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[Oh, yeah, that was the universal expression of a guy who'd left his laundry to dry on the balcony and forgot about it until it started raining. Tim had been there before, when he'd actually lived planetside, and it was a pain to have to find a place to dry things indoors or scrounge up the quarters to go to a laundromat.]

[But there was definitely more commotion out on that balcony than there should have been for a man just getting his laundry. When Tim stuck his head out to check on him, well... it was pretty apparent what had happened. Majima's lower half was a sea of tentacles, and he had the thousand yard stare of a Vietnam vet.]

Hey, are you-- oh.

[Well, Tim couldn't say that he didn't understand the feeling. Thanks, fog god, they both hate it. He offered a hand to Majima, so that he'd have something to grab onto that wasn't the railing and they could maybe start getting him inside. The only thing worse than sudden monster changes was being soaked with new monster bits.]

Mazel tov, you're half octopus. [He's helping.] Here, come on, don't stay out in the rain. You'll catch a cold or something.

I can't --

[ And then he sneezed, because of course he did; one tentacle reached out reflexively to squeeze the comforter while he was at it. ]

Believe this.

[ He reached a hand out to take Tim's, but there seemed to be a problem. Unlike his legs, which were cool and did what he told them, Majima's new lower half seemed to be even more unruly than the tendrils had been. Or maybe it was just that they had actual physical suckers to grip the balcony rail with, which Majima hadn't even figured out how to work yet.

He tried, though. One of the tentacles peeled off and reached toward the doorway. The remaining seven did whatever the fuck they wanted; one wrapped around Tim's ankle, another started exploring the side of a potted plant. ]

I don't think... I can walk.

[ Bipedal motion was easy. Left foot, right foot. But what the fuck did you do when you had eight legs and seven of them wanted to be on break at Scoops Ahoy, what then. ]

[Well, Majima was definitely having some unruly limb issues. At least the tendrils would kind of listen to him when he paid attention to them; these tentacles just seemed to not give a fuck what Majima wanted them to do.]

Um. Okay. [Tim ducked his head and walked out onto the balcony with him.] I, uh, I could try picking you up? Would that maybe help?

[Take the whole limb thing out of the movement equation. Sure, his legs would have to unstick themselves from the balcony railing, but maybe they would just decide to stick onto Tim instead. Which was kind of its own problem, but at least they could have that problem inside, where it was dry.]

[And since Tim wasn't exactly a huge fan of getting soaked, he raised his wings up like a canopy over them. The feathers themselves had a sort of gauzy, transparent look to them, but they were solid enough when it came to water.]

[ Gosh, Tim was such a considerate guy, using his own wings like a giant feathery umbrella. If he wasn't sporting three faces at the moment, it would have been romantic. Maybe it still was?

One of the tentacles wound up and over Tim's shoulder, pulling Majima's body up enough so that he could reach up and just curl his hand up around the back of the man's neck. After that, more limbs would slowly follow. It felt soft and even velvety, that limb, but when those octopus muscles flexed it was fairly obvious that he could probably also snap a shark spine in half or some shit.

Majima's tendrils had liked Tim. Apparently, his new arms (legs??) were also very fond of him. Ordinarily, he'd be a little wary of someone suggesting they pick him up, but you know what? ]

I'd like that.

[ It sort of also occurred to him that Tim was like a foot taller and also had big, strong, arms? How could this be a bad thing, really. ]

I splurged on a new tub, you can just... y'know. Dump me in there. It's big enough for two people.

[Majima's tentacles definitely seemed to be fond of him; after that first tentacle wrapped around his shoulder and started hoisting the rest of him into Tim's waiting arms, the others followed after. They didn't feel bad, though the sensation of suckers on his skin was definitely odd, like rows of hickies. There was definitely a lot of strength in them, enough that Majima could've definitely hurt him if he'd been so inclined. Made sense-- octopi ate things like snails and crustaceans, right? Stuff with shells that needed to be smashed through. It'd make sense that they'd be strong for their size, and that a man-sized one would be very strong.]

Okay, I've got you.

