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((CWs for this story include envenomation, aphrodisiacs, and tentacles)).

You needed this.

There are qualifiers to that, of course, but that’s the thought at the forefront of your mind as you stretch out on your beach towel with the sun beating down on the exposed skin in between the pieces of your swimsuit. A cool breeze tickles your skin as it winds its way in from across the water, and the sound of the waves is soothing beyond belief. You take in a deep breath, hold it a few moments, then let it out with a sigh.

It took you a bit of walking, but the stretch of beach you set up on is deserted, not a soul in sight. The perfect place to unwind after a week of non-stop meetings and projects. Another deep breath, this one leaving you teetering on the edge of sleep and waking. What the hell, you’ve earned it.

“-elp!”

You stir, blinking drowsiness from your eyes. The sun sits mostly in the same place as when you laid down, so you can’t have been down for that long. You rub your temples. Was that sound the last shred of your dream, or-

“Help.”

The already-soft voice sounds even fainter than the first time, but the repetition confirms it as real. You sit up, looking down along the sand for a source. Still nobody in sight, but a little ways down there's a rocky outcropping a bit closer to the waves. You listen for a few moments more, and on hearing nothing, stand up and brush the sand from yourself before heading over to investigate.

You round the corner of the rocks and find yourself in front of what looks to be a shallow tide pool and beside it…well, you're not quite sure what you're looking at. At first glance it looks like a discarded pile of frilly clothing, several long blueish-white tendrils of thick lace draped haphazardly over a shimmering white dome. A twitch of movement from under the dome causes you to step back involuntarily as a pale white hand pushes the fleshy mass up, revealing a delicate face streaked with the same pale blue and white as the lacy tendrils scattered about and framed by several thinner strands of a glossy red variety. Her eyes are a solid mass of deep blue, no iris or pupil to speak of, and her expression is pained as she struggles to speak.

“W-water…”

Her voice is a wisp of a thing now, cracking with a soft desperation. You tilt your head, more than a little puzzled considering she’s not far from the tide pool, but after a moment or two of looking it becomes apparent that even just lifting her head is a Herculean effort for the girl. You take a step toward her, careful not to tread on any of her tentacles, and size up the situation. The white dome seems to cover the whole of her head like an oversized hat with a massive brim, with the rest of her body tucked underneath. You look around her, trying to figure out the best way to tackle this. Her tendrils are everywhere, tangled up in one another, and her breathing seems to slow with each passing moment as you pace about her. Well, nothing for it, then. You bend down and slide your arms underneath the bell, wincing a little as the back of your hand slides up against some of the tendrils. It doesn’t hurt, not exactly, more like brushing up against a bit of Velcro on accident, but the sensation is unexpected.

The girl’s skin is smooth and slick, warm from the sunlight. A flush rises in your cheeks as you realize she’s completely unclothed, and you try your best to find a handhold somewhere appropriate. With a grunt of effort and some particularly undignified scrabbling, you manage to get your arms around the girl's midsection and stagger over in the direction of the tide pool.

She's lighter than you expected, but the sheer bulk of the bell makes things difficult. More of her tentacles drag against you, causing you to take in a sharp breath as they flop against your legs, your arms, your waist with that same odd Velcro feeling.

You bend over as gently as you can, slipping the girl into the clear water, and sit down at the edge of the pool, feet dangling in as you catch your breath.

The change in her is almost instantaneous. As she slips below the surface, you can see her dull eyes start to sparkle, and her whole body seems to grow in size a little, becoming less cloudy white and more opalescent and translucent, the sunlight shining through a few spots on her bell. She twirls under the water's surface, her myriad tentacles spinning around her as she does. Noticing your gaze, she breaches the surface, smiling wide as she does.

