[ all the bulb feels like is a huge, heavy thing inside of him, rubbing against him with every tiny movement. the plants play this game with him whenever he comes down here, overstimulating him, sometimes restraining him until they've had their quota of fertilizer from him, but they don't usually keep him waiting like this.
the idea sparks, though-- maybe tim wouldn't keep him waiting. maybe tim would give him what he needs.
despite the pollen enhancing certain bestial instincts, the plants have also taught him that patience is rewarded. he's happy to focus on tim first, nudging the sucker plant off tim's cock so he can curl his fingers around it and stroke, warm and gentle. the first time is overwhelming, he remembers. ]
I assume you mean here, [ he murmurs in tim's ear, gently fisting him. his own cock is hard and straining against tim's thigh, and he rubs it suggestively against him. ]
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the idea sparks, though-- maybe tim wouldn't keep him waiting. maybe tim would give him what he needs.
despite the pollen enhancing certain bestial instincts, the plants have also taught him that patience is rewarded. he's happy to focus on tim first, nudging the sucker plant off tim's cock so he can curl his fingers around it and stroke, warm and gentle. the first time is overwhelming, he remembers. ]
I assume you mean here, [ he murmurs in tim's ear, gently fisting him. his own cock is hard and straining against tim's thigh, and he rubs it suggestively against him. ]
Put your hands on me. Help me catch up.