Tentacles (Roses/twins)
The Black Queen, as it turned out, had a rose garden. Roses weren't the only thing it contained, and those were no ordinary roses.
Two perfectly matched cheshire cats discovered this quite by accident, lured by the sweet smell of roses. Plants shouldn't move, but these did, and the cats were caught fast, held like tigers by their tails. Vines like ropes twined with the tails, and pulled, and then both were suspended, dangling from their tails, only their toes touching the ground. They were close enough to link the fingers of their hands, so they did, watching vines of varying width draw closer like serpents.
"Hey, this isn't Jack and the Beanstalk!" one groused, then choked, as thin vines swirled around ankles and crept upwards, upwards, tickling inner thighs and wrapping decisively around both balls and cocks, clamping like two anchors while all the other vines moved, stroking, teasing, poking. Eyes only for each other and for the vines at their cocks, both failed to notice new vines dropping from above, which moved to frame their faces and poke into their furry ears. Vines also extended from the ones around their tails, and these were the thickest ones, the ones the cats most instinctively feared. They squeezed each others hands tightly as those vines, rough in texture but with no thorns, moved with determination around hips and up chests.
"Enough! Kyouya!" one shouted, just before a thick pointed vine entered each mouth, thrusting in and out as if they knew what it was to fuck. The vines did not linger, but as soon as they were wet with saliva, they retreated and circled around to dig between ass cheeks, under tails, pressing, opening. Feline mouths were not allowed to be idle; as soon as one set of vines left, another intruded, one breath later. One pair of wetly glistening vines stretched down to coil around cocks that were already bound, stroking, squeezing. Another set withdrew to poke at nipples, and these were by far the worst, as they caged chests and slowly pulled, pulled the two cats up and apart, away from each other. Both trembled as their fingers reached and strained, trying to maintain the comfort of touch, and both cried out around gagging vines as their hands finally disconnected. Fingers flew to fight the restraints keeping them apart.
Beautiful blood red roses did not approve of this rebellion, and new vines with thorns snaked up and around, pricking, scratching, drawing tiny coordinating drops of red blood at the inside of a knee, over the bone of a hip, inside an armpit. Each prick caused both bodies to jolt, as each pair of eyes followed the thorns and roses on the other body. A long, violent scratch to a cheek, and both cats subsided, limp, succumbed as they were fucked in earnest, stretched wider and wider by the vines in their asses. Two prostates were found at the very same moment, and two bodies' convulsions dug thorns in deep. All eyes closed, giving in to sensation as the vines synced their rhythm, into asses and mouths and then out, while coils thrust around cocks in tandem. With all eyes closed the cats had no warning, as vines of the thinnest diameter slid under foreskin, and into slits, and in, and in, and in.
They would have come by now, they both knew, but for those evil small vines at the base of their cocks. Still, they hated their upper restraints the most. Each body strained towards the other, against reason, and only met painful thorns. Faster, deeper, harsher the vines went, until both bodies shook with need, mindless, the pain of their cocks' need well beyond the pain of the thorns. Just when loss of consciousness loomed, the thin vines relinquished both cocks, timed with an inward thrust which held, and two worlds exploded black and white and red and purple.
And the roses could be gentle as well -- blood red petals caressed eyelids and smalls of backs and softening cocks and toes, all of which trembled. Then all the petals fell from the roses, more and more and more until a thick cushion was formed, and two limp cats were lowered delicately by their tails into a warm, soft nest.