Fortegreen - Requested once again

Forteshifter dropped to his knees in front of you. His round green body shifted slightly, the gas tank on his back tilting as he leaned in close. The visor narrowing into a sly, hungry curve while his floating hands gripped your thighs, claws retracted so only smooth pressure remained.

He let his tongue slide out first: long, sharp-tipped, and slick, curling it slowly around the base of your cock. The wet heat of it dragged upward in one lazy stroke, tasting, teasing, before he parted his hidden mouth and took the head between his lips. A soft, muffled suck echoed as he hollowed his cheeks, the razor teeth carefully kept back while his tongue flicked and swirled around the sensitive underside.

"Mmmh..." The sound vibrated right through you, low and playful. He pulled back just enough to let his tongue lap at the head of your cock, collecting the bead of pre-cum with a deliberate swirl. His visor tilted up, the expression shifting to something teasing and submissive all at once, eyes unseen but the curve of the glass screaming mischief.

One of his hands drifted lower, fingers tracing your balls while a slick tentacle slipped out from under his suit near the crotch area. It coiled loosely around your thigh, squeezing in time with each slow bob of his head as he took more of your length into his mouth. The inside was hot and slippery, tongue pressing flat and stroking every inch he could reach without rushing, the faint scrape of his teeth adding just a edge of thrill before he soothed it with another wet suck.

He hummed again, the vibration traveling down your shaft while the tentacle pulsed and tightened, holding you steady. His floating hands kneaded your thighs possessively as he worked you deeper, throat relaxing around you with a wet gluck, eyes locked on your face through the visor the whole time, teasing, waiting, clearly loving being the one on his knees serving you like this.