I just saw this video and now I can’t get out of my mind the thought of merman!Kirishima, getting so pussy drunk after his human mate finally let him fuck them that he started to swing boulders around out of excitement
I witnessed my dog having a seizure today. My dog is alright but I am still shaky. Could I please have a little monster comfort? I just want to be help and feel safe right now. ❤❤❤❤❤
Bby I’m so sorry for not answering this sooner. Thank goodness your doggie is alright.
Kirishima has everything that a great white shark creature can be. Big, scary, battle scars and sharp flesh tearing teeth. He sends people swimming to shore the moment they see his fin slicing the waves.
But he isn’t all appearance only.
The terrifying shark mer-creature… is actually just a huge sea puppy.
In fact, he even barks. A guttural and rumbly sound that was the only way he knew how to communicate with you or call for your attention. Not that you minded, it just made him cuter.
Kirishima practically splashes a storm when he sees you, walking down the pier with a bucket of fish in hand. In one swift whip of his giant tail, he’s at the pier’s end in a second and flopping heavy arms on your lap the second you sat down.
“Uff!” You squeeze your eyes at the pressure on your legs, laughing a little breathlessly as you petted through his redhead. “I missed you too buddy- even though I saw you yesterday.”
Kirishima has no idea what you’re saying but beams incredibly giddy, content with just hearing your voice. He barks, hugging around your waist, and the cool water still clinging on his skin makes you giggle.
“You ready for some tricks?” You squish up his cheeks, shaking his head. “Jump?”
At the familiar word, Kirishima instantly perks up, ripping out of your hands and diving into the water with a hearty splash. You no longer mind getting drenched in the middle of his dives, already wearing a bathing suit for the occasion. You pull out a fish from the bucket beside you and outstretch your arm to the sea.
“Ready?”
The fin drawing circles on the water quickly submerges. With all your strength, you threw the fish high up in the air. Kirishima shoots out of the water incredibly high up in the sky and caught the fish in his jaw, and the dive back down creates a strong wave that rocks nearby boats and splashes all over you and the pier. You shake the water off your head while laughing, the shark creature back up above the water completely delighted with how you proudly clap at him.
“Good boy!” You coo. “Another one!”
He barks back and submerges once more.
The afternoon was spent watching Kirishima do tricks, jumping as high as he could or swimming as fast as possible to get the fish you throw far away from the pier. Whenhe proudly returned after another successful fetch, his smile drops at the empty pier. He drags himself up and the wood creaks under his heavy weight, worriedly looking everywhere, even letting out a meek, sad whine. He always hated when you left.
But the sadness quickly morphs into glee again when you come walking down the pier again, a weird, plastic looking pink thing held under your arm.
“C’mon, get down from there. You’ll put a hole straight through the dock.”
Kirishima only gets down because he thought it was playtime again, swimming back to the place he’d jump from. He curiously tilts his head when you put the pink thing on the water before sliding in as well. He swims closer as you flimsily kicked and cursed under your breath, trying to claw your way up on the floater.
You squeak in surprise, however, at the hand on your butt. Before you could yell at him to let go, Kirishima effortlessly pushes you on the floater, like you weighted nothing on his wide palm. Again, he tilts his head as you carefully laid back on the floater.
“Thanks… It’s been getting really hot lately so I decided to join ya today.”
He swims in circles around you, analyzing, and a little part of you tensing because he looked so predatory while doing so. Despite how sweet he he, Kirishima is a shark and a hunter. He could easily rip someone into shreds, in little time too.
But in your case, you had nothing to fear. He was just looking at your floater, end of his tail slightly brushing on it and keeping you from drifting into the open ocean.
“It’s a floater.” You tell him and he looks at you. “You use it to lay back and relax under the sun and let the waves rock you round.”
Kirishima blinks.
It draws a chuckle out of you. “Floater.” You snuggle back. “Comfy.”
“C-comfy?”
You nod with an even bigger smile, happy that he’s vocabulary was slowly expanding.
Kirshima beams once more, bouncing in the water. Your smile snaps into horror when he jumps.
“Comfy~!” He lands on you and makes a tidal wave rise into the air, your floater sent flying elsewhere. He hears you choke and quickly grabs you out of the water, held up by your armpits as you splitter for air.
Finally breathing properly, you seethe at the shark man. “Don’t do that! You’re too big to go around jumping people! I almost drowned!”
The red head looks both confused and worried. You sound upset and he figures it must be because you can’t really swim or float like him. He knows that you don’t have gills to breathe underwater either, so your little human nose must be stuffy.
Kirishima shifts to hold your legs, hoists you up on his chest so your calves wrapped around his waist. You held his shoulder out of reflex, heat rising on your face from the close proximity, nose practically bumping on Kirishima’s, wide eyes on his curios red ones, his little scar on the corner of his eye all the more visible.
You slightly deflate, complaints fading away to a low grumble. “No jump. Bad.”
His mouth forms a small “o” now that he understood what was wrong. He looks for your floater and sees that it drifted way too far. You’d be too scared if he swam further into the ocean.
So instead, he lays back, tail boing on the water and keeping you both up, and he smiles down at your surprised look.
“Floater.” He hugs you closer. “Comfy.”
All you can do is laugh. You place your cheek on his chest, so cool and sturdy compared to your warm skin. He too basks in the comforting temperature difference, wishing he could stay like this with you forever.
He’d love to show you his world, take you to his favorite coral reef, even introduce you to his friends. But the two of you are different kinds and he had to settle for what he could get. Regardless, he didn’t hate it. Not one bit.
Kirishima would never trade these precious moments with you for anything else