"Thank you so, so, so, so much!" Her voice is much brighter than before as she leans against the rock, her chin propped up on her palms. "I was sunbathing and I lost track of time and I thought I'd be fine on account of the pool being so close but it turns out I dry out way way quicker than I thought probably on account of it being so hot this summer and so it was a really good thing you came along because I would have been in big trouble if you hadn't but you carried me so nicely and-"

Her words come at a rapid-fire pace, and though normally you'd have no trouble keeping up, for some reason you feel much, much warmer than you'd expect. A dull burning sensation spreads under the skin where you brushed up against her tentacles, not enough to be painful, but difficult to ignore. Your eyes droop and her speech cuts off abruptly as you steady yourself against your hand. When your gaze focuses again, her hands are in front of her mouth and her eyes are wide as she stares at you.

"Oh no! I'm so, so, so, so sorry, I think that's my fault! I can't exactly not sting you when I'm that out of it but I promise I really didn't mean to. I, um, oh gosh-" She trails off, wringing her hands as she watches you.

You shake your head a little to try and clear it, the warmth now fully burrowing through you. You steady yourself with a few deep breaths, managing a weak smile at her concern. She's cute like this. The thought creeps unbidden into your head as your gaze wanders across her pearlescent cheeks and ivory lips. Your gaze drops, and your consciousness with it as you pitch forward into the water, the last thing you hear is the jellyfish girl's startled cry and the muffled splash around your ears.

— — — — —

Your eyelids feel heavier than they ever have, but if nothing else, your body no longer feels like it's in a slow cooker. You take stock of the fact that something soft cradles your head and as you unstick your eyes you notice that the sky above has shifted to a rich orange, the air cooling down as the sun sets.

You're on your back next to the tide pool, your head propped up on a part of the girl's bell as she sits deeper in the water. She makes a small noise at your movement, and turns to face you after you sit up. Lines of worry crease her face, the blue and white now mixed in with pink embarrassment.

"You're awake! Thank goodness. My venom isn't usually that potent, so I got a little worried. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I had hurt someone as pretty as you on accident, especially seeing as how you helped me and all and-"

The girl's train of thought finally catches up with the word 'pretty' and she stops mid-sentence. You offer a weak smirk and shake your head, telling her that you feel fine. She sighs in relief before turning back to face the sunset, leaning her bell against you. Now that she's re-hydrated, you can see nearly clear through it to the rest of her, and in the fading light you see her tendrils suffused with a soft blue-green glow, casting a soft luminescence through the water.

"Is this comfy for you?” She doesn’t turn to look as she speaks, but you nod and give a small noise of affirmation.Through the bell you can see the pink blush in her cheeks spread further through her body like ink in water. The soft color illuminates her curves underwater in a way that sets your own cheeks to burning, and you turn your eyes back up to the sunset. She leans further back into you, and you can’t help noticing just how smooth she is. Your hand rubs along the top of her bell almost absent-mindedly, and she shivers a little before speaking up.

"I um…I don't mind if you want to…take a little repayment for earlier." The both of you are stunned silent at her forwardness and it's a good 30 seconds before your brain starts back up again, sending a twinge between your legs.

An idea occurs to you and you squeeze the translucent flesh gently as you scoot up to her, your lower body nearly flush to the curve of her bell. Your reward is a soft whimper and an explosion of reds and pinks throughout her body. The reaction emboldens you, and a gentle heat throbs underneath your swimsuit. You knead into her with both hands now, spreading your legs wide and wrapping them around her bell as best you can.

Her voice drips out of her, clear and high, and a small shower of colorful sparkles dances through her. You grind gently against her, the soft material of your swimsuit providing enjoyable friction between the two of you. Under the water, you see her tendrils swaying gently before a pair of the larger lacy arms rise up from the pool. They stretch towards you and the girl manages to get out a sentence in between her little moans.

