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[coldtwaer]

Observers

If someone were to ask me what my favorite role in vore is I wouldn’t say pred or prey (which I do love)

It’s observers.

I just find it as a really interesting concept to have someone simply be there who isn’t actively eating or being eaten. Maybe they are just standing there terrified, like “What the hell!? That guy just swallowed someone whole!” Or maybe they are like, “Ooo cool, I wonder if the guy wants belly rubs”

It’s even better when the observer knows the prey and/or the pred.

“Hi Steven, who’s in your stomach this time?”

“Sup Percy, Is it cozy in there?”

Plus there is so much fluff potential that I wanna explode

Anyways thank you for coming to my Ted talk

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Wayward Waters Chapter 12

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Hello everyone! Chapter 12!

time to explore more of the world!

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

have fun reading!

and as always Reblogs are appreciated! (Also ASK’s are open so feel free to bother me!)

AO3 Link for those that prefer the layout there;

AO3 Wayward waters

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As expected I did wake up with the word Idiot on my forehead and a mustache drawn on me.

Though it was easily washed off before Yamet yelled that breakfast was done.

It consisted of eggs and thick slabs of bacon with some spices once again.

He really loved to use spices huh? But it was good.

Ronan stumbled in late, some rolled up papers in his arms,  probably maps from all over.

Did he find the one with Kamerasca?

“Sorry I'm late! I completely forgot that I did not sort my maps whatsoever!

…i may need help looking”

Of course, with how scatterbrained he was that was no surprise.

I'd help after I was done with breakfast.

Shoveling the rest of said breakfast into my mouth I followed Ronan, who simply grabbed his plate and took it with him, 

to a side room stuffed full of paper.

Not all of them were maps, a lot were his own observations on animals and plants and whatever else he found, including Imugi.

Worst of all was they were on the floor too and literally pouring out from shelves.

How in the fuck did he find ANYTHING in here?

Well considering the map was missing he didn't.

Yeah it would probably take hours, or even a day to find anything in here.

Suddenly Imik’s head popped in.

“You know, we should just ask to borrow one from someone else, besides are you SURE we even have one?”

Ronan stopped in the middle of shoving more of the paper into the shelves.

“Nope, no idea if we have it! 

Let's go to town and see if someone else has one!”

Better than sorting paper at least.

Ronan ran out the room past me and Imik and I slowly followed while they got their stuff.

Suddenly a little bag the size of my fist full of something heavy and clinking was tossed at me and I fumbled to catch it.

Opening it up I saw it was full of gold coins.

This was more than I ever had in my entire life, in one little bag!

Confused, I looked to Imik who had thrown it at me.

“You helped dive and get this on the ship, so that's yours! 

Besides, we're going to town! A little spending money will be fun!”

Oh so this was basically my cut from treasure diving! Nice!

Well if i was already here might as well get some souvenirs right?

Not like I could ever manage to rush these guys.

The front door slammed open and Jamie strutted in like an excited pigeon.

“GUYS! There's a ton of ships in Harbor right now! Let's go trade stuff!”

Huh, lots of ships meant lots of things from different places,  Now that was something to see!

I got dragged outside by Jamie who let go once we were out the door and jumped up to use Akeem’s arm as a sideways perch.

People with bird legs did not give a fuck about gravity huh?

Suddenly Akeem moved his arm,  tossing Jamie a good six feet up in the air and forward.

They laughed and landed perfectly, running ahead with the rapid, taptaptap of their legs against the ground.

Yamet yelled after them.

“JAMIE! Wait! Ah dammit they are gone”

Well, not like they'd get lost on the island right?

Besides, the rocky path to their abode was strewn with funnily shaped rocks, so finding it would be easy.

While walking to where more houses stood I took in the scenery as Yamet discussed what food to buy with Imik and Ronan, Akeem was picking up random rocks and tossing some away while keeping a few.

After a bend in the path around a rock we reached the first houses of the harbor area, where lots of ships were anchored.

Including the absolut big one whose silhouette I had seen yesterday evening.

In daylight the thing was even more intimidating.

The wood was painted black, save for what looked like to be some sort of metal ribcage that went over the outside of it,  making it look like a skeleton.

It didn't help that the rest of it was kept in similar color and style with dark gray sails.

Yep, no wonder ghostship stories existed.

The name on it read in a fancy red cursive.

Call Of The Damned

Well that was ominous, and they went full out on that aesthetic too.

Suddenly Ronan pointed at it.

“Hey! It's the Call Of The Damned! 

That means Cassidy is back! Let's ask him for a map!”

What.

THAT was this Cassidy guys ship? No wonder he was respected.

Being so distracted I ran face first into a door that was built into one of the large boulders, featuring a carved tree with Long roots.

“Watch where you're going! Also don't bother trying to open that,  it won't budge, believe me i've tried, maybe it's cursed or something”

I confusedly looked at the weird door again that Ronan had just called cursed, but before I could fully process this I was dragged along towards the ship that was way bigger than the Victory Rose and could hold my Ardua form like ten times over.

Though despite getting dragged a good ways the ship was all the way down at the harbor, and not just at one of the smaller docks either.

It was smackdab in the middle and tied to the biggest pier,  which wasn't even wood but stone.

Ronan ran ahead, leaving me and Akeem to follow as Yamet was off somewhere getting actual food for the ship and Jamie was who knew where anyway.

While walking after them at a fast pace I looked around as much as i could, finding that there were more than double the non humans than humans.

The only humans I really saw were doing some menial but fun things.

One with a brown short cloak and dark shaggy hair that went over his eyes was drawing a cat on the floor with chalk,  leaving spaces free for the surrounding children to color in.

The other human I saw had black curly hair with eye pattern hair pins and dark eyes framed by round glasses.

They were sitting on a swing and eating a fruit i had never seen before, the juice dripping on their mostly purple striped clothing aside from the black overall that seemed to have one strap broken and mismatched shoes, one being yellow and the other some soft pink

There was plenty of other things to see though!  

Like a tavern where a tall and horned being with curly brown hair was serving some tables, with the most unusual thing about them being that they had four arms total and as they turned around i could see they had four eyes as well with vertical pupils and ears that were as pointed as mine, though a good bit longer

Well made sense, like that one could hold more plates and the like with that many limbs.

Suddenly Imik grabbed me and yanked me down a narrower path I had almost run past, telling me to not get lost and look where I was going.

I just numbly nodded, oh I was looking,  just maybe not at the road and instead at everything else.

Hearing a clunk I looked up at one of the overhanging roofs,  seeing another person with four arms and a coat write something in a notebook before slinking off out of sight.

I got yanked by Imik slightly to the left and down another narrow road, nearly running into a tall woman with weird lavender colored skin and Blue hair with black scleras and pink irises whose fangs slightly poked out of her mouth.

She also had four arms, this was the third person i saw that had those, apparently they weren't as uncommon as i had originally thought.

Her pointy ears flicked in annoyance as i was dragged past her where i had to jump over the tail of a weird Birdlike person that was covered in purplish blue iridescent and black feathers who confusedly turned around, showing that their face had a blue and black pattern as well in the upper half and feathers instead of ears between darkish magenta hair.

Suddenly the houses gave way to a bigger space, which apparently was some sort of garden as there were Flowers and even two trees.

Something pink with dragonfly wings and humanoid shape flitted past, barely the size of my fist with some sort of flower as a dress?

Wait, was that a FAIRY?

Before I could get a better look though Ronan had grabbed me and was dragging me away, the fairy was nowhere to be seen.

“C’mon, don't dawdle, we got a map to get!”

Yeah, that's true, I wanted to get home as soon as possible even though this place was very interesting.

Slinking along behind some taverns and restaurants and whatever we had to walk around something that had a humanlike torso with reddish brown hair but the body of a green snake instead of legs which was rummaging through the trash.

That was a being I had actually heard about! 

A naga if memory served right.

Then finally we reached the more open beachside, with a little sandy area that contained some boulders that looked perfect to climb around.

Apparently the water was safe here as a good few people were swimming, including someone that looked to be half Orca with lots of scars scattered on their body and short dark hair that had a white streak.

Well of course a marine mammal would go swimming,  if this craziness was over i'd maybe go swimming too.

Though doing that in Kamerasca wasn't advised due to the large amount of crabs that would pinch any swimmers.

Along the beachside were a few stands and shops that sold who knew what.

On one of the awnings,  and denting it horribly, slept a curled up and pale, mammalian being with long ears and a catlike nose and short bluish tinted hair.

How the construct did not break was beyond me though,  but the people there didn't seem to be bothered by it.

Suddenly Ronan let go of me and ran yelling and waving both of his arms up the stone pier which up close looked more like an unfinished bridge to nowhere.

“CASSIDY! CASSIDY! HEY! WELCOME BACK!”

He ran past some people unloading boxes and crates and the like from the giant boat towards a dark skinned man that was wearing a coat not unlike the one Nemas had, though more a dark red than navy blue.

So that guy was Cassidy?  

“Come on, lets go and ask if he had a map, before Ronan talks his ear off about whatever”

I nodded at Imik and we walked past the people carrying stuff from the ship towards where Ronan was talking to Cassidy.

Getting closer I noticed that Cassidy was apparently human, and as he turned around his eyes showed an unnerving pale turquoise hue.

Which really was the only unusual part about him.

Ronan seemed to have informed him already as Cassidy waved politely at us.

And then ducked down as someone swung over him hanging from a rope and slammed straight into Ronan.

“WOOHOO! HEY RONAN!”

The rope snapped and the person ended up crash landing on top of the poor Ronan.

Man he just got healed yesterday! And that looked painful.

“Shalimar! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?!”

“Sorry dad!”

The young woman, Shalimar apparently, and Cassidy's daughter? 

Got up and then yanked Ronan into a standing position as well.

She was a good bit paler than her father with blonde hair and dark blue eyes, wearing a sleeveless leather vest that was tied together in the front haphazardly with a lighter blue undershirt and a blue sash, 

over which a belt was placed that was tied into a knot instead of having used the belt buckle.

She also had a sword that was attached to her greenish gray pants instead of the weirdly applied belt and the handle was partially under some pale fur pieces that seemed to just have been stuffed into the dark blue sash.

Around her lower arms was some sort of cloth covered arm guard,  like I had seen some archers have, just without the gloves.

At least Ronan didn't seem bothered by this chaotic happenstance and just let himself be hugged by the rather unhinged young woman.

Cassidy just looked displeased at her, which made me assume that this was not the first time that happened.

