[ But still drowsy; languidly, warmly, entangled in the fingers of sleep. Still tucked into his own head where she tucks herself also. She might not be the first one people pointed to, when it came to people who took to the symbiote, but she sure does jump right for it. Going into people's heads, feeling out the shape of their insides; an invasive species. She is that. She and her tentacles, dripping sea glass green sure are that. Though at the moment she's mostly just restless, an idle kind of horny that she just wants to share with someone. Her hand drifts down into her own underwear. ]
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[ But still drowsy; languidly, warmly, entangled in the fingers of sleep. Still tucked into his own head where she tucks herself also. She might not be the first one people pointed to, when it came to people who took to the symbiote, but she sure does jump right for it. Going into people's heads, feeling out the shape of their insides; an invasive species. She is that. She and her tentacles, dripping sea glass green sure are that. Though at the moment she's mostly just restless, an idle kind of horny that she just wants to share with someone. Her hand drifts down into her own underwear. ]
( What d'you think? )