Mermay day 2 - Kneading You
Who wants a small octopus ?
- Megalodontale -
Nightmare is grumpy, Killer is helping him relax by giving him a little massage.
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- Little Moon ? You're in there ? Killer called, looking throught the cracks in the grotto's walls.
Their little octopus, Nightmare, had been hiding all day. Dream told them it was normal, he usually got moody during the new moons and liked hiding in tight places, but Killer didn't like that, if the little octopus felt bad he wanted to be able to help him, not just watch and be powerless.
- Nightmare ? Come on, show your pretty face.. ! He whined.
Was he even in the grotto or was he somewhere else ? Did he find a spot outside of their nest ? Killer hoped not, even if Nightmare was a powerful leviathan he was still weak, he hadn't recovered entirely from his injury: there had been a reason why Killer and his mates had tried so hard to catch the two leviathans, they were weak and malnourished, they wanted to help them but they kept swimming away. Until Nightmare got badly hurt, a mine exploded next to him, taking away half of his skull in the blow. His body had recovered by wrapping him in black goop, but the octopus was still very tired and his magic was still weak, it was best for him to stay in the nest, especially if the new moon messed with him as his twin said.
- I've got you some clams ? He tried, having chosen the biggest clams he could find, well, big for the octopus at least.
Killer eventually saw a little black head poking throught a crevasse, followed by a tentacle with glowing purple suckers. He knew Nightmare couldn't resist his favorite snack.
- Ah ! There you are ! Killer smiled, holding out a finger for him to cling to. Come out ? Please ?
Nightmare stared at him, squinting his one purple eyelight.
- Clams first.
- Promise you won't just hide again once you have them ?
Nightmare didn't answer, though Killer was sure he heard him growl.
- Please ?
The octopus sighed.
- Fine.
He finally stretched out his tentacle, wrapping it around the shark's finger and pulling himself out of his hole to climb on his hand, the tiny suction cups sticking to Killer's palm to ensure stability. Killer smiled, letting him get installed before giving the clams that Nightmare quickly took between two tentacles. He didn't pay much attention to Killer from that point, more focused on opening his snacks.
Killer let him enjoy his clams, going to lay on the sand to be comfortable, he used that time to inspect his tentacles and body. Nightmare still had scars, the tentacles he lost had regrown but there were still cuts on his back. Killer sighed, he didn't like seeing his little Moonlight hurt.
He gently pat his back with a finger, the octopus shot him a quick look but decided he wouldn't stop him, having more important to do. With that silent permission, Killer continued to pet, going lower until he reached the tentacles. He stopped for a second, but seeing it didn't seem to bother the owner of said tentacles he kept going, gently petting and squeezing the chubby appendages. He liked how squishy Nightmare's flesh was, it was like a little stress ball. He took one tentacle between his fingers, gently kneading in with his thumb, massaging the muscles to prevent future soreness. The tentacle moved, allowing Killer to run his finger on the underside, making Nightmare shiver: Killer knew it was a good spot to scratch, the suckers were more sensitive than the back of the tentacle and sand always got stuck in between the cups, so a little scrubbing here was always welcomed.
Killer smiled, seeing the little octopus stretch his tentacles, no doubt wanting the massage to continue and extend to the other appendages as he finished his clams.
- Was the meal to you liking ?
- Hmm.. he grumbled, laying down on the big palm, it was okay...
The megalodon chuckled.
- Do you want to go back to your hole now ? He teased, already knowing the answer.
Nightmare growled, staying right where he was laying on his stomach, he looked away to hide the faint blush on his cheek.
- You started it you finish it. he ordered as a new tentacle wrapped itself around Killer's finger.
- On it boss ! He joked at he resumed the little massage.
The little octopus was exigent, but it was all worth it for Killer because he got to enjoy the sight of his tiny Moonlight purring on his hand as he kneaded his tentacles, and this was priceless.