[ a couple more tentacles slither out from behind her to snare him in their slimy grip; holding him in place, since it doesn't seem like either of them are going to be able to do so for much longer. her hands on his arms tremble, as the tentacles in his ass alternate thrusts, each doing their damnedest to be the one that fucks him the deepest. the tentacle in his mouth continues fucking his face, though once its significantly wet it withdraws and turns on d.va, forcing its way into her own ass and prompting a strangled cry that has her shuddering and sending the tremors along to all of the tentacles working him. another tentacle is there to replace it though, brushing his undoubtedly swollen lips as if waiting for an invitation, though it inevitably just pushes its way back in. then there's still the tentacles attached to his chest, sucking and licking at his nipples with their strange tongues, because he clearly wasn't being overstimulated enough. ]