<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (12:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Campus, approaching Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amelie, Syra mentioned, Open?<br/><hr/><br/>Never did he imagine her to be so intense of a partner... She looked so disheveled and in need of the activity now, leaving him to wonder if maybe he wound up introducing her to something new. Surely he couldn't be the only one, she seemed to know just what to do, having even gone as far as to try and help get his pants off until the tendril penetrated her.<br/><br/>The moments after that were interesting, the tendrils trying to control her writhing movements, a few of his metal possessions within his pockets causing his clothes to float up while he struggles to hold her. Even her weight seems to sway, sometimes being heavier and other times returning to near weightlessness, but soon the rollercoaster finally stops as the vine ceased pumping her sex full of sap and allowed her to properly process what just happened. Little but heavy breathing is exchanged for the moment as the two rest against each other, before she's the first to move... Whatever she tried to ask him, her sentence seemed to be cut short. He looks down for a moment, watching as she tries to continue unbuckling his pants while clenching hard on the tendril inside her.<br/><br/>"I-It's... One of my things..." He panted softly, referring to the unique function of his tendrils. He reached down, running fingertips against her sex to collect a bit of the sap, before he licked it up and shivered like someone getting a sugar rush. "Little too sweet..." he chuckles softly while smearing a little on her lips, taking a deep breath as his other hand moves to help undo his belt as well as the button on his pants. With his remaining vines supporting her, he pushes himself into a stand, legs just a little shaky as he begins to tug the cloth down and leave himself fully bare for her enjoyment.<br/><br/>The distant call of another student left him almost bursting with a grin as he casually guided one of the vines wrapping Amelie to wave hello to the student apparently having a bad day. Her voice seemed familiar... But he was too focused on other things to pin it right now...<br/><br/>Guiding Amelie back in close, the moment of separation seemed to be enough to make her come back in with further kisses, staggering his breath as he moves to meet the demand for affection. The vine down below withdraws a moment later, leaving her bare sex, oozing and all, to rest against his erect cock while the vine maneuvers to her backside, the tip pressed against the crown of her hole. Another removes itself from the encirclement supporting her to wrap around her breasts, accentuating them even further. He's forced to keep the remainder at bay, as they're not in a private place to consider giving her the full experience yet. It wouldn't pay to get utterly messy when they needed to have lunch soon...<br/><br/>Guiding a hand to her cheek, he looks into her eyes and nods to her to make the first move, his body more than capable of handling the rest of what would folllow.