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“Stede,” Ed said, eyes shining in excitement. “Look what I found.”
Stede looked up from the couch, Ed’s expression immediately catching his complete attention. Ed was holding a plain paper bag in one hand.
“What?” Stede asked, putting his book down as Ed approached.
Ed held out the bag and Stede carefully took it into his lap. It was heavier than he expected, a sleek black box contained within. Stede took a sharp breath as he pulled it out of the bag and saw the image and words on the side of the box.
‘The sucker, a silicone tentacle dildo.’
“Holy shit, Ed,” he whispered, eyes wide as he turned the box in his hands.
“Know it’s a fantasy for ya, so when I saw it I couldn’t resist.”
Stede struggled to keep his breathing in check as he opened the box and drew the toy out. It was a deep, rich, translucent purple with silver swirls and a large suction cup on one end. It was thick at the base, tapering out over its considerable length. Suckers covered one side of the shape, perfectly imitating the texture of a tentacle.
Stede looked up at Ed, eyes wide and dark. “Ed, it’s perfect.”
Stede had never been more glad that he’d had an extra large shower installed in the bathroom, plenty of space for two. He’d prepped himself quickly as he and Ed had waited for the water to warm up, both of them panting into each other’s mouths. The room filled with steam and they broke apart.
“Ready, love?” Ed asked, breathlessly.
“So ready,” Stede answered.
Stede placed the tentacle on the floor of the shower, its jutting silvery purple length almost obscene. Ed bit his lip as Stede covered it in lube and knelt with his knees on either side. Stede took a deep breath and began to lower himself onto the tip. His mouth fell open with pleasure and it was all Ed could do not to crowd forward to kiss him until he was gasping. Instead Ed leant back against the glass of the shower and started to stroke his own cock languidly as Stede began to fuck himself down on his new toy in earnest.
It was a joy to watch Stede in his element. Ed knew Stede was a monster fucker at heart, god they’d watched certain movies so many times, and he was pleased his present was being so well appreciated already. Ed continued to stroke himself as Stede dipped lower and lower. Ed’s nerves were singing at the sight, his husband in absolute rapture. Suddenly Stede stilled and opened his eyes.
Stede reached out and grabbed Ed’s hips, pulling him forward. Stede looked up and made eye contact, sending fire racing through Ed’s body, before opening his mouth and swirling his tongue around the head of Ed’s cock. Ed groaned as Stede took him into his mouth and began sucking him off in earnest, bouncing on his tentacle at the same time.
“Ah, that’s it, oh fuck, yes Stede, fuck,” Ed babbled, barely aware of the words dropping from his mouth. He slid his hands into Stede’s hair and gripped, earning a muffled moan around his cock.
Stede was in heaven. The tentacle felt so damn good, the ridges of the sucker cups giving thrilling friction, the length enough for him to choose exactly how deep he wanted it, the riding position perfect to let him control how much sensation and where. Ed’s cock in his mouth was always delicious, filling him just exactly as he liked it. He fucked down onto the tentacle as he pulled up Ed’s length, then raised up on his knees as he sucked Ed down again. It was dizzying, the sensation of being completely filled in every way. He’d never been more turned on in his entire life. It was utterly overwhelming in the best way, while Ed poured praise over him.
Stede could feel the tell tale pool of heat forming in his belly, the tightening of his balls, the gathering of electricity in his nerves. Ed suddenly gasped out.
“Stede I’m gonna, oh fuck I’m gonna cooome!”
Stede’s mouth filled with hot, bitter come and he swallowed it down greedily. It was enough to push him over the edge and he moaned around Ed’s cock as his own painted stripes across the tiled floor of the shower.
Stede came back to himself as Ed had his arms around his chest, helping him to his feet on the slippery tiles.
“Holy shit, Ed,” he breathed. “That was, fuck, that was so good.”
“That might be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me,” Ed replied, seemingly just as affected. “Jesus, Stede. Sucking me while you fucked yourself on something I bought you? God.”
“Hmm,” Stede hummed. “I have plenty more ideas where that came from.”
Ed’s breath hitched. “What did I do to deserve you?”
“Be the kinda guy who comes home with a tentacle dildo, that’s what,” Stede laughed.
Ed grinned, “Ahh yeah, fair enough.”
They kissed, smiling, until Stede shivered. “Time to get under the water I think,” he said. “I’m freezing.”
“Yeah, sounds good. Let's get you all cleaned off and under the duvet.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too.”