“Whatever, just don't kill anyone like that, because if you do it's your responsibility and im not going to help”

Shalimar just nodded and lifted Ronan up like he was a bag of flour and put him on one of the protruding rocks of the stone pier.

“Sure thing dad! I'll be careful!”

“Careful? You can't even tie your vest correctly! No wonder you never wear boots with shoelaces- gah!”

For that Comment Ronan got a punch in the gut, which made him fall over backwards into the water with a splash.

“Shalimar! Go get him out of there! and stop punching people you disagree with!”

She rolled her eyes but did as told, dragging Imik with her to help,  and leaving me alone with Cassidy.

Well, that was awkward.

Before I could say anything there was a familiar whistle click and suddenly Imugi jumped out of the water and up the side of the pier, spitting water at Cassidy and missing horribly.

He turned to me.

“I say we move from this spot a bit to talk,  who knows what happens next”

I did have to agree with that,  though I'd rather someone I know be with me right now.

He led me to the other side of the pier, to the end of it where a bench was placed in front of the drop to the ocean.

“So, Ronan said something about you being lost and needing a map?

At least from what i understood before my daughter drop kicked him”

“Uh, yeah, i was washed overboard during a storm and need to get back to Kamerasca seeing as i don't know where my friends are now”

He hummed and fiddled with the weird necklace he wore, which looked like a smaller version of those drinking vessels but the pointy end had a metal cap with a hole.

A horn if memory served correctly.

“Say what Ship were you on? 

If i see it when i go out again i can tell them you're okay”

That, well that was actually very nice of him.

“Oh, uh, the Ship was called Victory Rose, so if you-” “Victory Rose?! The one with captain Nemas?”

I blinked confusedly at him, he KNEW that ship and its captain?

“Ah, yes? He's got a tattoo on his face and told me to ignore the hardtack with the maggots”

Not exactly a fond memory.

Cassidy grabbed me and gently shook me much to my confusion.

“Say! How's that talkative son of a bitch doing? 

Does he still not have taste buds?”

Well now I was thoroughly confused, were they friends or something?

“Uhhh, well he seemed healthy, and put way too much fish in everything he eats, how do you know him anyway?”

He thankfully let go of me.

“Oh yeah, before he inherited the ship his gramps told him to work on someone else's ship, i guess the old man feared he'd be too soft or something, and we ended up on the same vessel and became friends”

Oh, that made sense, but before I could retort anything I heard a shrieky voice call down from above, reminding me somehow of a seagull.

Looking up it was a seagull, sort of.

If the Human features were anything to go by it was a Harpy.

“YO BOSS! BAD NEWS!”

The Harpy dived down headfirst and landed on the back part of the bench.

“Nymra! There you are! And what do you mean by bad news? 

I'm in the middle of something!”

The partially feathered face turned to me for a second before going back to ignoring me.

“That can wait! Because we got big problems!”

“Well then spit it out!”

“The pirates are banding together!”

Cassidy didn't seem to worried about that,  and i was pretty sure Rikaad said something about the maringand ships allying with pirates, so no surprise.

“Well that's nothing new, there's always some that bond together for more success, but that will fall apart soon like every time they realize they have to share with more people”

The Harpy, Nymra? Shook her head.

“Not this time, I counted at least a hundred ships! And i couldn't get close enough for long so the only thing i managed to hear was something about taking over, but no idea what they want to take over”

My blood froze, and Cassidy did too, TWO HUNDRED? 

Two hundred ships filled with pirates? 

And possibly the deserters of the Maringand army, 

if they were there they probably instigated it.

And they wanted to take something over…

OH FUCK!

“Cassidy! I think they are going to attack Kamerasca!”

He turned confusedly to me.

“Why do you think that boy?”

“A few weeks ago deserters of the maringand army went here because they didn't want to serve under the new queen,  after they lost a war to Kamerasca, I think they might want revenge.

And it wouldn't be beneath them to promise chunks of land to the pirates if they helped.

I think they are still pissed that we arrested their previous King and put his niece in charge while hes in jail for war crimes of basically every sort”

Cassidy's eyes went wide with Alarm.

“Well fuck, Nymra do you think there is time to send a messenger?”

Nmyra shook her head.

“Not really there aren't any islands between to rest so you'd have to take a ship, and that takes time, the weather in that area is going to go bad soon as well, so not till a few days from now.

Which would mean we'd be head to head with them”

Cassidy cursed loudly and waltzed back down the pier, barking orders to everyone in range.

Nymra herself gave me an apologetic look.

“Yeah, sorry about all of this, I'm sure Cassidy will find time for you later though, he always does! What did you even want from him? 

Well if the question isn't to invasive of course”

For a seagull adjacent being very polite.

“I got washed overboard and wanted to go back home, or back to the ship whatever turns out to be closer”

“What ship? I can fly, maybe I'll see it!”

Oh right, as a Harpy she was faster than a boat and could see further!

“The Victory Rose! Cassidy said he knows it” “Eyy! I know that one too! They sometimes meet up and get drinks!

One time I woke up on the wrong damn boat and had to fly for an hour to find the Call Of The Damned!”

Another reason to not try alcohol then.

“That must have been confusing”

“Oh it was! And I landed on the other two ships first to rest a little!”

Other two ships?

“Other ships? Does he have more than one?”

Nymra Nodded, 

swooshing open her wing towards the Call Of The Damned.

“Yeah! This one obviously! And two others! 

They are called Revenants Vestige and Bleeding Moon! My main job is scouting but I also just bring notes from one ship to the other!”

Well that would make giving orders to all of the ships easier.

“You must have seen a lot of the open sea then”

“Eh, its wavy water, and some islands,  it does get boring after four years or so, tell ya what! 

Since I'm gonna be heading out again soon anyway I'll keep an eye open for the Victory Rose and if I do see them I'll tell them you're alright!”

My eyes went wide, why were the strangers in this place all so nice?

“You'd do that? Really?! Thank you!”

She saluted, which looked pretty weird due to her feather covered arm, and flapped back up into the sky.

“Of course! Ain't gonna take much of my time anyway! 

Might as well do something good!”

With that she flew away over the water and around the cliffside out of sight.

I really hoped she would run, err fly? Into the Victory Rose,  If just so I can be Sure Robin and Rikaad know I'm alive and fine.

Soo, now what? Everyone I knew the name of was nowhere near me.

And I did not want to interrupt any of the beings currently at work.

Should I just wait here?

“Oi! Dee! The fuck you standing there for?”

Jamie! Thank fuck i didn’t have to stay around awkwardly for long.

“Jamie! I was talking to Cassidy earlier but he got the information that the pirates were banding together and ran off”

They skidded to a halt in front of me, distantly reminding me of a poofed up chicken.

“Yeah I know! Fucking bitch ass pirates! Cassidy gave the order that anyone that can fight should get ready! I'm here to get your sorry ass!”

Wow Cassidy was fast! 

“Get me? For what? Do I have to hide in your house till this is over?”

They grabbed my wrist with their sleeve covered hand and dragged me back down the pier.

“Nah dude, a shapeshifter like you is invited to come along and fuck shit up! Only if you wanna though”

While running, well more like being dragged by someone about half my size, i thought about it.

On one hand; it was dangerous,  very much so even and I already went overboard once.

On the other hand; that was kind of exactly the reason I tagged along with Rikaad, and Jamie did have a point with the shapeshifting.

Rikaad had called it the Intimidation factor,  and basically I came here for exactly this.

“Jamie!”

I called out to them to get their attention as they were focusing on not running into people while dragging me along.

“Yeah? What is it?”

They stopped for a moment, allowing both of us to catch a breath.

I grinned at them.

“Lets fuck shit up!”

They smiled widely, showing off sharp teeth.

“Oh HELL yeah! Let's get back to the Halcyon! 

Pretty sure Imugi brought Ronan there already and Imik can swim fast!”

I nodded and ran alongside the nimble Jamie towards the ship, which Imugi had actually towed to be closer to the main part.

Well that saved a good bit of time!

Whoever was at the steering wheel managed to halt it pretty fast and perfectly parallel to the beach.

So either Akeem or Imik were at the steering wheel.

Imugis head popped up out of the water and bend down in front of us.

Before I could guess what to do Jamie had dragged me to cling on for dear life to the uppermost spike on Imugi’s Long neck while they sat atop the Bony skull.

Well that did forego the need to get to a dock and set a plank out,  thus allowing someone else to put their ship there and let their crew go onboard.

Hopping on after Jamie I saw that the one at the steering wheel was Yamet this time, so he was coming with this time huh?

Imugi dived under and after a moment a tug went through the boat,  The Sea Serpent was towing it again.

We were off to fight Pirates, lots of them.

Hopefully the kind Serpent wouldn't be hurt.

Imik started ordering the rest of the people on board to do tasks.

Since i had no idea what half the words even meant i was of no help and kept out of the way as much as i could, 

Opting to just keep an eye on the rope that Imugi was towing us with.

Also for some Reason Shalimar was with us on deck, apparently she decided her Dad didn't need help.

That or he would have ordered her to stay in harbor,  Maybe both even I didn't know them that well.

It wasn't even an hour but at least fifty ships were now following the Call Of The Damned out of the narrow part of the island to wherever Nymra had pointed cassidy.

As soon as we passed the two long strips of land two more ships joined, One with a white sail that depicted a sickle shaped moon that had drops of blood falling from it and one that was entirely painted a foggy gray.

Cassidy’s other two ships no doubt, 

The ‘Bleeding Moon’ and ‘Reventants Vestige’ were now flanking the entire fleet of extremely mismatched ships.

Both of them were, while still extremely big, nowhere near as Giant as the harrowingly designed Call Of The Damned.

That really must be the biggest ship in existence.

Shalimar appeared next to me and put a foldable telescope into my hands, pointing at the ‘Revenants Vestige’ with a grin.

“The captain there keeps a rooster instead of a parrot, and the thing sure knows how to fight”

A chicken? Really? Well that i had to see!

Hoisting the telescope up I looked through it at the gray painted boat, and as Shalimar had said the captain, who wore so much layered clothing it was impossible to tell what was under it,  had indeed an entire Rooster on their shoulder.

The thing was pretty big too and seemed slightly off.

Maybe not entirely chicken then, but close enough.

Huh, what else was there? I probably should take a good look at which boats were with us to not get confused later.

Swinging the telescope around i saw that all of the fifty boats were following the Call Of The Damned,  and most of them had nonhuman sailors,  There were even a few merfolk in the water, well at least those that could keep up as the wind was currently in our favor.

