[ It especially doesn't really feel satisfying under a blanket in the middle of the forest and through shorts. But he's feeling it too, especially as she does begin the rub. He's getting less immediate satisfaction or even stimulation, but... But well, whatever, he can keep this up, she's blushing and squirming and clearly likes it, so he can keep one hand there and keep going under the bow! It's strange hoe it feels like velvet but because of the tentacles he knows it's flesh.
The other hand, though... it goes to dust itself on the edge of the blanket as if deciding if he should move it, decides not to, and goes to over her stomach through the sweater ]
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The other hand, though... it goes to dust itself on the edge of the blanket as if deciding if he should move it, decides not to, and goes to over her stomach through the sweater ]