“I’m really sorry.” She lifted the grimoire to gesture at it. “It says here that you’ll go back to whatever realm you came from when the sun rises, but I feel rude for inconveniencing you. I’ll see if I can find a way to unsummon you.”
That same limb from before shook side to side and pulled the grimoire so it would slide from her legs to the ground between them. It poked the page at a single sentence:
Trade sex for sexual energy.
For a long while, Skylar blinked at the page, stained yellow with time.
No. It couldn’t be asking to... could it?
Dumbfounded, she barely noticed when a warm limb wrapped around her ankle gently, and she jolted as it began to pull her towards it.
“Wait!” she shouted, kicking her leg to free herself. “No!”
It instantly stopped and let go.
Then it did something that made her cheeks flare so hot she thought she’d combust. One of its many limbs made an ‘O’ while another poked through it multiple times.
“I thought I was summoning a sexy incubus!” she argued, shuffling away from it. “Not a tentacle creature.”
All its swaying limbs deflated like a wilting flower that had been poisoned, and Skylar instantly felt...bad.
Aww. I didn’t mean to offend it, but like...This just wasn’t what she’d been expecting for the night, and she didn’t know how to proceed when it didn’t even have a face. She was struggling to conceptualise this, or why it would evenwantto have sex with her.
Then again...She bit her lip when she found it kind of adorable how it was all deflated and sad-looking, like limp noodles.It does seem to be sentient.
It could talk, had already shown it could laugh, and hadlistenedwhen she’d said stop – which meant it understood right from wrong. And, most importantly, it had even consented by pointing to exactly what it wanted.
“I-I don’t even know your name or pronouns,” she argued, although her fight was quickly dissolving.
It feels wrong... to judge it based on what it looks like and what it is.Just because it wasn’t human formed, didn’t mean itdidn’t deserve some loving if it wanted it.What if I’m the weird one to it?
The creature used three of its many limbs to make a circle with an arrow pointing diagonally to the right. Once more, Skylar blinked, this time at what appeared to be the universal sign for... male.
Then,heswiped up the remnants of charcoal and drew symbols on the ground while indicating to himself. It had to be his name – not that she understood the language, nor was she in the right state of mind to decipher its pattern.
A limb then slowly pushed forward and touched the centre of her chest, while in the background, he made a question mark form. She looked down to where he’d poked just as he pulled away.
“My name?” she asked, and he nodded a limb. She couldn’t help smiling as some of her uncertainty and tension ebbed away. “It’s Skylar.”
He drew another symbol on the ground, and she thought it might have been her name in his language, though she couldn’t be sure.
Then he did something that made her cover her mouth as a giggle formed. He shaped a heart with some of his back limbs, and it instantly made her smitten.
“You’re kind of cute,” she admitted. “And a little sweet.”
Despite the difficulty of their language barrier, he was trying to reassure her.
What if hehasto fulfil the contract now that I’ve summoned him, and not doing so could have terrible consequences for him?She didn’t want him to get in trouble or something, just because she was being unfair.And I did summon him, even if I didn’t mean to. That’s entirely my fault.
She was unsure of where to look as her gaze glided across his multiple glowing blue limbs, finding them less daunting and scary the longer she took him in.This is kind of like my kraken fantasies, just without the rest of their body.Tentacles and stuff, all touching in dozens of ways and going everywhere all at once.
She was tempted to bite her lip as she recalled all her self-touching fantasies, or the immoral amount of tentacle hentai she’d watched... or downloaded onto her phone in a locked picture folder.
So. Much. Porn.
Then he made the sign for sex again as his limbs shot forward to grasp her knees and pull her to him, and she didn’t have the same fight in her as before. He was slower, his hold looser, as if he expected her to run away again.
He sure is cute, though, and he’s trying really hard.
