[It takes him a moment to realize what feels wrong with all the other senses taken up with finding the best ways to make her write, to press her up against him or leave little blue marks down her neck, but after that moment he gets a creeping feeling up his spine and freezes, afraid to look down yet inexplicably unable to stop himself.

What...in the world...

Don't freak out. Just breathe. Just breathe..

.......................

A tentacle?!]