[Oh okay he's just gonna let his leg flop against the back of the couch as the Overseer slowly figures his way around then. There are little tremors working their way through him, making his muscles jump and twitch in odd places and his bulge curls quite anxiously down on itself]
[His hands rise sort of slowly, careful not to pull his gills too hard, too quickly, and he pushes the tangle of his hair back with one hand, half covering his face as he whines faintly. But his other hand finds the arm of the couch behind him and pushes, shoving himself down to meet the Overseer's next thrust]
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[His hands rise sort of slowly, careful not to pull his gills too hard, too quickly, and he pushes the tangle of his hair back with one hand, half covering his face as he whines faintly. But his other hand finds the arm of the couch behind him and pushes, shoving himself down to meet the Overseer's next thrust]