Fabio, his manhood sensing the deep arousal of the fighting beasts before him, lead him over, parting the water like moses parting the red sea.

"Oh, happy days!~" Fabio sang, still holding his slimy princess to his chest as he floated over to the cock-beast and it's foe unabashed. "And so we fight, my love. For this is the day that Euphoric has made~" 

Like something out of a biblical painting, Fabio became one with the monster, tender and loving, all the while his minty-lover slipped against his chest, allowing the magic to flow through him entirely. His eyes closed in perfect ecstasy, his body moving and controlled by the absolutely pleasure as he surrendered himself to the tentacle and the tentacle bowed down to him. 
It was hella poetic and shit.