
[Ronan starts off, but only gets halfway through his quip when his gaze finally catches on his boyfriend, who is beautiful as always. He's just also luminescent and blue, with tentacles extending from his body and Ronan's cheeks flushed faintly at the thoughts currently twisting through his head, his heart racing a little. This was new. But not bad, clearly, given the way that his blue eyes slide over Kavinsky's body.]
You feel alright?
[He pushes the shower curtain out of the way enough so that he can reach in and slide his fingers against the other boy's wet skin, trailing down until he can softly slide his fingers around one of his tentacles. It makes his stomach flop in a way that's all heat, all want, that's the thrill of something new to discover, to feel- he does still really like it when Kavinsky introduces him to things, shows him what he wants even when Ronan hardly knows half the time.
In the back of his mind he knows that he should be getting his pants off as quickly as he can manage it, but he's currently a bit overwhelmed and captivated just by the sight of him, the way that it feels under his fingers, so he's a bit too distracted to actually put that into practice just yet.]
God, you're fucking beautiful.
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[Kavinsky quirked an eyebrow, a few tentacles sliding along the inside of the tub either restlessly or because he didn't really fit comfortably in it right now. He was just going to make it worse though if he had his way, by dragging Ronan into the tub, too.]
I feel as fine as I can given the circumstances.
[He didn't know how he was going to walk with these fucking things, or sleep without waking up with Ronan tangled up in his tentacles. Speaking of, a shiver raced through him when Ronan touched him. His tentacles were firm and strong, slick 'cause of being wet, and definitely prehensile. Each and every one of them.
Laughing, he curled a tentacle around Ronan's wrist, minding his strength.]
Now I know you love me.
[He'd always known Ronan loved him, at least, since arriving in this place. Before- well, before had been a different lifetime. Literally, for Kavinsky.
Looking down at himself, turning his arm this way and that to admire the bioluminescent patches, he added-]
I guess things could be worse. Walking will probably be a shit show.
[Honestly, Ronan was sort of thinking there were far worst things than waking up tangled in his fiance's tentacles. And Kavinsky clearly wasn't hurt; he might not be entirely pleased with what was going on, but as long as he wasn't hurt or something, Ronan figured that getting a little frisky and exploring the potential wasn't a bad idea.
His breath caught a little as the other boy curled one of his tentacles around his wrist, and he murmured in soft approval.]
Of course I love you. That's why I wanna marry you.
[He teased him lightly, leaning in so that he could press a kiss to the other boy's lips. He didn't particularly care about getting his clothes wet, but at the same time he finally started putting the pieces together. Namely Ronan finally shoved his other hand down to start undoing his jeans so that he could get them off and then hopefully climb into the bath.]
Maybe we can put in a jacuzzi. You know, give you some more room. Not like this place doesn't have the space for it.
[Dream one, he means, of course. And the benefit of having basically a goddamn mansion to themselves was that there was a lot of the place they didn't really use, and most of the rooms- including the bathroom- were pretty damn spacious.]
Don't wanna have you tripping over your own tentacles.
[He teased him playfully, just as he shoved his pants and boxers down at the same time, kicking them off so that he could step out of them. He's clearly impatient, like he can't get his clothes off fast enough. But then he's carefully stepping in to join him, making certain that he finds the bottom of the tub before he puts weight on his foot- he really doesn't want to accidentally step on one of his tentacles.]
[He was very well aware of how much Ronan loved him but it still meant something that he thought Kavinsky was gorgeous even with a slew of tentacles and glowing spots. It was sweet, endearing.
He hummed when he was kissed, getting distracted from things when he realized Ronan was taking his pants off.]
A jacuzzi'd be nice. Neither of us even have to have tentacles to use it.
[So when he inevitably wasn't a squid or octopus or whatever, they'd still have plenty of uses for it.
Grinning impishly, he watched Ronan climb into the tub, doing his best to keep his tentacles out of the way. He wasn't concerned with being stepped on because it would hurt but because he didn't want Ronan to slip.]
Shit man, yeah. [He hadn't even had to convince Ronan, just- here they both were.] I'm still getting the hang of them but-
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A tentacle or two or three smacked into the shower curtain, nearly ripping it down as he tried to brace himself. His tentacles were long and slippery and without suckers on them, they had little purchase on the tub.]