I handed the telescope back to Shalimar.

“Thanks! Anything I can help with? Im afraid im not a good sailor though”

She had a huge grin on and seemed to hold back laughter,  but still answered coherently.

“Eh, don't ask me, Imik or Ronan will know better where you can help”

She stuffed the telescope in her belt, which really didn't look like it should hold anything, and hopped back down to help with the sail.

“AY! DEE! She put paint on the telescope!”

Looking up I saw Jamie, who was back in the crows nest,  well Jamie's nest really.

Paint? Running my thumb around my eye there was indeed something like coal powder or something smudged around my eye.

Ah, no wonder Shalimar was trying not to laugh.

Though now she did, loudly and honestly? It was a little funny,  and a surprise that nobody else had done this till now.

Using the corner of my shirt I removed the smudge as well as I could before looking ahead and around again.

I doubted we'd run, sail?, into the pirates so soon and there were all the other ships looking out too but a little attentiveness had never hurt.

I stared out at the sea all day and a good bit into Dusk till I got something thrown at me.

Turning around I saw it was Jamie,  who had thrown a little bag full of sand.

Why the fuck they had that was beyond me though.

“Yo, dumbass come eat,  Yamet cooked so no soggy sandwiches anymore!”

At least some good news, I for sure would not have touched another one of those soggy things that barely qualified as bread.

“Coming, one second!”

Standing up, and noticing my foot fell asleep, I hopped down the stairs and followed Jamie inside the kitchen, which smelled pretty good.

Jamie jumped over a chair and used Akeem as a stair before settling in the rounded window like a content bird.

Once again nobody seemed bothered by that, not even Shalimar.

Sitting on the last empty chair, which was probably why Jamie chose the window, I was handed a plate with a simple mashed potato and some fish with a savory sauce.

Yep, way better than wet bread.

“You still have paint on your face, here”

Akeem handed me a clean rag and I nodded thankfully at him before removing the rest of the dark smudge.

“Thanks!”

I ate in silence, the other ones having enough to talk about without me anyway.

It was just pretty nerve wracking that right now, like RIGHT NOW right now we were off to go look for Pirates and fight them.

The very thing I originally came here for with Rikaad and Robin.

I wondered how the two were doing right now?

Rikaad for sure would do his best to prioritize the mission despite me missing, and still somehow find a way to try and look for me.

As for Robin, well the little ginger was probably worried like no tomorrow.

No doubt he'd cried after he'd seen me fall off the deck.

The deck itself probably had some ugly scratch marks now,  I'd have to apologize to Nemas for that.

“nervous?”

I looked up from where I had just been staring at an now empty plate.

The one that had addressed me was Ronan,  half of the others have already left.

“Kinda, i mean, i originally came here to help with exactly that, but now its just- i dunno”

I sighed and let myself sink head first onto the table, 

avoiding the cutlery and plates.

“Well, it IS pretty nerve wracking, I admit that, but it's just pirates! 

There is no way they can get organized enough to make that dumb alliance actually useful! They are too greedy for that!

I'll tell you! A few days more and they'll start going at each other's throats and I doubt we'll have much to do!

After they are done with the infighting we can just aim some cannons at the rest and be done with it!”

Ronan’s words were actually helping,  but I couldn't help it and was still a little nervous.

“If you're sure, you're the sailor here,  i don't know shit about being on the open sea”

He tilted his head, and I was once again reminded that he was also a half elf Bastard and not actually so unlike me.

“Eh, for being a landrat you're doing a pretty good job! 

Maybe some sleep would do you good,  you said you weren't sleeping well so im sure at least half of that nervousness is actually sleep deprivation!”

That was a very good point, maybe i should ask Akeem where the chamomile tea was as that had worked a little last time-

A Cup with said Tea was set down in front of me, still steaming hot.

“Here, Akeem told me to make you one”

I looked first confused and then thankful at Yamet, 

who grabbed Ronan’s upper arm and dragged him outside.

Yamet was a pretty alright guy, even making sure I wouldn't have anyone trying to talk my ear off while I drank the tea.

A tea that was pretty good, Yamet had added Honey or something similar to it which made it even better.

Though, as soon as those Pirates and the Maringand deserters were dealt with I could go back home to my friends.

Who knew maybe I'd even run into them while fighting the pirates.

Ha, unlikely, but still a nice thought.

As soon as I was finished with the Tea and put the cup back down I got lifted up from my seat like a wet cat.

Akeem, he really was the only one on this ship that could feasibly lift me up.

“I can walk myself”

“And i am just making sure you actually go to sleep,  i live with Ronan and Jamie so you never know”

Well… yeah, fair.

But he didn't have to carry me under one arm like a fucking duffel bag.

“Well yeah but i can still use my legs”

Akeem just hummed an acknowledgement and opened a door to a familiar room.

Well Akeem didn't need sleep and With Shalimar here they probably had no Guestbed, especially as Yamet was now here too.

Still, I felt a bit bad about taking someone else's room, or would if Akeem didn't just drop me on the mattress and then left quietly.

“Goodnight”

I mumbled something in return but he had already closed the door.

Eh, might as well sleep then.

NEXT / PREVIOUS / OVERSIGHT

[extremecuddlingdragon]

I'm really hoping I'm doing this correctly, but I'll love to hear some headcanons of your OC, Nasu!

You’re doing it correctly! Sorry this took so long to get to. I was a bit stumped on what to put down. Reminder to everyone that I would still love asks about my ocs! I’m answering almost anything about them!

1. Has a pet pigeon named Arch/ime/des

2. Is a teacher. Teaches 5th graders. Absolutely loves his job.

3. He is also a skater which some of his students know

4. Knows how to do a bunch of tricks while skating

5. His first experience with vore was when Calder ate him. He didn’t admit it for a very long time but he loves to be eaten. Especially by Calder.

6. After becoming friends with Calder, he began to date him after a few months

7. Has a few tattoos. All of them are hidden by his shirt. He has an eel along his shoulder blades and G/od (a ghost Gold/ie salmonid) on his chest.

8. Doesn’t usually talk much but if you get him going he will not stop.

9. Has somehow managed to not be eaten by anyone until Calder. Had very conflicting feelings about it at first.

10. Basically “Wow! This is absolutely terrifying but I love it! Wait. Why the fuck do I love it?”

11. His best friend, Calix, has never ate him or anyone as he’s an observer. Did encourage Nasu to be (safely) eaten by preds though.

12. Doesn’t look like the kinda guy but he loves rock music

13. Loves to dance to basically any song

14. Secretly loves to be willingly teased by his predators. Gets a little blushy if a pred presses him against their stomach.

15. Calder, after them dating for awhile, manages to embarrass Nasu with simple voreish words and gestures. Nasu doesn’t blush easily but somehow Calder gets under his skin.

16. Does cook/bake a bit. Sometimes makes cookies or a cake for his class.

17. Some low self esteem issues. Tries his best to not let anyone know about them though.

18. Plays a bit of guitar as a side hobby. Self taught.

19. Nasu is related to Hato. Older sibling to him.

20. Slightly squeamish. Can handle a low amount of blood but a lot will cause him to faint. Vomit though is a huge no. Will immediately feel sick and maybe faint.

[shushiyuii]

tiny mer tommy and giant mer wilbur noms where wilbur gets lost in instincts and ends up hunting tommy freaking tommy out because he doesn't know its safe as well as it maybe being there first meeting

AM BACK!!! HAHAHAA!!!! AND ANGST IS DUE!! (Don't worry it's really just fluff xD)

Warnings: Mouth play, Mentions of fatal vore and fearplay.

Words: 1.7K+

As vast and large as the sea was it currently seemed, filled with the beauty of the coral and life of the fish and Mers. None appeared to be around currently… Not that Tommy Danger Kraken Innit minded!

He didn’t mind being alone in the sea! He had plenty of wives out in the ocean! He was sure to find somebody… Eventually… He sighed as he laid on a rock in disappointment, disappointment, and ashamed. Ashamed of what had happened.

The young Mer had been an idiot and was being rather reckless, he always loved the danger, teasing predatory Mers into thinking they were getting an easy meal but that wasn’t always the case as Tommy always had a sneaky move up his sleeve.

One time, he had been a little too reckless, and lead a dangerous Mer a little too close for the coral reef’s liking and after much discussion from the Reef, they decided the best course of action would be to exile the young Mer.

They were idiots, leaving a young Mer to fend for himself out in the wild! What were they thinking?! Even his fucking family left him! In all honesty, though, he missed the comfort of the Reef. After all, it was his home, the place he felt like he belonged…

But, hey! Tommy wasn’t going to give up! He was going to find a new home! And be better than these people who decided to abandon him!

…

There was a new scent in the area, an unfamiliar one. It was a Mer, a small one. One that would normally be considered a meal for the average Mer… But Wilbur wasn’t inheritably like that, his instincts were very different from the normal Mer.

Instead of having the normal instincts to eat whatever living thing was in front of him but Wilbur never really felt those instincts, they were more dormant than anything. In fact, not like he didn’t eat the occasional Mer but that was only when the time called it necessary.

He was more playful than anything, he found that he relied more on his hunting instincts than predatory ones and with it, he was more sensitive, observant. He never found the satisfaction in eating Mers, rather chasing them was a hobby of his that he enjoyed.

Can’t say that the Mers themselves liked it though because they often found Wilbur terrifying, more so than the actual Mers that actually ate them. They didn’t know he meant no harm, so rumors spread about him. About him being the ‘The chaser’.

The chaser meaning he’d chase you so much to the point you’d tire yourself out from exhaustion. Then be devoured in a very… not so nice way. And because of these rumors, everyone avoided his territory. Leaving Wilbur in complete isolation.

Wilbur never really minded the loneliness much, despite his enjoyment because he rather preferred it, it gave him peace and time. And that’s why he found it so odd that there was a scent of a Mer nearby.

…

He put down his musical instrument, what would usually be called a ‘guitar’ and set it aside in a corner of a cave. And carefully swam towards the scent, curious at to what a Mer was doing on his territory and was surprised to find a red-looking Mer contemplating on a rock….

Which was honestly an interesting sight, seeing the Mer turn from a look of sadness to one of slight determination, before immediately contemplating himself again. It caught his intrigue; it was rather interesting…

Had this Mer not heard the rumors? Or was he unaware of what was to possibly come? Honestly, Wilbur did not wish to harm this Mer in any way. Most probably because he hadn’t had company in so long, could he really be blamed?

