At first, it throws him off, but after a moment, he threads the needle.
Or so he hopes.
The hand on his head goes back to careful clawpoints, runs down along the back of Charlie's neck, brushes lightly across the nape.
"We can make it slow. Agonizingly slow. Hearing you ask-" and he pauses, shivers, and another little dribble drips down the underside of his dick against Charlie's cheek, "ask for those things. I want to give you all of it. I want you to feel all of it, slow, so you can savor it. Every inch until you're full, and then, mmm, you can see how much of my tentacle you can get in your mouth. I bet you'll look so hot on my cock, my hand around yours. Tentacle or fingers, Charlie?"
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Or so he hopes.
The hand on his head goes back to careful clawpoints, runs down along the back of Charlie's neck, brushes lightly across the nape.
"We can make it slow. Agonizingly slow. Hearing you ask-" and he pauses, shivers, and another little dribble drips down the underside of his dick against Charlie's cheek, "ask for those things. I want to give you all of it. I want you to feel all of it, slow, so you can savor it. Every inch until you're full, and then, mmm, you can see how much of my tentacle you can get in your mouth. I bet you'll look so hot on my cock, my hand around yours. Tentacle or fingers, Charlie?"