S/He realized too late why s/he was looking so cheeky.
Their tentacle found the flat of Vin'nyla's stomach again but when their tentacle gripped their left tentacle, s/he reached back and unwrapped their feelers.
"It was kind of hurting when you kept squeezing my tentacle so darned hard yesterday. But I liked it"
S/He shamelessly guided their feeler up until their palm was pressed firmly between their tentacles. Vin'nyla's pulse quickened. Their gap was warm and soft. S/He could feel their tentacles curled slightly over their body.
When the first big air wave came s/he carefully thrust them forward, their tentacles pressing hard enough into them that s/he could feel them. S/He caught the wave's curl and surfed off.
