There was a bathroom attached to the room Jonah had been given, but Torin led Jonah out of there and to his own room, where the tub – well, pool, Jonah supposed – was already full. Jonah leaned against Torin as Torin stripped him, then ushered him over to the edge.
“Get in.”
Jonah did as he was told. The warm water relaxed his muscles, and it was only a few seconds before Torin joined him, turning Jonah in his arms until they were face to face. They kissed leisurely, legs tangling below the surface of the water.
“I’m glad I answered Ez’s email,” Jonah said as they parted, and Torin laughed.
“So am I,” he said. “And the rest of them.”
Jonah nodded. He kissed Torin’s neck, and when that made him shiver, he kissed a little lower, lips trailing down to Torin’s shoulder.
“Nice and slow this time,” Torin murmured, and Jonah felt a tentacle nudge at his entrance.
He all but crawled into Torin’s arms, pushing him back against the edge of the pool before a tentacle wrapped around each of his legs, holding him in place. His cock pressed against Torin’s stomach. Jonah groaned when more tentacles tightened around his arms, his middle, and Torin took Jonah’s face in his hands to kiss him soundly again.
“Slow,” he said, and all the tentacles undulated as one. Whatever sound Jonah had been about to make caught in his throat, pleasure rippling through him like a wave.
“That’s it.” Torin kissed Jonah’s temple. “There’s no rush. Let it come to you.”
Jonah sucked in ragged breaths. He was weightless, the tentacles keeping him up in the water, keeping him pressed against Torin. He couldn’t move to get himself off even as he hardened; the tentacles had him immobilised, spread just how Torin wanted him.
And he wanted to goslowly.
“Open your mouth,” Torin murmured. Jonah didn’t know how much time had passed since his eyes had fallen shut. The tentacles moved softly over his skin, inside him, and he knew there were two in him now, but there was no pain, only gentle, perfect pressure.
He opened his mouth obediently, breathing deeply through his nose as a tentacle pushed its way inside. When he sucked, Torin groaned, lips pressing against the side of Jonah’s neck.
“Could keep you like this forever,” he murmured. Jonah didn’t know if he was talking to himself, but he didn’t seem to need an answer, so he focused on the tentacle in his mouth, sucking gently just to feel it roil against his tongue.
“We could keep each other on the edge forhours,” Torin whispered. Whatever siren song was in him, it reached out now, fuelling the flames in Jonah’s belly and making his cock jerk between them. “It wouldn’t be a rush. I could tip you over theedge over and over again, but so softly, Jonah. It’d be too much and not enough. You’d let me.”
He was certain – and Jonah couldn’t begrudge him that. Hewouldagree to it, would want it. Already, Jonah could imagine a lazy day of it, of being spread out on a bed or in this pool, Torin filling him and touching him and making him cum over and over again in a way that was never quite too much.
Jonah whimpered. The tentacles on his hips tightened and Torin’s breath was hot on his ear.
“More?” he asked.
Jonah nodded.
The tentacle in his mouth pushed deeper as the ones in his arse did. They pressed against his prostate and retreated, darting flicks that made Jonah’s heart race. He began to shake, cock throbbing where it was pressed between them.
Torin didn’t reach for it.
Instead, his fingers traced a pattern down Jonah’s spine, tentacles sliding over Jonah’s skin almost like he was agitated. Jonah moaned. He wanted Torin to cum, too, wanted him to drench him with it.
Water splashed over the edge of the pool as Torin moved more, rocking them back and forth. Jonah mewled and shook, and the tentacles tightened, sucking at his skin, sliding over him, around him, into him—
One slid over his slit, then again, and Jonah’s groan was muffled by the tentacle in his mouth. The ones in his arseswelled. Torin’s breath was harsh in his ear. Jonah dug his fingers into Torin’s shoulders. Fuck, he was going to – He was—
“Show me,” Torin said,commanded,and Jonah didn’t make a sound as he came. His cock jerked, jet after jet of cum shooting into the water.
The tentacles all quivered as one and Jonah sucked hard on the one in his mouth. Torin let out a harsh breath, bit off a curse, and Jonah swallowed when cum spurted down his throat. He felt it in his arse too, he was sure, as well as over his skin above and below the water.
Torin withdrew the tentacle from Jonah’s mouth but kept the others where they were as they floated for a while. Jonah nudged his jaw, kissing the underside of his chin.
“I’ll stay here tonight,” he said. His voice came out rough, and all the tentacles still holding him in place twitched as one.
Torin’s voice was deceptively light. “Alright,” he replied.
