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The party had been walking for what felt like hours, Laios not only felt this way due to the dull ache in his feet but also the gnawing guilt about hiding the truth of his sword from his fellow party members. Overwhelmingly he was excited to have such a cool sword, literally a living sword, fighting monsters with monsters. However under all of that Laios held hesitance about putting the fate of his party in the hands of a monster. After all, monsters weren't to be trusted, but truly what harm could come from a mollusk disconnected from its colony. With no eggs to protect, Laios doubted this sword had much instinct and wasn't even sure the creature occupying his sword would survive.
Deciding to put his worries aside for now, he continued to trudge alongside Marcille who had been content to walk in silence. Chilchuck had been leading the party, checking for and disarming traps as he came upon them. With Senshi following close behind him, hosting his own dialog about the moss and other algae living on the stone walls of the second layer. It wasn't clear to Laios if Chilchuck was even listening to Senshi, but it didn't appear to make him any less passionate about the green and orange plants of the dungeon walls.
As they walked on, Senshi's facts started to dwindle in occurrence, and the pace of the party was slowing to a crawl. “Hey guys we should probably stop here and set up camp for the night, we won't be of any use in the third layer if we aren't well rested” Laios called out. His party was quick to agree. Senshi confirmed that a room off to the left would be as good a place as any. After Chilchuck double checked that the room was disarmed they started to set up camp. Tired from the trip today, and from the fight against the living armor the party settled to eat leftovers. Much to Senshis chagrin, promising that they will be having a balanced breakfast and muttering a menu to himself as he retired to his bedroll.
With Senshi and Chilchuck already making moves to settle in for the night, it was a stand off between Marcille and Laios as to who would take the first shift. Marcille of course offered, but from the looks of it Laios wasn't sure she would be alert enough to fend off any threats.
”Go to sleep Marcille, i'll wake you for second shift” and with that Laios was the last one awake.
With the ache of his feet he sat against the entrance to the room, taking off his boot and finally making a move to unstrap his sword. As he reached for the sheath he was met with a mass of feelers reaching out from the emblem of his sword.
Looking down at his sword he felt almost a pang of guilt, this creature was reaching out for the rest of his colony. For the rest of itself, looking for direction and motive in its movements. Though when dealing with a monster guilt isn't so potent, and Laios also knew how cool it was! He had discovered the truth behind the living armor, a truth that he can now research before anyone else!
With a quick look to confirm his party was asleep he decided now was as good a time as any to jot down some notes. Set the sword to his left side, just in case someone woke up and peaked over, his leg would shield the white mass. As he started rifling through his bag for his notebook he felt the sword clank into the side of his armor. The thinner of the feelers started to spread out on the metal panel of his thigh.
This confirmed two things, that within this mass some of the tentacles were closer to a foot of a traditional sea mollusk aiding in movement. While the thinner tentacles were most like captacula, thin tentacles that probe for food that bring said food into the shell.
This discovery had brought Laios a new wave of energy needing to record this! Quickly writing this down, and starting to ponder about the connection between this mollusk and the crab-like creatures that were often mimics. That train of thought was quickly interrupted as he looked down and saw that the thinner tentacles were able to expand to find the cracks in his metal armor and were starting to snake against his thigh. Laios quickly added a note that they must be searching for the warmth associated with a food source.
With the feelers getting higher and higher up his thigh Laios went to move his sword, starting to pull the tentacles off his armor. Discovering that all of his strength couldn't get the sprawling mass of white to move even a bit. Panic was starting to set in as the tentacles reached his inner thigh, and his body had a reaction to this touch causing arousal to stir in his gut
“No no no” Laios in a panic whispered to the sword “Im not food, get out of my armor”
Laios instinctively reached to try and remove his armor, to get the intruding creature out. But with the movement his armor clanged and he heard someone from his party lightly stir. God he desperately didn't want to be caught harboring this creature, let alone with this creature engulfing his thighs. His only option was to pull the creature out, so as he continued to pull at the tentacles as they continued to reach further between his legs until one very light brushed his dick.
Laios bites back a noise and said a silent prayer that it would move on
His prayer was quickly ignored as he started to become erect from the light pressure, it was as if the tentacles could sense his arousal as they all stopped their individual prodding of his legs and started to move to his inner thighs. The tentacles on his dick flicked downward in a brushing motion, before starting to wrap around him.
Laios let out a startled breath as more tentacles reached his dick, all lightly prodding him in different ways. Some starting to wrap around him, some lightly brushing over the surface until one experimentally swiped across the swollen head of his dick
A whine escaped his lips before he could bring up his hand to muffle the noise. Once again causing a light stir from the bed rolls to his right
Laios desperately knew he couldn’t be caught like this, so he resorted to biting down on his gloved hand as the tentacles continued to engulf him. And just as the whine sounded the tentacles on the head of his dick doubled in thickness and started rubbing circles across his now weeping dick. The other tentacles matching the pace of the thicker tentacle, started to stroke up, adding enough pressure to make Laios jump
As they continued to move around him in the rhythmic manner, Laios became aware of how heavy he was breathing and how good this felt. It was as if his sword was learning based on every twitch and breath. As the tentacles speed up he could also feel the ones still resting on his inner thighs start to move across his balls and his taint
‘Oh no, why did I think they would stop there’ thought to himself while trying to wiggle away from the digit that was now pressing against the ring of muscle. Moving away from the creature wasn't an option. The small tentacles finally pressed into him, causing him to bite down even harder on his gloving praying no one would wake up.
The tentacles on his dick speed up again, with the one on his tip started to swipe across the slit over and over again fast each time. He could tell he was getting close and wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last at this pace. Laios, lost in the sensation of the tentacles on his dick quickly forgot about the thin one that was currently feeling along the inside of him. Until it pushed right against his prostate, causing him to curse and buck up in his armor and setting him over the edge. As Laios dick spilled over, he continued to thrust up into the tentacle's grip.
Bucking and whining as they continued to milk him through his orgasm. Just as Laios reached the end of his orgasm, he felt the tentacles stop moving against his dick. However, the digit that had been pushing at his prostate didn't stop and started to grow in thickness pushing itself up against his prostate over and over with desperation. The sensation was too much causing Laios to writhe as he felt himself become erect again, and felt the tentacles start to lap at the tip of his weeping dick again.
The sensation kept building as the creature continued to thrusting in and out of him. Laios now gasping against his hand came again with a full body shudder, once again being milked for every last drop. Finally as Laios stilled from his orgasm the creature quickly started to retreat from his skin and from his armor back behind the emblem of his sword. Leaving Laios with a new-found level of exhaustion and curiosity about the creature he had accidentally added to their party.
Realizing it was soon to be the end of his watch, Laios wrote one final note on the creature before waking up Marcille:
“Cum eaters”