Gently releasing it's hold, Siya's cunt pulls the last 2 tentacles into Arkain's mouth, the tips still lightly stroking Arkain's skin all the way to his maw...<br/><br/>Siya's cock jerked when Arkain licked it. It LIKED that...and wanted to feel some more. Taking one last "look" around, it turned back and gently slid into Arkain's mouth. Once inside, it slowly lowered itself against Arkain's tongue, not wanting to impede Arkain's progress, but wanting to feel that tongue all the same...<br/><br/>Siya turns around and makes himself, and hopefully Arkain more comfortable; arranging himself in a sitting position. His tentacles were still in Arkain's throat, but Siya had a feeling that they wouldn't be that way for long. As he listens to Arkain's reassurances, he begins to feel better. Pressing his wings against the stomach walls and curving them around his body, he closes his eyes and takes a moment to study the sensations he's recieving: the moist, slick softness of the stomach,  the heat of the stomach, Arkain's strong heartbeat; slowing down after the tickling stopped,  Arkain's steady breathing, the warm pulse of Arkain's throat on his tentacles...and the lick to his cock. Siya's eye's flew open at that, he could feel how happy that lick made his cock.<br/>"Arkain...could.........could you lick my cock some more? It really liked that..."<br/>Some how, Siya felt strange asking that of his friend. It wasn't something that you could just go up to someone and ASK, so he felt embarrased...