Casey assumed Tsunis was packing something mind-blowing under that smooth flesh, but he hadn’t expected tentacles. Before his eyes, the smooth scales peeled away from flesh as wet, writhing tentacles. The tentacles coiled around each other tightly, settling into a pear-shaped form. It looked distinctly like a flower bud, bulbous at the bottom with a lengthening shaft that tulip-ed at the tip, all comprised of tentacles.
“Beautiful,” Casey breathed on an exhale. A tiny tentacle surged from the budding tip, pushing out a glob of slick similar to precum. Casey followed the droplet with his eyes as it traveled down the stem, around the curve of the bulb, and disappeared in the crease of Tsunis’ ass.
Tsunis moaned. Their head fell back onto the roots with a thud. Casey tore his gaze from the captivating sight to search their features, and fuck, they were hot. Burning up.
“Are you alright? Is it too much?” Casey crowded them further, using his knee to keep them upright between the roots while he trailed light touches over their sides, arms, neck. “We can stop.”
“I see. Too monstrous for you.”
Casey didn’t flinch. He nipped their chin and kept petting their sides. “Never.”
Tsunis’ hand snapped out, gripping Casey’s throat. In the next moment, the roles were flipped, and Casey’s much broader shoulders strained to fit between the roots. Tsunis hovered above him, their fins fluttering constantly to keep them afloat. Silver hair haloed their scowling face, and Casey smiled. His smile evaporated into a needy groan when their grip on his throat tightened.
“No? You’ve heard the stories of my kind. Nacken, nixie, nøkk, all my brethren of this realm, they feed from humans one way or another. I’ve met some.” Extra skin sprouted between their fingers like webs, letting them cover more ground around his throat. Sharp nails sprang from their tips, digging into Casey’s flesh. He was utterly at their mercy. “Don’t you wonder what I’ve done? How I’ve survived?”
Casey’s cock bobbed in his briefs. He understood what game the brat was playing. Tsunis saw themself as a monster stuck in a land of humans. Others of their kind who’d gottenstuck here and adapted, evolved were called monsters, and Tsunis believed it. They wanted Casey to see them that way.
Maybe it would be easier.
Casey met Tsunis’ glare without flinching. He gripped the roots and pulled himself up, forcing their nails deeper into the skin of his neck. “I don’t care.”
Tsunis growled. They lowered until their noses brushed. Casey tried to capture their mouth, but a claw pierced his skin instead.
“You should.”
“Why?” Casey challenged. “You want me to think you’re an evil spirit. Why? So you can leave me without a guilty conscience? You don’t need me to absolve you of that one. I told you before. I want anything you’ll give me. Anything. Even if I have to say goodbye.”
Casey brought his arms between them and broke free from Tsunis’ grasp. Tsunis was smaller and stronger by a long shot, but they were thrown off. They truly believed he’d be that easy to scare off. Casey scoffed.
“Even if it doesn’t last, but fuck!” He ripped his hands through his hair before grasping either side of Tsunis’ face. “I want you for the rest of my life. I don’t want to lose you a second time, but I will, and I’ll be fucking glad for it.” He kissed their hairline and then pressed their foreheads together. “This might make me a traitor to my species, but I don’t care what you’ve done to survive, I’m glad you did. You must’ve forgotten, Tsunis. I’m fucking yours.”
Tsunis looked different, and people called them monsters, so they acted hard. But inside, Casey knew them. They were soft. Vulnerable at times, and sometimes fragile, but oh so strong. Nothing could break them, and Casey didn’t want to, but he desperately wanted to crack that shell and seethe masterpiece beneath. When they melted into his touch, he thought he might’ve achieved that goal.
Casey gathered Tsunis into his arms and laid them down on the pebbled floor, facing each other.
“Hey.” Casey smoothed a stray silver lock behind their ear, then gathered their knuckles and peppered them with kisses. “You’re not going to scare me away. Not with your past, and not with a few tentacles.”
Tsunis huffed. They snapped their hand from his and brought it to rest on Casey’s waist, thumb tucked into the elastic of his briefs.
“This isn’t how I meant to tell you.”
“Oh, I’m sure,” Casey teased. “But deep down, you’re a greedy brat, and you were tired of waiting, weren’t you?”
Heat radiated from their pupils as they snapped to his, and Casey’s grin split into that of a wolf.
“You’re claiming my subconscious brat outted me?”
“Exactly, my wise professor,” Casey purred. “And I know I’m right, because your needy fucking hands are searching for my cock as we speak.”
Tsunis’ lusty gaze widened, but Casey caught their chin before they could look down. He rolled over, pinning them beneath him.
“Fuck no, baby. Bratty monsters don’t get what they want when they try so damn hard to push me away, even ones as cute as you.” Casey’s grin turned maniacal when Tsunis scowled. They tried to jam both thumbs down his waistband, but he smooshed their torsos together, his straining cock meeting equally rock-hard abs.
“Not fair,” Tsunis ground from between clenched teeth.
“What isn’t fair,” Casey purred into the soft curve where their jawline met the sensitive fin, “is that you’ve had such a treasure between your legs this whole time, and you’ve beenhiding it from yourmate, while I’ve walked around with a fucking pole tucked uselessly into my waistband.” Tsunis fumbled with said waistband again, but Casey caught their wrists and pinned them above their head. He straddled their navel, his cock bobbing in the confines of his briefs. “Have you noticed my cock, little brat?”
Tsunis scowled but dropped their gaze to the topic at hand and whimpered. Fuck, that sound. Casey rolled his hips, grinding his hard length over the ridges of their abdomen.