He swam carefully towards the tiny Mer…

…

Tommy felt his heart race when a looming shadow covered him, he flinched and immediately turned around, almost screaming his lungs out as he saw a giant, smiling Mer with the sharpest teeth he had ever seen.

The Mer’s claws were undoubtedly sharp and seemed wicked with the smile it was portraying. Not only that the size of the Mer was gigantic, much larger than other giant Mers Tommy had seen during his lifetime.

He swam away, quickly as he could before being caught by the giant Mer. Giant hands held him tightly, he felt the Mer’s arms move, no doubt towards his face. He opened his eyes and there they were the Mer’s eyes…

But for some reason, the Mer’s face didn’t display the happiness of whatever meal he was about to have, rather concern. Concern over the fact that he’d scared the poor guy.

“Oh god- I didn’t mean to scare you! I’m sorry!”, his voice was soothing, almost like a lullaby. But it confused Tommy, why was a giant Mer concerned over scaring him? Wouldn’t he be delighted to have an easy meal?

The Mer’s eyes furrowed at the sight of Tommy’s fear increasing. In hopes of calming the Mer slightly, he let go of his hold of the Mer, granting him freedom. Tommy looked to the Mer in fear, unable to move due to the fear of death holding him within its grasp.

…

“Are you lost? What’s somebody so young like you, doing out here?”. That comment angered Tommy, no one dared to call him a child. And he wasn’t about to be patronized! Not by some giant who thinks he can take advantage of him!

“DON’T YOU DARE PATRONISE ME! YOU FUCKER!”. All his fear disappeared for a moment, but it immediately disappeared as the Mer moved slightly, scaring Tommy to a point where he flinched back again.

The Mer appeared to be amused at Tommy’s brief moment of anger, “You’re an interesting one, aren’t you?”, the comment itself was enough to make Tommy shiver. “I- “, Tommy couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.

“My name is Wilbur, nice to meet you, small one. What’s your name?”, reluctantly and wanting the highest chances to live in this situation, spoke his name. “T-Tommy…”, the Mer smiled, showing off all his large fangs to be seen.

“That’s a nice name! One I believe to have the meaning of soldier! Which you definitely quite display!”. The Mer’s extra comment on the name seemed to be a rather one to add additional conversation like the Mer was lonely.

Wilbur moved his hand towards Tommy, he immediately swam back. Realizing the fear, Wilbur withdrew his hand, not wanting to scare Tommy. “Sorry! I- I don’t want to hurt you!”, he tried to reassure but it just seemed to make the teen more on edge.

Then Tommy spoke up, “What do you mean not hurt me!? You’re a predator!”, the comment itself made Wilbur flinch back, “Listen! I really don’t want to hurt you! If I wanted to, wouldn’t I have done so by now?”.

It did make Tommy think, why wasn’t the Mer hurting him right now? “Well, what if you’re playing a game?”. Wilbur’s pupils dilated slightly, but not in a manner of hunting, rather in concern. “I promise I’m playing no game here child-“. That angered Tommy but he made no attempt to lash out.

“Now, that aside”, The mer’s expression looked more worried, “What’s somebody like you doing out here in my territory?”. Was Tommy really going to open up to a giant Mer who’s probably going to kill him? Was he about to regret what he was about to do? Certainly.

“I- My Reef, exiled me”, if Mer’s could cry, he’d most likely be sobbing right now, but only saddened chirps left his throat. Wilbur seemed to pity him slightly and offered his hand to Tommy, who much to Wilbur’s surprise, accepted the hand hug.

Tommy accepted the hand hug of the stranger. Despite the fact it was from it was a giant, but it was strangely comforting, “I’m sorry that had to happen, would you like to stay here for a while?”, Tommy looked up to Wilbur’s gaze and found no dishonesty.

Perhaps he could actually trust the Mer?...

…

It all turned to dust when Wilbur took Tommy to his cave to rest, and a little mistake happened…

Tommy had accidentally swum too close towards Wilbur’s mouth, and it seemed to activate both of their instincts. Tommy swam back in fear and soon heard the growls of Wilbur, who turned with his eye dilated and tongue gaping out his mouth.

To say Tommy was swimming as fast as he could, was an understatement. He was swimming for his life. His mind screaming with panic, screaming at him to swim away as fast as he can. Wilbur followed without effort, scrambling to grab Tommy who narrowly dodged.

Wilbur tried to stop, holding back whatever instincts he could, trying not to grab Tommy with all he could with claws. To say Wilbur was enjoying it was true, but he wasn’t really enjoying the fact that he couldn’t control himself.

The pattern repeated as they swam behind rocks, seaweed, and the other sea life. All until Tommy inevitably swam into a corner. That was when he realized that Wilbur was the most likely rumored Chaser, and he knew that he was now going to be devoured.

…

Wilbur’s claws reached out to him, he screamed for Wilbur to stop but it never happened. Instead, Wilbur’s mouth opened, displaying his large fangs and sharp tongue. He waited to be placed within the Mer’s mouth.

But it never happened, rather the tongue curled around him, covering him in saliva, purring but he was never placed inside of the Mer’s mouth. And rather, Wilbur would occasionally nuzzle Tommy. As if he had no intention of harming the Mer….

…

He yawned as he stretched, he looked around to the familiar sharp fangs without fear. Rather he smiled as he playfully punched the inside of Wilbur’s mouth. To which the older responded with a groan until the mouth opened and a gentle claw brought him out.

He had been living with Wilbur for a long while now, he’d grown to trust him, even going as far as to call him his brother. And Wilbur was more than happy to accept that fact.

The two lived together happily for a long while.

[celestialmango]

Frightened prey, soft vore, safe vore, protective pred, multiple Preds, digestion mentioned

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The sounds of a scuffle is what drew the P3 towards the alley, they observe the scene to see P1 and P2 fighting over a scared prey, P3 gestures for the prey to come over to them seeing as the two other Predators are too busy fighting each other to notice prey sneak away.

P3 places a hand on their back and guides them a few blocks away before turning to prey, removing the sucker from their mouth so they could speak clearly "you know they're going to realize you escaped soon and will start hunting you down right?" Their voice comes out calm and cold.

Prey says nothing but their expression says everything, they're shaking too scared to speak, P3 sighs and rubs the back of their neck then drop it to their side, "look, you've probably got about half an hour before they catch up, I usually ask payment for this and you're going to owe me afterwards but those preds wanted to actually eat you like your nothing but food and you don't want to die right?"

Prey nods timidly "then I need you to cooperate hi me." P3 gently grasps preys hands and sticks them in their mouth watching Prey's expressions , Prey stiffens as P3 grasps their sides and lifts them up a bit against the wall while a swallow pulls Prey's arm into their throat up to their elbow .

Preys face looks scared and worried, they damn well know they're stuck between a rock and a hard place but their only choices are wait and get eaten by Preds who will definitely digest them and the 50/50 chance this Pred who maybe won't, there's a noise loud noise in the distance and prey flinches.

P3's eyes narrow, they readjust their grip on thier prey, knowing they can't take their time so Prey would have an easier dealing time with this situation, they speed up, Prey's startled Yelp is muffled as with a strong shove and a gulp Prey's hands enter P3 stomach and they are swallowed up to their abdomen, P3 grasps their thighs, another shove and gulp while they throw thier head back using gravity to assist with their task.

Prey is cramped forcefully into P3 gut up to their calves, a few smaller swallow and their devourer stops for a moment, they feel their shoes get pulled off and P3 places a hand at thier throat as preys feet slide down to join the rest of them, they pull of their backpack and stick Prey's shoes inside then puts it back on and starts walking, they gently push the bulge helping pred curl into a more comfortable position.

"I need to stay as still as possible if you want this to work" prey curls themselves up tighter in response, still to shaken to speak with the groaning and growls P3 digestive system is making around them. P3 pats their stomach a few times and exits the alley way heading down the street to their apartment. The only sign they were ever in the alley is a discarded sucker, P1 & P2 pass them by a few times though never paying attention to P3 assuming they're digesting a meal they had hours ago from how noisy their gut is and the lack of movement.

P3 make it to their apartment without a hitch, they enter and toss their bag on the ground before shutting the door and relaxing on their couch, they push a hand against thier stomach, "you still awake in there?" A soft muffled voice comes from their gut, 'yeah' they give their stomach a rub 'what happens to me now?' they ask timidly.

P3 tilts their head thinking "well, those two seemed determined to keep looking for you so I won't be able to let you go for a while, that's not to say I'm not going to spit you back up it's in a more, you're going to have to stay with me in my apartment for a few days till they give up." Prey shifts around slightly 'I never asked what I was going to owe you' P3 is silent for a moment before calmly stating "a date."

'a date?' "yeah, seen you around the college campus a few times and you're kinda cute. I would like to get to know you better..." 'okay' prey responds 'when are you going to let me out though?' and though prey can't see it P3 shrugs, "a couple hours at the most, I'm tired, want a nap, you feel pretty comfy in there and probably need a nap too after what you faced. I'll let you borrow some of my clothes to take a shower afterwards while yours are being wash. I stuck your shoes in my bag by the way."

'ah but what about clothes for however long I'm stuck here?' P3 rubs their stomach"shush and go to sleep we can talk about that later."

[quothethemenevermore]

A twist of events

Haha I finally updated again! Contains soft, safe, unwilling vore.

Usually it wasn't difficult. Usually it only took one glance, or even just getting close to the trespassers for them to run away in fear. He didn't mind doing this job if it kept him safe from the pesky humans who were too stupid to keep themselves alive in their forest. They asked too many questions anyway.

So then why was this one so difficult? He always came back. And to make matters worse, he was getting closer to finding Lovino's house, a small cave in the base of the mountain. But you'd have to travel very far into the forest to get to it, and Lovino was good at keeping humans away. Except this one. What was up with him? Or, rather, them?

It was a small group of researchers that kept coming back. However, the first one he scared hasn't come back since he scared them, he noted with a sense of pride. The rest of them kept coming back though, and it was a problem.

Lovino didn't want them finding out anything about his species. It put not only himself but his brothers in danger too. Even if his brothers weren't around, it was still too risky for them to find out anything about nagas.

He hid as well as he could behind the trees along the trail the monsters had made for themselves, that the humans were using. He only observed for now, knowing scare tactics weren't enough. He would have to find something to keep them out of the forest for good.

Currently there were only two of them, the man that continuously came back every time and a young female he only saw a couple of times. he believes it was her younger brother he scared off, which may be why she was in the forest to begin with. That, and the man probably talked her into it. He frowned when they started to branch off the path, the girl seeming to disagree with this. "We won't find anything staying on the path, Bella. They wont come on the path if we are on it." Damn right, we don't want to socialize with humans, he thought bitterly.

