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It's been a long day, and Anna-Sarah's tired. She takes as many classes as she can, and does her homework at school. It's better than home, and her foster parents won't let her move to on-campus housing.
Their car isn't in the driveway, and she sags with relief as she fumbles her key into the door and eases it open.
He laughs, and pulls her closer, and this time his whole body flares with heat. The faint silhouettes of bones are visible, glowing brighter than the flesh around them. It's not quite hot enough to raise blisters on contact, but it's definitely enough to leave painful red marks.
...That will result in some intensely mixed feelings, and appropriate accompanying noises.
Oooh what lovely noises.
He holds her in his scalding-hot arms, kisses her neck with scalding-hot lips, and fucks her with his scalding-hot tentacle dick.
He laughs and digs his claws into her hips. Rivulets of blood run down her thighs.
"Oh, do you? Good to know." It wriggles inside her. "'Course, you haven't seen everything it can do yet."
He laughs, and hugs her closer, dragging his claws down her back. Blood drips off her and down into the indefinite reaches of the Forever Stairs. His temperature remains unreasonable.
"You ain't seen nothin' yet."
He kisses her neck and fucks her harder, digging his claws into her thighs to hold her in place.
It's a very good whimper. He appreciates it very much.
"I'll show you the thing if you want," he offers. "I'll even cool off for it. Can't promise you won't regret asking, though."
"All right," he says, and he returns to a temperature in the normal human range. The glow fades at the same time.
His tentacle-dick slides deep inside her, as deep as it will go, and then...
...bites her?
It didn't have teeth before, at least not visibly, but it certainly does now, a ring of sharp points latching firmly onto her cervix. And if those are teeth then what follows can presumably be called a tongue, seeking out the opening and forcing itself inside.
She clenches and moans when he returns to a comfortable temperature, then shrieks when he bites her.
Oh that's a really good sound. He digs his claws a little deeper, shivering happily.
As much as the initial bite hurt, the subsequent miniature tentacle-fuck turns out to be significantly worse.
It's weird and painful and uncomfortable but now that her vagina itself isn't in pain she can pay attention to that. She clenches again and whimpers.
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