Lured
Male Anglerfish Merman Yandere x Gender Neutral Angelfish Merperson Reader CW: Noncon, oviposition, kidnapping, minor brief hypnotism, general yandere behavior, size difference Word Count: 1.1k (This is the Mermay fic for this year! I hope you all enjoy it <3)
As an angelfish merperson you called the reef home. You felt in your bones that there was to be a storm. A big one. You thought you were safe in the safety of your reef abode. You were woefully wrong.
You hunkered down in your house and tried to lay low like you did during every extreme storm
Your door was ripped off the hinges, opening up your cave to a current that pulled you away from the safety of the reef and into the open ocean. When the storm finally ended you found yourself disoriented and far into foreign waters.
It seemed there was an island nearby. You decided to check it out and get your bearings.
When you approached, your head above the surface to get a good look, you realized with unrestrained horror that this was the Deadman’s Rock.
You had never seen it, but the description matched. Black sand beaches and a rock formation vaguely in the shape of a skull in the center. Every little merfolk in your reef grew up on the horror stories of Deadman’s Rock.
There were tale’s about it and the surrounding waters being haunted, about it being a hellmouth that led into the underworld, that strange leviathans lurked in the nearby depths. All typical types of stories one would conjure up to inspire terror.
But other stories were much more believable. Warnings of feral sharks and nearly feral shark mermen, anglerfish mermen, human poachers.
At any rate it was certainly not somewhere that you wanted to be near. You didn’t know what direction you had been blown in from ,but nowhere could be worse than here. You started swimming away.
Only once you were submerged you noticed a series of glowing lights. One large one in the front and a bunch of smaller ones following. They were a reddish orange color. Soft, warm, inviting.
You were enthralled and started drifting towards them, not really aware of what you were doing. They were so serene. Oh so pretty.
They subdued you completely. And by the time you realized just what they were it was far too late. The lure of an anglerfish man and the lights on the tips of his dorsal fins, and little lights going down his sides.
The spell he had over you didn’t break until he nabbed you. All the struggling and thrashing you did absolutely nothing. He was considerably larger than you and even though he was very lean he was also very strong. Down, down, down, you went. Deep into the alien waters, convinced that he was going to eat you.
But he didn’t. He dragged you into a terrible trench and just when you thought you’d pass out from the sudden shift in pressure and temperature he pulled you into a cavern. Instantly the water was warmer and lighter, heated by thermal vents. Or perhaps magic. You didn’t exactly have the ability to investigate given your current predicament.
The angler took you into a side room, evidently where he slept as it had what seemed to be a makeshift bed framed from the scavenged bones of several different creatures and filled with frillweed, a common bedding for merfolk.
“What the fuck do you want with me!?”
He replied in a foreign tongue, harsh and brutal, that you had no knowledge of. You doubt he could understand you at all either. As he placed you down on the bed and loomed over you, you at last had a moment to get a good look at him.
His mouth was a terrifying grin adorned with wicked needle-like teeth, his eyes entirely black, he had a lure coming out of his forehead and long red hair that matched the red scales of his fish half and complimented his brown skin. Fins on his back were tipped with red-orange lights, similar flecks of light went down his tail.
Though he could not communicate what his desires were verbally, his intention was clear through the large slimy red cock, the tip of which glowed with a light matching the rest, that slowly emerged from his genital slit.
Before you could dart away he pinned you down and rammed his prehensile cock into you, you could feel it wriggle and writhe inside you and he thrust, seeking pleasure and leaving no inch of your depths unexplored in its search.
He was brutal and hadn’t bothered stretching you out. His cock wasn’t as rigid as a human’s but the sudden entry and brutal pacing was still fairly painful at first.
Your captor gripped your hips, long claw-like nails digging into you. The angler couldn’t help himself. Such a beautiful creature lured right to him, practically swimming into his arms. Someone so fragile and fair all for him! He had to breed you. Claim you. Make you his. It wouldn’t do for such a jewel to be swimming about at random in these waters. Something terrible could have happened to you!
His new little jewel was lucky he found them. He could breed you and take great care of you. The first thing for him to do to prove his devotion was to fill you to the brim with his eggs.
After several seemingly endless minutes the pain ebbed away and eventually pleasure took its place. Then you were twitching and jerking lustifully as he violated you.
Gasps and moans escaped your lips, proof to him that he was pleasing his mate. Primal sounds that transcended any language barrier. You finished in unison but came partially to your senses when you felt a few hard orbs deposited into you.
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Weeks had passed, you had managed to get a few words understood between the two of you. Names, for instance, his was Melchio. When he wasn’t fucking you roughly he was paradoxically treating you like a fragile treasure that would crumble to dust at the slightest inconvenience. Doting on you, hunting for you, feeding you by hand.
He still terrified you, especially his eyes and teeth, and you missed the sun and colors of the reef, but you didn’t dare try to run away. The deep heavy waters outside the cavern weren’t just a physical danger in of themselves but likely concealed all sorts of horrors far more dangerous than your new found “husband.”
When he noticed you were anxious or panicking about your new life there, he’d get behind you with his arms tightly holding you, his lure dangling in front of you, calming you into a trance-like state.
At least there you were healthy and well cared for. So there you would remain. Forever.