He shifted again, wanting to keep an eye on them but it was difficult to at his height. He was definitely taller than nagas usually were, perhaps due to the magic properties the forest offered. His human half alone was about twenty feet, and he wasn't quite sure how long his tail was. About twice the length of his human half though. He seemed to be the only one affected, as his brother was less than half his height. He shrugged, more concerned with the humans than how he wound up his size. The humans were getting off the trail, and to his dismay heading towards the mountain. He had to follow, slithering behind them as quietly as possible. There were a few times in which the girl, Bella- he figured that may have been her name- looked around warily, but she couldn't find anything. Most other creatures had camouflage and knew better than to be seen by humans. He kept his human half hidden behind trees and bushes. His tail, which was a mottled green and brown, at least matched the scenery around him. It was the only camouflage he had, nagas were better known for fear tactics than hiding.

A few hours walking (and painfully slow slithering) led them exactly where he didn't want them. "I think the nagas in this forest may have their homes here. It's the last place to check anyway." The man said. Today he seemed to be wearing a long sleeved shirt and jeans, probably learning from last time that anything shorter wasn't a good idea with creatures out for human blood and all the potentially dangerous plants. The girl continued looking around, her green eyes wide. "I don't think we should continue.." she started. "Why not? We got this far! We can't let this be another pointless trip or our bosses will kill us!" The girl frowned. "Yes, that's true, but this is dangerous! Even just going back and saying se found where they live would be better than nothing. It's getting dark and I'd rather not be around when the monsters actually start coming out." Lovino had to say he admired the girl standing up like that. She seemed to be the only one out of them that had common sense. She was right, of course. It was getting dark, and he knew that the rest of the monsters would begin getting up and start roaming around. However, he would be the only one to touch these two, the monsters stayed away from him and being around these two would make it seem like he'd been stalking them for a meal. Which wasn't exactly wrong, he had been stalking them for the better part of the day.

"We could always just hide in one of those caves for the night. It will be okay, Bella. I've been in this forest numerous times and I've made it back okay every single time." Little cocky for someone who's lying about that.

Lovino guessed the reason this man in particular, whose name he didn't know, was only coming back and being insistent on staying so he could see him again. Every single time that man is in these woods, he always sees Lovino. And Lovino tries to scare him away every single time. And it never works. He even attacked the man before, and he knew he did damage because it was a long time before he saw the man again.

"Antonio, please. I don't think this is such a good idea." The two froze, hearing a howl in the distance. Lovino cursed under his breath. Gilbert, a werewolf and the person his brother was living with, didn't care about Lovino's appearance. He will go after the humans if he wanted them. Lovino looked up briefly, and there he was. The albino wolf looked down at the humans, then where Lovino was. Lovino snapped his teeth at him as a territorial gesture.

Wolves weren't allowed in naga territory, and nagas weren't allowed in wolf territory. The only difference was Feliciano, who nobody really had the heart to tell him he couldn't stay with his friend, Ludwig. Gilbert, however, knew the rules and has had a few strikes already. A smirk curled the wolf's lip up, and he started down the cliff towards the humans. Bella noticed him first, stumbling backwards and dragging Antonio with her. Lovino watched for a few seconds, glaring at Gilbert. Gilbert still kept the smirk on his face, and Lovino knew what he was doing.

If these are really your humans, take them.

Anger flashed through him. Anger at the humans for coming into the forest, anger at the man-Antonio in particular for continuing to come back, anger at Gilbert for challenging him on his own turf, anger at what he was about to do.

He reached down and scooped the humans into his hands and hissed at Gilbert, who stood down with amusement in his eyes. He went back up towards his home, but not before pissing the naga off even more. "See ya later, Lovino! Your brother said he'd visit tomorrow, so you might want to deal with those humans now." He yelled in wolf, knowing Lovino was the only one who could understand what he just said.

His hands began to tighten into fists, but stopped when he felt shaking. Looking down, it clicked what exactly he had done.

Bella was shaking, his claws inches from her body. It probably shook her up, the grabbing and now accidentally threatened with claws that were approximately half her size. He felt bad for scaring her, actually. She was a human, but at least she was trying to leave. She knew she shouldn't have been here. Antonio, however, looked fascinated. And it pissed him off even more. He growled, realizing he was stuck with the two for the night. He couldn't take them back to the border, he would get spotted by monster and human alike. And Feliciano would freak out if he killed them, though he didn't really want to. At least, Bella he didn't want to. He sighed and started towards his cave, which wasn't far.

He set Bella on the ground after he blocked the cave's exit with rocks, snarling at Antonio. The girl gasped, fearing for her friend. He tried to ignore her for the time being. "I have tried everything to keep you the fuck away from my home, from this forest. Why the ever loving fuck do you keep coming back!?" He snarled at the human. He was fed up with dealing with him. "You can talk?" He got even madder at the answer he got. "Yes, I can talk, idiot. Do I look stupid to you?" "No, I just wasn't sure if you could. You never talked to me before." "Because you weren't supposed to come back!" He yelled at the human, feeling satisfied at making him flinch at the volume. "What will it take for you to leave me the hell alone?"

"Well, I'm in the forest because I'm a researcher along with Bella. We're supposed to be investigating nagas but the first team wouldn't come back because they said the nagas were too hostile." "We are-" "We can't leave until we learn all there is to know about them." Antonio cut him off. "Besides, I don't think nagas are meant to be as large as you are." "And why, exactly is that?"

"How about this: you answer the questions we have and then we won't come back! Will that work?" "Absolutely not. The more you know about me the more danger my species is in." "Your species isn't in danger!" "Say that to the wolves. As far as I'm aware they are endangered because of humans." He felt a small poke at his side and looked down. "Is that why we were almost attacked?" The small girl asked, barely audible at his current height. He leaned down and picked her up again, her clinging to his fingers to prevent falling. He wouldn't drop her, but if it made her feel safer, than fine. He flipped his hand so she was sitting on his palm, so she felt a little safer about being held. Antonio had been seated the same way but his fingers still curled around the human, still angry at him in particular. "Yes and no. That wolf is just a stupid asshole who shouldn't have been near my territory."

She nodded, accepting the answer. "How come you answer her questions and not mine?" Antonio whined. "Because she has common sense and tried to leave when she could. You're an idiot who chose to stay and almost got mauled by a wolf." He felt a small pang in his stomach, and was reminded of the fact he hadn't eaten today. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." "What's wrong?" Bella seemed concerned. "Because I followed you two around all day, I didn't eat. And now I cant go get something to eat because I have to watch you two." "I knew you were following us!" Antonio exclaimed, earning a glare. "You can go get some food if you like, I can keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't do anything." She seemed nervous saying this, and he knew why. She said it with the assumption that he trusted her enough for him to let her stay in the cave by herself. Themselves, if he included the idiot. "No, I don't want that idiot here without me supervising." "I'm right here, you know.." "And it's your fault I have to go hungry because you couldn't learn your lesson and not come back. I should just eat you and not have to worry about you coming back again." The last part he didn't think about when he said it, but the idea lingered. He did have a pouch that the two could reside in and he not have to worry about, and he could still go hunting. "Please don't…" Bella seemed more concerned now, more for her partner this time. Antonio, however, didn't seem too frightened by his words. He heard from someone who had encountered a naga in these woods that nagas had pouches, and he trusted that it was true. He could tell Bella was frightened by the idea, so he got up to walk over and reassure her. He lost his balance, however, and fell back into the sitting position he was in before. "Its okay, Bella. I don't think he'll hurt us." Lovino wanted to disagree, but since he also wanted to reassure the poor girl, he was stuck nodding his head in agreement. Antonio didn't see it, so he counted it a win in his books. "So what will you do for food? You can't just go hungry.." he wasn't sure how to react to the fact that the human who was just scared he was going to eat them was concerned about his health. It was honestly adorable.

"I never said I wasn't going to eat you.." he started off, watching her freeze up. Antonio came to the rescue before he could finish his sentence. "I heard nagas have pouches. It's where they keep their young when they go hunting. If that's what he means, we would be safe while he goes and hunts and he can keep an eye on us still." "Where did you hear that from?" Lovino quirked a brow. It was accurate, so how did he learn about it? Did he run into Feliciano once? "Oh, I heard about it from someone who also encountered a naga in this forest. I'm not sure if that naga was you though…"

Bella looked up suddenly. "I just realized we don't know each other's names!" "Uh.." Lovino was getting ready to explain that he knew their names already, but she was on a roll. "My name is Bella, and that is Antonio. What's your name?" "...Lovino." He figured there wasn't any harm in them knowing his name. "Its nice to meet you, even if you didn't want to meet." Bella said, offering him a smile. He gave a very small one back, trying to comfort her. She probably wouldn't like what he did next.  

An awkward silence followed, before the girl cleared her throat. "So, would it be safe for us to be in your pouch while you get food?" She seemed anxious. She didn't exactly plan on being eaten when she came in the forest this morning. He nodded. "You won't like how you have to get to it." She nodded as well. "I figured. Being eaten alive wasn't exactly on my to do list.." "When you're a mythical creature investigator it usually is." Antonio offered. "Only with you it is." She laughed. "I never said it was on my list-" Antonio tried to defend himself but there was no winning when your partner and the naga you were stuck with were both laughing at you. He sighed in defeat, pouting.

"Okay, okay. Now for a better question." Lovino stopped laughing enough to move on to the next topic. "Who's going first?" The humans in his hands froze, looking at each other. Bella pointed to Antonio. "What? Why?" "If you didn't insist on moving forward, we wouldn't have to be getting eaten right now. You got us into this mess." She said matter-of-factly. Lovino got the undertones of her reasoning, however. If she could see it was safe, she would probably feel better about doing it. Plus, this would be some sweet revenge on the human for not minding his own business.  

He grinned, lifting Antonio up closer to his face. The human was pouting again, but he could see the twinge of fear in his eyes. Good.

He held his hand to his mouth, letting the human slide in. He immediately began squirming, not used to being trapped in an enclosed space. The grin faded into a smirk.

The last time he had done this was to scare a persistent human away, several years ago. He forgot how nice it felt to have something squirming in his mouth, completely at his mercy. He hadn't swallowed the human, however.

