‘if you haven’t already’ omfg what do you take me for, writing cherik as [insert animal/object here] is not my forte as I’ve only done it once compared to certain other people who specialize in it haha
I feel like slugs have been done before? idek someone send in a link for me to share with you crazy kids if there is one
otherwise you’re lucky it’s Friday man. wiki page is here (and I am pointedly ignoring that second paragraph ok don’t even ask me to go there) and this vid is just…something else.
Erik has lost count for how long they’ve been circling each other, round and round and round, their private leaf shining with trails of thick, clear mucus left behind in their wake. He licks Charles again, delighting in the slightly smaller slug’s fresh, earthy taste and the way Charles shivers in delight, nudging closer to lick Erik back. Erik sighs in contentment, congratulating himself once again for picking up on Charles’ trail so many hours ago and pursuing the smaller slug.
Shall we? Charles asks him, brushing his two small feelers gently across Erik’s face.
After you, Erik tells him, unable to resist giving him one last lick.
Charles leads the way up the tree, climbing slowly but steadily while Erik follows in his wake, latching on to Charles’ keel gently. He nibbles on Charles lightly all the way up to the first overhanging branch, sliding along through Charles’ slime in a nice, smooth glide.
They reach the underside of the branch and begin to twine together, wrapping around each other as closely as they can manage. Charles lets out a soft moan as Erik makes sure to coil his full body around the smaller slug, holding him in a tight, firm grasp with a low growl of mine.
They release their hold on the branch together as one, sliding slowly down in midair, held aloft only by a single thick, white rope of mucus still anchored to the bark. They spin slowly as they descend, holding on to each other tightly in a sticky, slick embrace.
They release their penises from their gonopores, or tiny little openings just behind their heads, extending them out longer and longer, watching as they begin to corkscrew. Charles jolts in Erik’s grasp when Erik begins to twine his cock around Charles’ wrapping them together just like he had their bodies, reaching around to brush his feelers against Charles’ face when the smaller slug whines.
Their joined cocks begin to fan out, forming a translucent, flower-like globe, and they both moan as they come in unison, transferring their sperm between each other through their bond, fertilizing one another. Later they’ll both lay hundreds of eggs, their very own brood, and likely Charles has already thought up names for every single one.
Erik, Charles sighs, limp in his grasp, that was amazing.
Ah yes, Erik replies smugly, greatly pleased, slimy but satisfying.
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