"I w-won't sting. Promise.~"

Her tentacles drag themselves up along your sides at first. True to her word, you feel nothing of the odd Velcro sensation, just the feathery touch of their ridges as she maneuvers them deftly behind you, hooking the top piece of your swimsuit and gently tugging it over your head. You take in a soft breath as your skin braces a little in the cool air, but hardly a moment passes before her tentacles are wrapping around your chest, dragging along your breasts in a languid motion.

It's your turn to whimper a little as she teases you, all the while you keep yourself pressed against her. She's good with those tentacles, cupping your breasts, teasing your nipples, coiling around your chest and squeezing you gently. She brings another pair up underneath you, tugging the other piece of your suit off and curling playfully around your thighs. She trembles a little underneath you as you continue to grind, making a pretty little mess on her bell as you do.

The tendrils groping their way around your chest slip over to your wrists, coiling around them and pulling them up to your sides with a gentle insistence. She lifts you gently, just an inch or so off the rock, and twists herself around so you're face to face. Her whole body is bared before you now, pinks and opals dancing through her skin as her dark blue eyes size you up. Her delicate hands join the tentacles on your wrists, and she leans in until your eyes are just inches apart. Her lips drop open just a hair, and you catch a glimpse of short, pointed teeth within her mouth as her chest heaves a little with her breathing.

You lean into her, closing the last of the distance and pressing your lips to hers. She tastes vaguely of salt, and with a shuddering moan she slides her tongue against yours. It is much longer than you expected, and she presses it deeper inside you, making your mind go blank for a moment as it tickles your throat.

You arch your back a hair and the tentacles holding you offer just enough slack for you to press the rest of your body to hers. Her skin feels so soft against yours, slippery and cool, a few errant droplets from the pool still trickling down her as you buck against one another. You feel that warmth again, the one you felt earlier before your unceremonious tip into the water, but it's a pleasant, subdued thing now, caressing the ends of your nerves with a teasing heat.

Your moan follows her tongue back out of your throat as the kiss breaks and her hands drift down, fingers trailing against your chest. She holds her gaze to yours, flecks of light twinkling in the blue depths of her eyes as her cheeks glow with that same luminescence lighting up the ends of her tendrils. She shivers a little and you feel it in each of the tentacles holding onto you, a gentle squeeze on each wrist and thigh.

"Sorry…there might still be a little left in you." Her voice is breathy with lust, but she looks a little embarrassed. Your face must have given her concern again when you felt the wave of warmth from the venom. You shake your head gently with a smile and whisper that it's alright, leaning in to kiss one of the glowing parts of her cheek as you do. The color spreads a little further when you do, and she rewards you with a nervous laugh.

You press against her again, dropping your head to her neck as you do with a shudder of breath. A fifth tentacle slips itself beneath the two of you as you grind, ridges of soft cilia causing all sorts of wonderful sensation as you rock your hips into her. She slides her hands down to the small of your back, sighing alongside you as both of you speed up.

The next minutes are awash in color as the sun sets. The dark water of the pool is lit up by the lights suffusing the girl, and you lose yourself in one another. Her tongue slips from her again as she mouths at your breasts, teasing your midsection with maddeningly soft touches. You kiss again, and again, and again, pressing harder into each other when she drags the tentacle below the both of you.

You bite down on her neck as you reach your peak, wondering briefly if it's even possible to leave a hickey on someone with translucent flesh, and she whimpers into you as she reaches her own, a shudder jolting through every part of her.

She slumps forward and the both of you are wrapped in the bulk of her bell and tentacles as you lie there, basking in the last beams of sunlight. After a few minutes, you awkwardly disentangle from one another and she slips back into the water, spinning in a quick twirl that sends light dancing off the edges of the pool.

You stagger to your feet and you smile shyly at each other as you fumble at the task of putting your swimsuit back on.

"You'll come back, right? What if I need help again?" Her tone is teasing but genuine, and you nod, feeling a natural, non-venomous warmth in your cheeks as you do. You've been meaning to get in some more exercise, after all, and as you've heard from some source or other, nothing is quite as good for that as swimming.

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