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[ horny madness below ]

Likewise, dating is a fairly new concept for Nami, as well – something she's only really gotten a chance to partake in since her arrival at the casino (without the intention of swindling her date blind, at least). The question he follows her remark up with gets an almost sheepish, if not fully flustered and stressed out, look before she lifts her shoulders in a shrug. "Ask me when we're not being consumed by horrors."

The tentacle around her waist tightens, as if to drive the point home that being consumed by horrors is a very real possibility, and Nami gives a yelp of objection as she feels her feet leave the ground while a pair of more slender tentacles rove over her body, one coiling around her breast as the other sneaks up her thigh, sending a shockwave of feeling through her, ensuring it's little more than a breathy squeak when she speaks again.

"Sex is involved? You mean..." Nami trails off as the tentacle kneading her breast starts to tease her nipple over her top, making her squirm in the creature's hold as she scrabbles to try and grab onto Loki.

"What are we gonna do?"

“A valid point, my dear. Apologies.” Loki might be a great mage and a skilled fighter, but his attention can still easily be drawn to seemingly unimportant details. Of course, one thing he’s learned about this place is that it always seems to be trying to draw his attention with seemingly unimportant details.

Of course, Loki doesn’t yet have definitive proof that this is for sex, but really considering everything he’s sure they’ve both seen here he has to assume. Besides, it’s starting to seem like whenever he’s caught out with Nami, this sort of thing happens.

“Yeah, I do believe I do mean that,” Loki says as he feels another tentacle slide between his legs and pressing against his groin. Why do these things keep happening to them? He makes an attempt to struggle, but all that accomplishes is finding suddenly more tentacles anppearing to wrap around his wrists and ankles, effectively holding him still as the tip of the one between his legs somehow managing to undo the button on his pants.

“I honestly don’t know.”

True, they might be lacking definitive proof about the carnal nature of this encounter, but with the earnest way the tentacles have already started to rove over Nami's form, she has an uneasy feeling they won't be waiting that long for confirmation about the creature's motives.

Squirming in its grasp, and not quite as restrained as he is, Nami reaches for Loki and tries to pull him closer as the tentacle creeping up her inner thigh responds by pushing her panties to the side before flattening itself silkily against her outer folds, teasing her with a gentle back and forth brushing that makes her gasp and leaves her keenly aware of how wet she's becoming as a result.

Nami's fingers fumble through Loki's hair as the tip of the tentacle around her breast finds her nipple, squeezing and twisting at it as she gasps and tries to pull him in for a kiss.

"Why does everything always want to fuck us?" She shivers through the question, as the tip of the tentacle exploring her cunt finally delves past her folds, connecting with her already aching clit before the feel of it shifts until she swears it becomes more of a gentle sucking mouth than a back and forth strum.

It becomes apparent quite quickly that he is right. They really need to stop getting caught out together if they want to avoid these situations, though Loki maybe isn’t all that upset by this. It’s not something he’s admitted out loud, but he hadn’t minded the whole statue fiasco and it is always a pleasure to watch Nami come. Even better when he helps in the matter, of course. But still, it would be nice if they got a say in the matter.

Loki leans forward towards Nami as she reaches for him. He can’t quite reach out as she is, but the creature does allow him to move closer to him, might even be aiding in such endeavours. He can’t quite see what the tentacle between her legs is doing, but from her reaction, he’s pretty certain he knows.

As if annoyed that he currently has more clothes on that she does, Loki suddenly feels the tentacle literally rip his pants from his body. “Hey now,” he says to the creature. “I liked those.” They weren’t his favourite, at least. He doesn’t get the chance to protest further though as the tentacle wraps around his cock and slowly begins to stroke up and down the shaft. He falls limp for a moment as pleasure flows through him. He feels Nami’s hands in his hair, grounding him a bit as he leans in to meet her kiss.

”I am afraid this is the cross we must bear as attractive people.” It’s said in a joking manner, though Loki does think they are both quite attractive people. “Perhaps word got around about our run in with the statue and we’ve become the in demand pair?” He chuckles slightly, but it quickly turns to a moan as the tentacles grip on his cock tightens slightly.

