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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?"

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“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.”

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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.

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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.