Ronan!
[He hollered as he eventually stopped sloshing around the tub, water still cascading down over him. He couldn't see it, but the ruby on his temple had turned into a sapphire.]
Hey, Lynch! Get that perfect ass in here.
!!!!! yeeeeeee
Instead he pulls his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor as he makes his way barefoot into the bedroom.]
What, did you miss me--
[Ronan starts off, but only gets halfway through his quip when his gaze finally catches on his boyfriend, who is beautiful as always. He's just also luminescent and blue, with tentacles extending from his body and Ronan's cheeks flushed faintly at the thoughts currently twisting through his head, his heart racing a little. This was new. But not bad, clearly, given the way that his blue eyes slide over Kavinsky's body.]
You feel alright?
[He pushes the shower curtain out of the way enough so that he can reach in and slide his fingers against the other boy's wet skin, trailing down until he can softly slide his fingers around one of his tentacles. It makes his stomach flop in a way that's all heat, all want, that's the thrill of something new to discover, to feel- he does still really like it when Kavinsky introduces him to things, shows him what he wants even when Ronan hardly knows half the time.
In the back of his mind he knows that he should be getting his pants off as quickly as he can manage it, but he's currently a bit overwhelmed and captivated just by the sight of him, the way that it feels under his fingers, so he's a bit too distracted to actually put that into practice just yet.]
God, you're fucking beautiful.
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I feel as fine as I can given the circumstances.
[He didn't know how he was going to walk with these fucking things, or sleep without waking up with Ronan tangled up in his tentacles. Speaking of, a shiver raced through him when Ronan touched him. His tentacles were firm and strong, slick 'cause of being wet, and definitely prehensile. Each and every one of them.
Laughing, he curled a tentacle around Ronan's wrist, minding his strength.]
Now I know you love me.
[He'd always known Ronan loved him, at least, since arriving in this place. Before- well, before had been a different lifetime. Literally, for Kavinsky.
Looking down at himself, turning his arm this way and that to admire the bioluminescent patches, he added-]
I guess things could be worse. Walking will probably be a shit show.
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His breath caught a little as the other boy curled one of his tentacles around his wrist, and he murmured in soft approval.]
Of course I love you. That's why I wanna marry you.
[He teased him lightly, leaning in so that he could press a kiss to the other boy's lips. He didn't particularly care about getting his clothes wet, but at the same time he finally started putting the pieces together. Namely Ronan finally shoved his other hand down to start undoing his jeans so that he could get them off and then hopefully climb into the bath.]
Maybe we can put in a jacuzzi. You know, give you some more room. Not like this place doesn't have the space for it.
[Dream one, he means, of course. And the benefit of having basically a goddamn mansion to themselves was that there was a lot of the place they didn't really use, and most of the rooms- including the bathroom- were pretty damn spacious.]
Don't wanna have you tripping over your own tentacles.
[He teased him playfully, just as he shoved his pants and boxers down at the same time, kicking them off so that he could step out of them. He's clearly impatient, like he can't get his clothes off fast enough. But then he's carefully stepping in to join him, making certain that he finds the bottom of the tub before he puts weight on his foot- he really doesn't want to accidentally step on one of his tentacles.]
You gonna show me what you can do with them?
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[He was very well aware of how much Ronan loved him but it still meant something that he thought Kavinsky was gorgeous even with a slew of tentacles and glowing spots. It was sweet, endearing.
He hummed when he was kissed, getting distracted from things when he realized Ronan was taking his pants off.]
A jacuzzi'd be nice. Neither of us even have to have tentacles to use it.
[So when he inevitably wasn't a squid or octopus or whatever, they'd still have plenty of uses for it.
Grinning impishly, he watched Ronan climb into the tub, doing his best to keep his tentacles out of the way. He wasn't concerned with being stepped on because it would hurt but because he didn't want Ronan to slip.]
Shit man, yeah. [He hadn't even had to convince Ronan, just- here they both were.] I'm still getting the hang of them but-
[But he slid a tentacle up Ronan's leg, teasing.]