[His boyfriend's weight wasn't a problem, he still felt about as heavy as hefting a bag of flour, but the addition of tentacles instead of legs provided a unique logistical conundrum. Normally, he would just carry Majima over the threshold like he was the world's most stony faced yakuza bride, but tentacles kind of nixed that option. So he just kind of tried to support his boyfriend's octopus lower half as much as he could with one arm and have the other wrapped around his back, holding him to his chest.]

[As he was getting Majima through his apartment and towards the bathroom, he started to notice that, well. Those tentacles really liked him. One of them was definitely going down the collar of his shirt, and another was most likely attempting to get down the back of his pants.]

Hey, uh, Gorō? Your, uh. Your tentacles are getting a little fresh with me? I wouldn't usually mind but I don't want to, y'know, drop you?

Sorry.

[ Majima sounded a little distracted with his face pressed up against the side of Tim's neck. But why wouldn't he be? God, Tim just picked him up like it was nothing -- which made sense, of course. The man could bench-press a couch with ease, but look, Majima had never been on that couch.

To his credit, he did try to call off his tentacles. His tentacles, what a world. The friskiest of them settled for simply skating over Tim's clothing for the moment, maybe giving his ass a little complimentary squeeze. Majima's own surviving clothes were mostly soaked; he'd popped a few buttons at the bottom and no doubt if he didn't get out of them pretty soon, he'd have to worry about catching a chill. Probably Tim, too, since he was essentially holding a wet wolftopus against his body like a sack of flour.

Anyway. In the bathroom was a tall cedar wood tub and yep. Plenty big enough to accommodate a merwolf. And guest. ]

I really like baths.

[ He said, like Tim had definitely asked. Man, he was feeling a little thirsty. ]

Can ya kinda just slide me in?

[Tim's front was definitely getting wet from the wet wolftopus that he was holding, which was fine, he didn't mind. The tentacles even kind of were behaving themselves, even if one of them was still getting kind of fresh with his butt. That was fine, though, Tim didn't mind much if there was a tentacle kind of squeezing his ass.]

[Majima really did have an impressive tub, though. Tall, made of some lovely reddish wood, big enough for two people, even if one of those people was unreasonably large. Tim shifted his grip on Majima so that he could reach the taps and start running the water; it would be kind of rude to just dump him into an empty tub.]

So, uh, how warm should this be? I don't know what temperatures are okay for an octopus. Or a half-octopus? Werewolftopus? God, I don't know.

[But he could still keep right on holding him like this for as long as he had to. It was fine, he wasn't terribly heavy and minotaur were unreasonably endowed with... stamina.]

Do you want me to help you get out of your clothes before I put you in?

I don't know. I like it nice and hot, y'know. Normally.

[ Once he was close enough to the edge, his tentacles started to reach out to the tub. One even made for the hot water tap to turn it on as the others began to detach from Tim, feeling along the deep ruddy wood instead. ]

Sure, but I don't think I've got too many buttons left on this shirt.

[ There was a pause as Majima shifted his arm around Tim's shoulders. ]

You're coming in, too, right?

[The tentacles seemed eager to get into the bath, but the rest of Majima seemed pretty content where it was, held in Tim's strong, beefy arms. And, really, Tim kind of liked holding him like this? Even if his tentacles were a little handsy, it was nice to be appreciated, and carrying him around did kind of make him feel strong.]

[Majima seemed secure enough, too, that he could keep his arm free to help unbutton his shirt the rest of the way. Might as well take it off before it got wet in the tub, right?]

Hm? Oh, yeah, sure. It's been a long time since I've taken a bath.

[Baths weren't super popular on space stations. And, well, nobody's getting a freaking bath on Pandora, bandits weren't known for their excellent personal hygiene. Which was, like, a problem. But, god, the idea of having a nice bath and maybe a book to read while he was in it? Amazing.]

[Once he got Majima's shirt situated and the tub was getting full, he'd deposit his half-aquatic boyfriend in the water.]

How's the temperature? Warm enough?

[ Majima seemed satisfied with this answer and, once his shirt was off, seemed more than content to wait in Tim's strong, beefy arms as the tub filled. ]

I can't remember the last time someone carried me.

[ Idly, one of his tentacles found its way over one of Tim's exposed biceps, clearly fond in its manner... if one could ascribe emotions to a tentacle, that was. ]

You're so strong.

