[The tentacles were unkind to the Project as well, grabbing both his arms and binding them together above his head, as they explored his clothed body. Fluffy thought clothes were such odd things. He didn't have to wear any! Master only wore them half the time! He didn't understand their purpose at all
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Sh-shoot it, dammit! Shoot it!
[ He's well aware that he can't of course, but he's starting to get frantic now as he feels the tentacles on his lower back. But Fluffy didn't seem to stop there as it begins to slither it's way under Project's shirt. ]
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[And, while he's sure of that, he can't help but snap at him anyway. He shivers and tenses up as the tentacles slid around and tried to thrash his way free] Quit it quit it!
[As for Arthur, Fluffy curiously slides the tentacle roaming his back around him, exploring his belly and chest, rubbing there, curiously, on his nipples.]
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[ There's a sharp intake of breath followed by a breathless gasp as Arthur feels the tentacles begin to rub at the more sensitive places on his chest, squirming and starting to thrash even more as he shut his eyes. ]
[ There's no lack of love for P.R.E.U. however as a tentacle or two manages to start traveling up his pantleg, stopping and taking it's time as they began massaging at his inner thighs. ]
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[it doesn't help that several of the wires in it had been cut and twisted and generally ruined.]
[Oh, Arthur, Fluffy likes it when you squirm, don't you know? The thinner, smaller part of the tentacle tweaked and squeezed the boy's nipples, Fluffy becoming greatly amused by his reactions.]
[From P.R.E.U. there was a startled squeak, and more wriggling, even though that felt sort of good. In a creepy, not-enjoying-this-at-all way. He kicked, although he knew it wouldn't do much good.]
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