It had also been a while since he's stored anything. He didn't have a mate or offspring, but he did store his younger brothers a couple times after their caretaker, their grandfather, had gone missing. He had to step up as the caretaker, which was probably why he acted the way he did now. Especially to humans, who he believed was the reason they lost their grandfather. He was pulled from his musings as he felt the struggles begin to slow, the human tiring himself out. He looked down at Bella, who had her eyes closed and was looking down at the naga's hand. She was distracting herself, he knew.

He carefully maneuvered Antonio towards his throat, and, not feeling any further struggles, swallowed. Bella tensed at that, looking up. Lovino closed his eyes, focusing on ensuring the human wound up in his pouch. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and met her gaze. She looked away, but only briefly. "Is he okay?" She asked, fingers fidgeting slightly in worry.

"He's okay. He tired himself out." He snorted. They had gone over the fact that it was safe yet he still struggled. He didn't understand, but he wasn't complaining. She giggled nervously. Now it was her turn. She still wasn't ready, however. He could tell she was anxious, and it made him feel bad. He wasn't sure how to reassure her, though. He raised the human towards his lips, trying to think of a way to make her more relaxed.

He decided on something he had seen humans do before. He pressed his lips against the girls head, hearing her squeak in surprise. She looked up, her face growing red. But she had a smile on her face, as hesitant as it was. "It's okay.." he said softly. "He's safe, and so will you be." She nodded, looking down again. He figured this was her way of submitting, and slid her into his mouth also.

She had a sweeter taste than Antonio did, kind of flowery but also a strange sweetness. He didn't know what to compare it too, but he couldn't say he didn't like it. He didn't mess with her too much, however, knowing how nervous she was. That, and she was doing most of the work by moving around herself. It surprised him, but he didn't object. Before long he also had her on her way to his pouch. She didn't fight but she didn't stay still, either. It was enough movement that he didn't worry too much about her. Besides, she seemed to be a strong girl. He doubted something like this would keep her down too long. There was a brief scramble when she finally made it to his pouch, but then the two humans settled down once more. He sighed in relief. "I'm going hunting now, so I won't be able to talk until I get back to my cave. Don't make a ruckus." He moved the boulder back in front of the cave entrance when he left, much easier to do with both hands. He was preparing to go into the forest when he felt something strange. He looked down, and the feeling happened again. He pressed a hand against where he felt the feeling, and then the feeling- what he now realized were hands- pressed again. This time, they didn't leave. "What is it?" His voice was quiet, and he strained his hearing to see why whoever it was was doing that. He believed it was Bella, Antonio was either too scared or too tired to explore. Though, if he wasn't either he would have no doubt it would be him. "Oh! I'm just exploring, sorry." That had to be a lie. Pressing in the same spot three times wasn't exploring. But he also didn't want to call the girl out on her bluff, so he let it be. "Don't explore too much." He muttered jokingly, turning his hearing to his surroundings.

~~~~

She hadn't been expecting the kiss, thinking that Lovino didn't know that human custom. But he did, and he said comforting words to her. He was trying really hard to make her trust him, and she couldn't help but trust him. If he's lying, at least I think it will be quick. She looked down at his palm again, closing her eyes and taking a breath to prepare herself. She could feel the air around her grow hotter and damp and she was pressed into his mouth. Only when the jaws clicked around her did she open her eyes. It didn't change much, but she had the feeling she'd be relying on touch anyway. So that is what she did, sitting up. She felt around her surroundings, noting a few things.

His tongue was thin, yet had the same texture as a human tongue. His tongue was also sensitive to touch, as it twitched at her touch. Most of the flesh in his mouth was soft, except for his palate and the gums just above/below his teeth. His teeth were hard, to be expected. But she also noticed that along with two rather long fangs for top canines, he didn't have very many teeth beyond the front. Perhaps it's due to him being able to unhinge his jaw? She was curious now, and would have to ask. She felt her surroundings move backwards suddenly, and she realized she probably spent a long time with her exploration. That feeling of terror popped up again, and she tried to calm herself down with deep breaths. It worked enough that she didn't resist when he tilted his head back completely and swallowed.

The experience was… weird, to say the least. There wasn't much she could compare it to. All she could note that it was tight, but not suffocating. It was hotter in here than his mouth, and it was pretty slick but she knew most of that was a given. It didn't last long, and she slid out of his esophagus and had a short free fall- landing directly on top of Antonio, who probably hadn't moved since he got there. She got off of him, moving towards her own corner. "Are you okay?" She asked, worried. But he had gotten up and sat up as well, so she figured he was. "Yea, I'm alright. Just tired.." he trailed off with a yawn. "It's really warm in here.. Are you okay, Bella?" "Yea, I'm perfect. Besides getting eaten, but it wasn't that bad." It was too dark to see the look of horror on Antonio's face. "Wasn't that bad? Did he hypnotize you?" Both were cut off when the voice rumbled around them. "I'm going hunting now, so I won't be able to talk until I get back to my cave. Don't make a ruckus." He still sounded pretty annoyed, but she waved it off. He had kept his word, so she felt safe with him. Antonio sighed, going back to his drowsy state. Bella stood up and began to walk around. She didn't want to settle in and fall asleep quite yet, and she didn't think simple movements would count as ruckus after what Antonio did. She pressed her hands into the wall of the pouch, feeling the texture of the wall. It had little difference against the texture of his mouth, but it felt softer? She pressed into it again, not expecting a sudden pressure to press back. She pulled her arms back for a moment, but the pressure didn't leave. So she pressed her hands against the pressure again, realizing it had to be his hand. "What is it?" He said softly, and she realized she interrupted him again. "Oh! I'm just exploring, sorry." She felt her face get hot at his next words. "Don't explore too much." It was jokingly, but she heard the accusation underneath. He didn't think she was exploring. She sighed. "I wont." She decided that was good enough, and settled down next to Antonio, who had fallen asleep. Funny how he seemed to trust the naga more and now he didn't, yet she now trusted the naga when she hadn't before. Well, it could be a lie. She knew Antonio trusted the naga still, he just had difficulty dealing with learning things the hard way like this. She worried she was too mean when she forced him to go first. She laid her head on his shoulder, feeling guilty. She guessed he wasn't completely asleep though, as he wrapped his arm around her and rested his head on top of hers. "Good night." "Hey, he's not keeping us in here for the night!" She joked, but she too felt drowsy and gave in. She closed her eyes, and once again felt humor in the fact that it didn't change what she saw.

~~~

He had just gotten back to his cave, laying down carefully to not disturb the two in his pouch. It had been a long hunt, but at least it was successful. He was planning to let them out as soon as he got back, but realized halfway through his hunt that they were asleep. He rolled his eyes. Of course they fall asleep. He blamed it on the humans not taking breaks today, refusing to believe they trusted him enough to sleep within him.

But whatever, if they were sleeping so was he. He carefully coiled around himself, laying down. He'll figure out what to do with the humans tomorrow, he decided with a yawn. For now, he was going to sleep.

[dommateolopez]

WHO: Mateo and @elihummelsub

WHEN: 6/10 @ 4pm

WHAT: Mateo fulfills Eli’s auction scene with some bondage, impact play and some sexy times.

He'd laid everything out in the spare bedroom, a set of red ropes neatly arranged on the bed, along with a crop and a flexible paddle. He wasn't sure where Eli's limits on impact play laid but he didn't want to push the boy too far - not when this was meant to be a positive experience. Once Eli arrived, he instructed the sub to strip and kneel by the bed, and he slid one hand through his hair gently. "Good boy. Remind me of your limits and safeword, please."

Eli had wasted no time in getting to Mateo's and once inside and ordered to strip, he'd knelt by the bed and nodded at the praise, "Limits are vore, scat, vomit and ageplay sir. Safewords are red and amber. I can handle quite a bit and though this is a positive experience, please you can be a little rough with me".

He raised an eyebrow. This was Eli's show after all. The corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk, his fingers tightening slightly in the sub's hair. "You'll take what I give you and like it, boy," he said, his voice still gentle, but a bit of a growl behind the words. "Up on the bed, on your back. Bring your knees up to your chest and spread your legs," he ordered.

Eli felt the grip tighten and couldn't hide the smile that had crept on his face, "Yes Sir, I'll enjoy whatever you do to me" he breathed. He climbed onto the bed and pulled his knees up to his chest, letting them fall to side as he held them, "Thank you sir" he said.

Mateo shucked his shirt off and grabbed the first set of ropes, coming up to sit between the sub's spread legs. Before he began tying, he tapped into his phone, setting a playlist of soft classical music, wanting a bit of background noise as he worked. Carefully, he bound Eli's legs, tying his shin to his thigh near the knee and again near the ankle, binding his legs up and apart in a frog tie to leave his cock, balls and ass deliciously exposed. Once he completed both legs, he cupped Eli's ass in his palms, squeezing the plump cheeks before lifting his hips and setting two pillows underneath to put him even more on display. "Everything feel okay, boy? No pinching or pulling?" he asked as he moved to grab the other set of ropes.

Eli watched as Mateo worked, clearly a master in his art. As his legs were tied together, he gave a little movement to test the restraints. As his ass was squeezed he wriggle a little but had to hide the small moan that escaped his lips. Eli felt exposed but he didn't mind, he wanted to do this and he was going to enjoy every last second, "Yes Sir, everything feels good" he nodded.

"Good. Arms up towards the headboard." Eli had wanted bondage, so he was getting the full experience. Mateo bound his arms over his head, using a ladder knot to keep them pressed together, eventually lashing his wrists to the headboard. He stepped back to observe the gorgeous picture the boy made. "You look amazing like this, boy. All bound and ready to play with," he hummed. "I know you asked for impact, and we'll get to it, but there's just one more thing..." He slid back onto the bed, the paddle and crop still waiting, but he had something else in mind first to ensure he would associate this pain with nothing but pleasure.

Eli appreciated this bondage. It was well done and gave little movement but he couldn't complain, this is what he wanted. He tested the restraints once again and smiled when he felt his couldn't move his hands from the headboard, Mateo sure knew what he was doing, "Thank you sir, I can't wait for you to play with me as you see fit". He had a small amount of confusion on his face, "Yes Sir, you can do what you want".

"Good boy." Mateo leaned in and exhaled teasingly against the boy's balls, distracting him as he lubed up one of his fingers. He slid the slick digit inside of Eli, continuing to tease his balls and cock with warm breaths as he stretched him open, loving how it made the sub squirm. Once he was stretched, he replaced his fingers with a rather thick plug, the wide base resting over his hole. "Feel good?" he asked, watching him as he flicked a little button on the plug, bringing the vibration to life inside the sub.