[ Or maybe it was just reacting to Majima's overall sentiment. One way or another, he usually ended up taking care of other people, and Majima didn't mind -- it was only right to offer that support when he was the one with the means to give it. But today? Good thing Tim had been here to pull him out of the rain, or he might have had to drag himself across the floor, mutinous limbs in tow. As the first of his arms touched the water, they spread out, curling and looping and stretching out; one or two, however, remained touching Tim's thigh and wrapped loosely around his waist.

Majima let out an enormously satisfied sigh as he settled in, white-furred arms extended up behind his head while his claws slipped in and out a couple of times. Then he settled, leaning up against the side of the tub. ]

It's perfect, thanks. Come over here so I can help ya get your clothes off.

[ Yeah. Come on down, you juicy beef slab. ]

[Though most of Majima's tentacles went with him into the water, one or two of them stayed wrapped around Tim, like they were trying to coax him into following. Which was fine, Tim was planning on getting into the water anyway, so Majima's rogue limbs just needed to be a little patient.]

[At his boyfriend's insistence, Tim stepped up to the side of the tub so that he was within reach, pulling off his shirt and having to fight with it a little bit because wings made everything difficult. God, he wished he had just his usual beef monster bits, extra appendages were so complicated.]

I really could've done without the wings. [The shirt got tossed aside.] I don't even like heights, it's not like I'm gonna use them. Kinda seems like a waste to stick them on me.

[Once all of his clothes were off, it was into the tub for this monster mash. The water was deliciously hot, and Tim sighed as he sank down into it like the hunk of beef he was. He reached for Majima, because, well, if he was going to be a seven foot tall hunk of monster, they might as well take advantage of it and use him like a big bath pillow, right?]

Hey, c'mere.

[ Tim didn't have to ask twice; he was more than happy to cuddle up close. In fact, Majima seemed even handsier than usual, which sort of made sense because he had so many extra appendages. Tentacles started to gently explore along... well, whatever parts of Tim were exposed to the open bath really. The lengths of his thighs, the tuft of his tail, the wings and back and shoulders. Like they had a kind of innate curiosity that was no longer being inhibited now that there were no clothes in the way. ]

They look like they're made of glass or somethin'. Kinda pretty.

[ This time, he was the one leaning up for a kiss, a little contented noise escaping his throat as their lips brushed together.

One of Majima's appendages reached out to touch the side of Tim's secondary face -- a surprisingly delicate brush. It seemed almost cautious, perhaps about accidentally hurting him. As for the rest of him, well. Apparently, it hadn't taken him long to warm up to Tim's new monster parts. But it was only fair, right? Tim didn't seem weirded out by the tentacles, which might have struck Majima as a little more impressive than it did at present, when all that seemed to concern him was pressing as much of his own surface area as possible up against his boyfriend.

He didn't even notice the flush spreading over his skin (probably from the bath), or the way the creamy color of his cephalopod parts was darkening simpatico. ]

[Tim couldn't say that he was exactly surprised when the tentacles started getting frisky again; they seemed to just kind of do whatever they wanted, including feel up a load of beef. They weren't being rough, anyway, so Tim couldn't really see the harm in letting them do whatever they felt like.]

[Tim wrapped an arm around Majima's waist when he came in for the kiss and tried to trace his other hand along some of those curious tentacles. He'd never gotten the chance to be up close and personal with an octopus before, and the texture of his cephalopod skin was soft and almost velvety. Kind of nice, really, with a kind of pleasing amount of squish.]

[And considering that they were in a bath together, very naked, it probably wasn't that surprising when Tim went to deepen that kiss and run his hand up along one of Majima's new limbs, to where it met his hip. And then... got kind of lost, because there were really a lot of limbs down there now and they were kind of all moving around. Amidst that whole logistical issue, while Tim kind of felt around that area like he was looking for lost keys but also trying to be surreptitious about it, there was also a new question: where was his dick?]

[No, really. This had never happened to Tim before, he didn't know where Majima's penis was. Did... did octopi have penises? Was that even a thing?]

[ continued]

Edited 2019-09-15 23:13 (UTC)

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