[ cntd ]

[ Still soaked and tight from her most recent climax, the sensation of Loki's cock filling her sends shivers running through Nami's entire body, leaving her inner thighs twitching against his hips while she draws them tightly around him. The statue's fingers have left her wildly sensitive, partially due to the fact that being teased by stone had been unexpectedly arousing, but the thrill of it has left her senses charged as ever. The blunt crescents of her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches against him, grinding against the hot press of his cock while it's drawn deeply inside her, greedily chasing after more. ]

Fuck, that's perfect.

[ On the verge of pulling a hand away to pinch and tug at her nipples, the statue stops her, making its presence known when it curves over Nami's breast instead, the swollen length of its cock dragging across her thigh before it brushes along the curve of Loki's ass.

The statue holds back, seemingly evaluating the way the two of them arrange their bodies as its hands run down their sides, and lower until the gentle press of cool stone against her ass makes her gasp again in shock. ]

Do you want him to fuck your ass while you fuck me? [ She asks between kisses, her cunt shuddering around his cock as the statue continues to tease her ass. ] Or do I get you both inside me? [ Considering how worked up she's gotten, there's a high chance the statue might get to enjoy both before she's spent. ]

[As he finally bottoms out inside her, there’s a deep feeling of relief. As much as he has enjoyed what has happened so far (as much as he might not be willing to admit that he has), there is nothing quite like the moment when you enter someone this way. She’s tight and wet and feels incredible around his cock.

Perfect. That is the exact right word for it.

For just a moment, Loki almost forgets about the statue, as he becomes fully engrossed with how it feels to be with Nami again. Then it makes itself known again, the feel of its heavy, hard cock dragging along his skin.]

I somehow think we might get to enjoy both. [He doesn’t realize he’s echoed her own thoughts, he’s completely consumed with the knowledge that he wants both as well. He might be a little embarrassed to admit, but he has to admit, at least to himself, that deciding isn’t something he wants to do.]

Ladies first?

[ The hard heat of his cock spreading her walls apart as he fills her sends a sharp pang of pleasure rocketing through her senses, making her moan against his mouth as her body arches up to press him deeper inside her. Stone fingers tug and tease first one nipple, and then the other, feeding into that molten tension brewing in her core, encouraging every roll of her hips.

Another blissful sound escapes her as his willingness to have the statue first makes her cunt shudder around his cock in anticipation, while the statue, seemingly aware of what they're plotting between them, lets its hand move between their bodies, teasing Nami's clit as Loki's cock fills her, getting her ready for more. ]

I don't think I'll be happy until we enjoy both. [ She answers, her voice a shaky whisper against his lips before Nami turns to look over her shoulder at the statue, her eyes half-closed and dazed from the pleasure she's already feeling while caught between the marble fingers on her clit and Loki's cock fucking into her. ] Be gentle with me.

[ Nami's hands rove over Loki as the statue slicks up her hole with her own slick, tugging at his nipples as she feels the finger formerly teasing her clit slowly start to fill her ass, moving in tandem with its other hand as it teases Loki's hole before starting to fill him as well. ]

[One day, he hopes, he might have the opportunity to have Nami without some strange interaction from the House. Their first time together was about as close as that got, but even that hadn’t exactly been normal. The bottom line is, being with her is wonderful and he doesn’t need the House to interfere for him to know that. All it takes his the feeling of her body reacting to him as he begins to rock his hips, delving deeper and deeper into her as the Statue continues to tease them.

The sounds she’s making don’t hurt either. His own body shivers in response, knowing how much she’s enjoying this. How much they are both enjoying this. He’s almost giddy at the thought of the Statue penetrating her at the same time he is and then to be fucked himself as he continues to bury himself inside her.

He worries a little at just how much he likes this, but it’s far too late for all that.

Loki wants to tell her not to worry, that he would not let the Statue hurt her, but he’s not confident in those words considering he couldn’t seem to get them out of this position right from the start, but even as he tries to speak, to respond to her in some way, it all just comes out as a deep and guttural moan. His back arches at the feel of her hands on him. It’s not often that someone goes for his nipples and he feels surprised at how the pinch drives straight down to his cock.

Then, when both of its fingers begin to feel them, all thought leaves his head. His hips buck forward, taking her deeply as the hard finger returns to his ass while at the same time he can almost feel the other one as it breaches her, as they both push into her at the same time. His head falls forward and without much thought he takes one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard at her breast. One hand finds its way back between their bodies and Loki takes up rubbing her clit now that the Statue’s hand is busy with more important things.]

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