Merecia clutches at Gerad more and more tightly, panting and gasping between kisses, assailed by the constant electricity and thrusting.<br/><br/>Mordred pulls his tongue out, getting up as more tentacles wrap under her to support her weight. He licks his lips as he looks down at her. "Mmm, that's a start, care to return the favor?" He opens his pants, pulling his cock out and holding it in front of her, a strange but appealing  aroma wafting out around him.