Eli let out a gasp as he felt Mateos finger in him and he clenched his fists together. As he felt the plug slide him, filling him comfortably he wiggled a little to adjust and was about to respond when he felt the plug start to vibrate, "Oh god" he breathed out instead, "Feels so good" he moaned, "Holy fuck" he couldn't help saying.

Mateo chuckled at the reaction, enjoying the way the sub cursed and wriggled. "Mm, thought you might like that," he said, reaching to squeeze his ass cheeks again. He kept a close eye on him as he brought down his hand against one firm cheek, not as hard as he could but still enough to leave a good sting.

Eli continued to squirm as he adjusted to the plug in his ass. It felt so good. As the slap came he couldn't hold on the moan and allowed it to escape his lips. He'd always found it odd that pain could be so pleasureable, "Thank you Sir" he said, quietly through his controlled breathing.

"Good boy," he murmured, laying a slap on the other cheek. "I want you to count for me. Thirty slaps. Then you get one edge before we move on to the paddle," he promised in a low voice, eager to make this boy into a squirming, begging mess before long.

Eli nodded at the orders, "Yes Sir, thirty slaps, I'll count them" he said, still wriggling into the bed from the plug. He didn't think he'd need help in being edged, his cock already hard from the current actions.

Mateo grinned, then started, keeping a steady rhythm of his hand against the boy's ass. He waited for the count every time, keeping the blows spread over his cheeks and inner thighs, a couple even landing close to his balls to spread the sensation.

With every slap, Eli counted and thanked Mateo for what he was doing. His cock was hard and slick with pre-cum already and he wanted more, so much more as the plug vibrated in him, "Feels so fucking good. Fuck Sir" he breathed out, panting and sweat beading on his forehead.

When he reached thirty, Mateo paused, stroking over the deep pink skin of Eli's ass. "Yeah? You look so hot with your ass painted with my marks, boy. I think this cock of yours liked it too," he murmured, sliding his fingers over the slick head of Eli's length.

Eli continued to count for Mateo and groaned as he spoke and then slid his hand over his cock, "Sir, feels so good, I'm happy to be marked by you sir" he breathed out, "I can take more" he practically begged.

"I promised you an edge though, didn't I?" he purred. Mateo wrapped his hand around Eli's cock, stroking him slow but firm, knowing the boy had to be close to the edge already with how he was leaking.

Eli gasped out as Mateo started stroking his cock, rocking himself into Mateos hand as best he could through the restraints, "Oh gosh" he breathed out, biting down hard on his lip. He was already so close and this was bringing him closer. He was sure he was falling into subspace as he continued to desperately rock, fighting away his orgasm.

He continued stroking him for a few long minutes, thumb teasing over the head of his cock, until he felt the sub tensing even more. Then he backed off, squeezing his balls firmly. "Good boy. So sexy like this... you're making such a mess," he teased, licking some of the boy's fluids from his fingers before he reached for the crop to tease the leather over Eli's flushed ass.

Eli groaned hard as Mateo backed off him but continued to rock his hips, searching for friction that just wasnt there. He flushed at the words and when Mateo licked his hand, it sent his body a little wild, "Please Sir" he begged not even sure what he was begging for, anything and everything all that same time.

The Dom let out a chuckle as he watched Eli squirm. When he heard the begging, he brought the crop down on Eli's cheek sharply, raising one eyebrow. "Think you can handle twenty of these, boy?"

Eli had to admit the crop felt good. He loved the pleasure the hit brought him and he bit his lip to hide the moan, "Yes Sir" he almost screamed out, "I can handle 20 sir".

"Good boy. Count them for me," he ordered. That was all the warning Eli had before Mateo started, varying the strength of the blows to properly gauge Eli's reaction and pain threshold - he didn't want to push him too far when they still had the paddle.

With every blow, Eli screamed out the number, fully in Subspace as he begged and pleaded for more. Mateo was giving him everything he wanted and be really was enjoying this, his ass a perfect shade of pink, "Fuck Sir, please give me more" he begged, his cock twitching

Mateo tilted his head, laying an extra smack of the crop right next to his balls. "What did I say before, boy? You'll take what I give you and you'll like it," he growled. "Maybe I should smack that pretty cock of yours a few times so you'll remember," he proposed, flashing a wicked grin at the sub.

Eli nodded quickly, "Sorry sir, it just feels so freaking good, like it's the best feeling" he explained. When he heard the last words he nodded, "Only if I deserve it. My pleasure is your pleasure please Sir" he begged.

He traced the crop along Eli's cock, teasing the damp head and swatting it lightly. "So that is for my pleasure?" he asked, watching the sub carefully.

Eli nodded, biting his lip at the contact from the cane, "Yes Sir" he breathed, "As a submissive I ensure my Dom enjoys himself first and foremost".

"Good boy," he purred. Mateo laid the crop aside for the moment, plumping his cheeks in his hands again, squeezing over the red marks firmly. "This makes me very happy indeed, seeing this pretty little ass all red."

Eli's eyes rolled as Mateo gripped his ass and he moaned loudly, "Sir, the pleasure" he managed to gasp out, "Its all yours Sir". He felt so good, his head was in a good place, his own subspace and he loved every second

"You'll have some of your own in a bit, boy, for being so good. But first..." He picked up the paddle, sliding it against Eli's ass, tapping it lightly against the base of the plug. "Ten with this."

Eli nodded, "Yes Sir, ten is fine Sir" he said as he squirmed on the bed, testing the restraints as he did, desperate for release, so achingly hard, his cock leaking onto his stomach.

Mateo smirked and started the blows with the paddle, loving how the color bloomed even brighter with each smack of leather on skin. He adjusted his jeans gently, his cock thick and waiting inside, but this was about Eli first.

Eli counted with every hit, sure he'd gotten it wrong but he didn't care, his head was swimming and he was in a good place. He clenched his hands together and mumered incoherent words.

Eli fumbled on the count, but Mateo took it as a compliment. Once he'd reached ten, he set the paddle aside, again reaching to squeeze the abused cheeks. "Feel good, boy?" he asked, turning up the vibrations of the plug with a smirk.

Eli went to reply to the question but the vibrations increased and he gasped, squirming harder on the bed as he. He desperately needed some kind of release, “Sir, so fucking close Sir” he breathed out, trying his hardest to not come with out permission.

"Oh are you?" he asked, tilting his head as he watched Eli squirm. "You have been good for me, but I think you know how to ask better for your reward, boy.," Mateo pointed out, still roughly massaging Eli's red ass with a smirk.

Eli huffed from frustration, “Sir, please can I cum. I’m so close Sir please” he begged. He bit his lip, “I can help you out as well sir, please I’m begging you sir”

Mateo arched a brow, shifting his hands to ease the vibration down again. "You want my cock, boy? How about this - you give me two more edges, and I'll let you cum with the taste of my cum in your mouth," he promised, ghosting his hand over Eli's cock.

Eli panted as the vibrations eased and he nodded, “Yes Sir, I want your cock in my mouth and your cum down my throat please Sir” he begged as his strong urge to cum subsided a little. He body was beaded in sweat, his ass stinging but he was in a good place.

"Good boy. If you cum without permission, i won't be happy," he warned, wrapping his fingers around Eli again to stroke him, thumb dragging through the slick tip of his cock with each pass of his hand.

Eli’s eyes rolled with the touch, he knew it would not take him long to edge and he knew that he was making a mess over his stomach and Mateos hand from the amount of precum he had dropping from him, “Feels so good Sir” he groaned up, bucking his hips upwards a little.

His free hand gently toyed with the sub's balls as he teased his cock, working him up to the edge he knew wasn't far. "Tell me when you're close, boy, I want to hear you," he instructed, thumbing the tip of his cock again. "You're making such a mess..."

Eli groaned and closed his eyes, the thoughts in his head anything but Mateo, trying desperately to keep himself under control. He breathed hard and nodded, “Fuck Sir, I’m so close” he practically screamed out, “So fucking close Sir please” he begged.

When he heard the scream, he moved his hand away instantly, letting the sub calm down. Mateo rubbed lightly over his belly, shushing him, waiting until Eli's breathing had evened out a bit. Then with a wicked smirk, he leaned down and brushed his lips over the sub's cock, tongue flicking out to taste the mess still clinging to the smooth head.

Eli managed to compose himself when he felt Mateo stroke his stomach and the shushing helped him control his breathing. He had just controlled himself as he felt Mateos mouth on his cock and he gasped out, “Holy shit” he breathed out, “Fuck Sir you mouth... so good...” he whined.

He chuckled lightly around his mouthful, gently sucking on the boy's cock. He didn't want to bring him off - just wanted to tease until he'd emptied his own load in the boy's mouth. But he did taste good, the salty sweetness exploding deliciously on his tongue.

Eli moaned loudly as Mateo continued to suck on his cock, his fists clenched and he fought the restraints a little more, “Sir please, so close please” he begged, hoping Mateo would have had a change of heart. He was so aching desperate, “Please Sir. Please fuck my throat please” he begged.

He lifted his head and licked his lips, savoring the taste that lingered there. "Such a needy boy," he said, shifting to undo his pants and shuck them off. Mateo moved to straddle the boy's shoulders, tapping his cock against Eli's wet lips. "Open up for me, boy, and you'll get what you want."

Eli groaned once more as Mateo took himself away from him and then he felt the cock in his lips and he nodded, opening his mouth wide and lifting his head forward as much as he could. He looked upwards and said, “Please fuck my mouth and throat Sir”.

He put one hand behind Eli's head to hold him up as he slid his cock between those parted lips. Mateo groaned, the wet heat surrounding his cock more than perfect. His hips rocked slowly, fucking the boy's mouth as he'd requested, pushing between soft lips firmly.

Eli tried to moan but it came out as a hum around Mateos cock. He used his tongue to swirl it around Mateos cock as much as he could and lifted his head forward further still, trying to take as much as he could in, wanting to be gagged as he brought Mateo to his climax

"Fuck," he whispered, rocking his hips to fuck those pretty lips. "Such a sweet mouth... fuck," Mateo groaned out, his body starting to move faster as the heat in his stomach built.

Eli felt Mateos cock in the back of his throat and be groaned hard, humming around it as he gagged a little. He wanted this so hard and he tried to say, "I'm close" but words couldn't leave his body.

Mateo moved both of his hands to the sub's head, holding him still to fuck into his mouth. "Fuck... fuck!" He pressed deep into Eli's mouth, his hips rocking as he released into the boy's throat, his head tipped back as he groaned loudly.

