in that frog video you reblogged, it looked like the frog's tongue attaches at the front of its mouth? why is that, and do related amphibians have the same thing?
yup, that's exactly right!
frogs and their close relatives have their tongues set up exactly backwards of most other vertebrates- they attach at the FRONT of the mouth instead of at the back.
this is so that frogs can literally flip their tongues out of their mouths to grab distant prey- they don't actually zap those things out like a slingshot like in cartoons, they literally just flip em' forward on a hinge.
not that it matters much if you're a butterfly who flew to close and is now on an adventure to Frogguts Land, though.
but if you're a large and reasonably frog-proof ape, it's VERY interesting, so nyah.
sucks to be youuuuu
𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞
summary ─ foreplay is only the beginning of a fullfiling night.
pairing ─ demon!bucky barnes x reader
warnings ─ smut, +18, oral sex (f receiving), supernatural creature
a/n ─ this is a part of the underworld fic i wrote, but you don’t have to read it in order to understand this.
Bucky Barnes was a demon with horns, fangs, claws and a tail. It was easy to get used to them even though most of the time he preferred to hide them with his magic. You liked his real-self-look, but you weren’t going to say anything if hiding them made him feel better in public, it was not your place.
Then there was this invisible-when-he-wanted-them-to abilities of his. His tongue, for example.
Whenever he was going to town on your pussy, eating it out as messy as he could with soft bites peppered on the skin of your inner thighs, he would always surprise you with stretching his tongue.
It would grow, grow and grow until it was deep inside of you, licking and sucking, tip of his tongue stimulating that soft spot in you, and he would end up giving you an orgasm so good and hard that you would black out even for a couple seconds.
Today was no different.
He was not going easy on you as usual, but you weren’t complaining. He was between your legs, claws out while his hands held your thighs tightly in his grasp. His lips were closed around your clit, sucking, biting gently, and flicking his tongue on it: It felt so damn good.
Your hands were in his hair. Your fingers were pulling hard on the dark brown strands, sometimes they got wrapped around his thick horns and pulled onto them, Bucky loved it. He once said you pulling on his horns made him feel like he just had an orgasm. So, you made sure to do it every once in a while, because it made him moan loudly and ground his hips roughly against the mattress every goddamn time like now.
“Bucky,” you whimpered. He had released your clit, pitying the poor thing, and moved to your slit where he was licking your juices away with that smart tongue on his. You heard and felt him hum. “In me,” you moaned. You widened the stance of your legs as you gave him more space to work with, and held onto his horns tighter.
He shuffled forward a bit, squeezing his broad shoulders more into the V of your legs, and pushed your legs up and back. You gasped when you felt yourself exposed fully to his mercy. Bucky just moaned softly at the sight before him and then, he just dove right in.
His tongue licked your slit. His thumbs were placed onto the lips you had down there and they were pushed apart by them, putting your pussy on display even more. You wiggled. Bucky tsked as a warning and dropped his jaw. You watched as his tongue got long, long and even longer. You were breathless as it slipped inside you, slick muscle filling you up and making you throw your head back with a moan.
Bucky pulled his tongue out and then pushed it in. Soon, he had a pace all set and ruining you thoroughly. You were a gasping, moaning and sweating mess under his skillful mouth, all too willing participant of his feeding.
“’m close,” you gasped. Instinctively, you tightened your hold on his horns, pulled them in and ground your hips against his face. Bucky let out a muffled growl. You shivered. Your legs were trembling, stomach tensing as the heat in your body increased, increased and increased until it exploded.
With a sharp cry, you came on his tongue. Your back arched as he kept licking and sucking all the juices you were providing for him, and soon, you were pushing him away.
“Too much,” you panted. You felt like you were about to pass out because of how hard you were breathing. Bucky just hummed. He pulled his tongue out of you slowly but never stopped kissing your thighs, your mound, he even pressed a soft kiss on your clit. You shivered at the feeling. “Wanna kiss,” you slurred, digging your nails into his shoulder. Bucky immediately pulled back and draped his big body over yours.
His lips were shiny with your slick, red and swollen from all the things he did to you. He was all too happy to share the taste of your come with you, though, when he leaned for a passionate kiss.
“Don’t fall asleep on me,” he murmured, kissing the corner of your lips. “I’m not full yet.”
The night was long, and damned if you were letting him sleep with an empty stomach.