Eli felt the cum shoot down his throat and he swollowed it all. As Mateo came, Eli found he came too, mess all over his stomach as he rode through the orgasm with Mateos cock in his mouth.

He caught his breath, his length lingering in Eli's mouth before he sat back a little. He turned with the intention of giving the boy what he needed - only to find white streaks all over Eli's belly. "Naughty boy," he crooned, dragging his fingers through the mess.

Eli blushed a deep red, his breathing coming down from what it had and he bit his lip, "I'm sorry Sir, I couldn't stop it" he breathed out, "So good Sir, you are so good".

Mateo chuckled, leaning over to kiss his forehead. "It's okay, boy. You did have permission after all, after your edges," he assured him, running his fingers through Eli's hair. "Just breathe, okay? I'm going to get you untied." Mateo began undoing the knots down Eli's arms, rubbing lightly as he removed the ropes to make sure he hadn't inadvertently cut off his circulation.

Eli lay still as he was undone, unable to articulate any words and feeling like he was on cloud nine, floating from the euphoria rushing through him. The little kiss on the head just made his eyes flutter and he breathed deep calmly breathes as he let Mateo work

He made sure to keep his hands on Eli at all times as he undid the ropes on his arms, and then his legs, one at a time. He stretched the slim limbs out gently, arranging Eli until he could pull the sub against his chest. "How are you feeling, good boy?" he asked, rubbing his back slowly.

Eli could feel the touches and hear Mateos voice as if nothing else mattered. He was pulled into Mateos chest as if he was weightless and he nodded, not sure he even knew how to make words and attempted to say, "Good, feels good" but it was slurred.

Mateo kept Eli cuddled close, rubbing his hands over the sub wherever he could reach. "Get some sleep, sweetheart. We'll get you cleaned up in a little bit,' he promised, knowing Eli was probably tired from the scene and the incredible orgasm.

Eli bit his lip and nodded, sleep was for sure what he needed but he managed to whisper out the word, "Blanket" as he liked to be wrapped in a blanket.

He smiled and reached over the side of the bed to snag one of the blankets, tucking it around Eli as best as he could while still keeping him in his arms. "Better, sweetheart?" he asked.

Eli nodded, nuzzling into the hold and gulping as his eyes started to flutter closed, "Thank you" he tried to force out but sleep stopped the words from coming out properly

Mateo pressed a kiss to the top of his head, content to stay there holding the sub for as long as he needed to sleep. Then he planned on getting him washed up and fed before walking him back to his room, once he was sure Eli was ready to be without him after he'd clearly dropped into his subspace as he did.

[mushroomminded]

Vore Theory

(I’m very sorry about the title....)

  Matt sat at the edge of the dock, his knees pulled up to his chest and his untied shoelace just touching the surface of the water. His arms were wrapped around the post at the end and he stared deeply at the horizon. It was calm. There was no sound but the water lapping against the boards and bugs and birds chatting with one another, and the sky was colored in streaks like finger paint reflecting across the surface of the water. Matt sighed deeply, resting his head on the post. 

  Suddenly a pair of arms were tight around his chest and he was thrown backwards. Matt screamed.

  “Saved your life!” Jon laughed, tumbling back onto the dock, letting Matt fall safely away from the water.

  “Don’t! Do that!” Matt yelled, scrambling to his knees, away from the edge of the dock.

  “Don’t be so fussy, I could have dunked you!” Jon protested, his head resting on the dock and a grin across his features.

  “I could have DIED!” Matt yelled. He clutched at one of the posts at the dock, his fingers getting twisted in the ropes.

  “You couldn’t have died, the water’s like five feet deep,” Jon said, rolling over and giggling.

  “I’m like five feet deep!” Matt said, holding a hand to the top of his head to indicate his height. “My breathing instruments are down here!” He lowered the hand to his mouth.

  “Dude, dude, let me show you something,” Jon said, sitting up. He pulled off his button up and slipped off his T-shirt. He kicked off his shoes and balled up his socks inside them before setting his glasses neatly on his stack of clothing.  

  “Seeing you strip isn’t going to make me feel better,” Matt grumbled.

  “Seriously, watch,” Jon said, standing. “I’m shorter than you, yeah? I’m gonna jump in the water and not swim and not die.”

  Matt watched him, his face still sour but with just a twinge of interest. Jon stepped to the edge of the dock, holding out his arms, then he jumped backwards, splashing into the water quietly. A moment later he resurfaced, grabbing easily onto the edge of the dock.

  “How is that not swimming?” Matt said, crinkling up his nose.

  “I didn’t swim! I just touched the bottom and pushed off of it,” Jon explained. “Look, look.” Jon swam over the the side of the dock so he was right in front of Matt. He then took a big breath and dunked himself again, holding his hands straight in the air. He stayed underwater for a moment, about half of his forearms and his hands free of the water. Then he resurfaced.

  “See? Easy.”

  Matt looked out across the water at the colored sky.

  “Mmm, still don’t like that,” he said. Jon stuck out his lower lip.

  “C’mon, now I’ve gone and gotten all wet, you can’t leave me looking like an idiot by myself,” he said, swimming up to the dock and resting his arms on it.

  “I can and I do every day,” Matt said with a smirk.

  “Ohhh, you got me,” Jon said, slumping and letting his chin rest in his arms. He smiled. “C’mon, at least come in and hang off the edge. Worst comes to worse I promise to rescue you.”

  Matt sighed. It was pretty toasty in his hoodie. He slipped it off.

  “Ayy! Take it off!” Jon cheered, pushing away from the dock and treading water.

  “Don’t push it,” Matt said, sliding off his T-shirt and his shoes. He carefully turned and lowered himself off the dock, the lakewater never going past his chin.

  “See? You’re doing great!” Jon said, swimming up to him and putting an elbow on the dock.

  “Sure would be nice if I could do this without testing fate,” Matt grumbled, kicking his legs lazily in the water.

  “As if you aren’t testing fate all the time,” Jon laughed.

  “Okay but this is different,” Matt said.

  “How?” Jon pulled himself onto the dock and Matt noticed the zigzagging scars along his back. He tended to forget about those.

  “I dunno, maybe it’s the difference between swallowing something and being swallowed,” Matt said. “Don’t say it,” he said quickly, pointing a finger at Jon.

  “That’s vore, Matt,” Jon said, a smile spreading across his cheeks.

  “I hate you,” Matt grumbled. Jon laughed. There was a moment of silence as Jon watched the sky, squinting at the colors and Matt floated in the water, letting the waves lazily lick his sides.

  “So tell me where you think the scars on your back came from,” Matt said, turning his head slightly towards Jon. Jon shrugged.

  “I dunno, I just figured I had bad parents before I was adopted,” he said.

  “Bad how?”

  “Like, hitting and stuff.”

  “What, when you were a baby?”

  “I guess so.”

  Matt followed his gaze to the horizon.

  “That’s f*cked up,” he said.

  “I mean, I don’t know if that’s true or not,” Jon explained, bending down and resting his elbows on his knees. “It just makes the most sense to me. Getting put up for adoption and all, the way my dad looks when I ask about my parents and the uh ‘nature’ of the scars I guess?”

  “But that’s what you really think?”

  Jon shrugged. “I guess so.”

  “Is that why you never wanted to find your ‘real parents’?” Matt said, putting air quotes around “real parents” while keeping his elbows firmly planted on the dock.

  “Kinda. I just assumed they were bad people and there’s really no point in finding out. I like my family and my house and I like being around you. I like the blissful ignorance I guess.”

  Matt laughed sharply, causing Jon to turn his head in surprise.

  “You? Live in blissful ignorance? Mr. Investigation?” Matt said with a chuckle.

  “Shut up,” Jon said, but he was smiling like it was a compliment.

  “I guess you just prefer to find out about other peoples’ dark histories as opposed to your own,” Matt observed, elbowing Jon’s leg.

  “The difference between swallowing something and being swallowed,” Jon said softly. “Vore theory,”

  “Shut up,” Matt said with a loud laugh.

  “Hey, let’s try something,” Jon said, slipping back into the water. He went under the surface and came back up.

  “Touch the bottom with me,” he said after wiping the water from his face.

  “No way,” Matt said with a chuckle.

  “No seriously, touch it. It’ll help.”

  “Jon you know I sink like a rock, I will literally die.”

  “Then hold my hand and I’ll hold the dock and if you don’t come up in three seconds I’ll pull you up,” Jon said, offering one hand while wrapping the other around a post.

  “I’m too heavy,” Matt said quietly, looking down at the water. The sky reflected back, obscuring the bottom of the lake.

  “Matt,” Jon said sternly, making Matt look at him. “I can literally lift and carry you on land, you weigh like, ten times less in water.”

  Matt bit his lip. He looked at the water a moment longer, then he took Jon’s hand.

  “Okay,” Jon said, holding Matt’s hand firmly. “Just bob up like this, and then exhale on the way down. You’ll feel the bottom in less than a second and all you have to do is push off.”

  Matt nodded, carefully releasing his grip from the dock and holding his nose closed as Jon held him above the water.

  “Ready?” Jon asked. Matt nodded. “On three. One, two, three!”

  Jon helped hoist Matt up as he took a breath and dunked him into the water, not loosening his grip on his hand. For a moment, Matt was completely submerged. He heard the water rush around him for a split second, then it was quiet. He felt the rocky sand beneath his feet in a moment, just like Jon had said. He pushed off with his toes, and his body was slowly propelled upwards, his face breaking the surface of the water.

  “You did it!” Jon cheered, pulling Matt up to the dock with his hand. Matt gasped and grabbed the edge of the dock, pulling his hair out of his face. “That wasn’t so bad was it?”

  Matt shook his head. “Why’d I come up so slow?” He asked.

  “You gotta bed your knees at the bottom,” Jon said, crouching in the water. “You looked stiff as a board, but if you’re loose and bend way down, you can jump right out like a dolphin.”

  “Like a mako shark,” Matt suggested.

  “Yeah!”

  Matt thought for a moment, looking back at the shore as it was slowly eaten by the shadows.

  “We should probably get going, huh?” Jon said.

  “One more time,” Matt said, turning back and taking Jon’s hand.

  Jon smiled.

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May I present Percy (The emo clown) and Steven (The one in said clown who is also a clown) ft. The acrobatic twins Goof (L) and Gander (R)

You can thank @fastfur07 for this being made because they said the names Steven and Percy made them laugh. (Look at what you’ve done, they’re clowns now/pos)

Gander now owes Goof 62 cents.