A a-60/multimonster x fem reader fic
This is a super slow burn fic,like super slow, and it's super long, but I PROMISE there's porn it's just porn with so much plot. My editing notes and normal notes are in the bottom. If you want to take a read ❤️ took me a while to write,edit, and read over to make sure this was good enough so leave me a like if you enjoy it. You have to follow me for part 2 though I go into alot more of this it just got so long that my phone is literally glitching now while I edit this
This is the design you should imagine when reading this FYI for multiman
Death,gore,blood,guns,needles,gross science experiment is done on reader,fighting,bruises/open wounds,cursing,jealousy, sebastian is in this aswell as the other anglers. Extreme possessiveness, womb fucking, fluff, breeding,biting,eggs, breathplay, risky sex,tentacle sex, a_60 can produce this smoke and the reader breaths it in,double penetration. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT.
This is a slow fic it does not drop into the smut immediately,there are visuals but those will be in part 2 lolol
Holding the gun was one thing,pulling the trigger was another. The shouts from the general were almost as deafening as the gunshots that rang through the shooting range. The empty casings bouncing to the floor with a rhythmic 'tink,tink,tink' due to the rounds they were using. Your ears were luckily covered by a pair of heavy-duty headphones, the item squeezing your head a bit uncomfortably, but it did its job to prevent noise from distracting you. The general,accompanied by a man in a black suit who looked like he came straight out of a FBI movie, had been walking around the already overcrowded room. He shoved past your fellow expendables,other strangers in the sea of the bloody ocean you called home. The ringing of a bell signaled the end of class,men and women filtering out to be escorted by armed gaurds, lines forming behind certian colored shapes on the ground, yours was a green diamond which only a select handful were going to. All were wearing unhappy and uneased looks. The general and man had collected the guns that were given to your large group, reloading each gun with plastic bullets when they entered the shooting range once again.
You could tell who was new, the bright, happy faces passing by that had not a clue what was about to happen to them. The bell rang again as a warning, the gaurds shouting all at once once the bell had died down, your group filtering out and splitting into smaller ones to divert to their respective classes. The gaurd escorting your group had stayed silent, though, as the others barked orders at the overwhelming number of people. His eyes,all too unkind and uncaring, he had no light in them and no intention on making any of this easy. He had died before and seen the abyss like the others once did. Too many voices all at once,the chattering coming from the new folk becoming overwhelming as you were led to your new destination. Only eight of you,counting yourself, were in the group. Three armed gaurds trailing behind the unarmed expendables as their captain led them further and further into the facility. Further along, two had been shoved into your party,yelling and shouting about how they didn't need to do this, but their cries fell on deaf ears. The gaurds wanted nothing to do with it, shoving them forward by brutly bashing their guns into the backs of their neck. One stumbled forward, and the other had keeled over onto the ground to attempt to catch his breath.
A door had been kicked open, a pair of hospital doors that flipped open with zero resistance as you pushed past it. The gaurds are now less than pleased to be overwhelmed by the scent of medicine, cleaning alcohol and chemicals. You passed by multiple doors and staircases, hearing screams of others and the sounds of beeping machines. A few scientists had been stationed outside of the next set of doors to hand your group each a pair of socks and a hospital gown. The two newbies became more unhappy, shouting about how they wouldn't strip nude for them but the captain wasn't having it,raising both hands to grasp a painful handful of their hair to dragthem inside of the next room.
"We tried to warn them not to do any of this,newbies never listen" red, the red suited woman next to you, had said with a knowing sigh. You knew she wasn't too keen on helping others just for this reason,they all never listened.
"Like you listen?" blue,the man next to her snorted with laughter.
"Oh to hell with you," she retorted, She shouted,angrily grabbing the gown before she pushed past the doors. You followed close behind, entering a room with just two doors on one side while a long hallway sat on the other side of it. You could hear the shouts of the others,mostly playfulness and mock fighting, which settled any anxiety that began to bubble up.
As you pushed past the door into the woman's locker room,you could hear the new girl shouting about something you didn't want to pay attention to, a small blinking red light had caught your attention instead. There is a camera in the corner of the locker room,well hidden by the wires and the exposed vent tubes. Nobody had caught it other than you. The person on the other end of the camera had threatened you if you didn't keep your mouth perfectly shut about the whole situation so they could continue to observe. There was another in the men's locker room. At least you didn't have to worry about that one. The hidden camera,unwelcome and overstaying, destroyed any sense of ease and calmed you to change in front of it. The cramped bathroom stall provided more comfort than being out there in the open as you changed. Your suit slipped off with ease while the cold air greeted your bare skin.
"Fuck it's cold" You hissed,goosebumps and other chills forming before the flimsy paper thin gown was slipped on,your skin bare underneath it. The string almost ripped with how hard you accidentally pulled it, already feeling the anger and frustration bubbling up hefore your new 'class' even started. A loud buzzing sound echoed through the room when you re-entered the women's area. You knew this sound all too well, the male voice over the intercom had said something ,muffled by the old technology. He paused, waiting for a minute before angrily shouting something into the mic about group one, the women's group being forced to go first this time.
"New experiment's, yay," the older woman next to you said. Her body looked Farley young as well as her face, but she was around her mid 40s, urbanshade had done something to extend her life force just a bit longer. She also had other scarring along her body. What looked to be bullet holes were now old faded scars from a past time.
"What do you mean by experiments?" The newbie woman said, her eyes widened with panic before she began to look around for some exit. There wasn't one. She would have to face what was ahead like the rest of your sorry lot.
Nobody answered her, some even giving the new woman a pitied look before they stood to form a line, tallest in the front with the shortest in the back. You stood somewhere in the middle, the newbie behind you with the older woman in front. An armed woman came in, and she was quite short. Shorter than the rest of you,it looked like a child was playing dress up if you didn't know any better. You didn't bother to gather any names of the others. At least one person would die at the end of this,either eaten or they couldn't handle the stress of the experiments that were soon to be started. They didn't bother to get your name either,making friends here wasn't something everyone was keen on doing here since you were going to die anyways.
"Move!" The woman shouted, raising her gun slightly as an act of intimidating your group. The newbie,a bit frightened, had shoved you a bit too hard forward in an attempt to start up the line. The woman infront getting pushed past the door, but she didn't say anything, only stumbling forward until she caught her footing. The socks on her feet provided her the grip before she stood upright, the gaurd next to your group shoving the one in back to force everyone to speed up. The door swung open with ease as you pushed past it, leading the last two of the group down the hallway and then into a winding set of stairs that led further down into the sub levels of the facility. Another gaurd had been leading the group of men away towards a hospital portion, the sounds of sawing and other machines flicking to life when you walked past it.
"The hell are you taking us?" The older woman asked, your group had been led further and further into the unknown part of the facility. Doors apon doors being passed, creatures of unknown variants being seen as more and more terrifying creatures were practically on display. One creature in particular, large and serpentine, with an angler bulb hanging off of its head ,he looked somewhat human despite the blue hue to his skin. A third arm slammed against the glass, and it looked freshly sewn on with how it was still bandaged while the stitches looked raw and inflamed from recent surgery. The creature also had three eyes, bright blue that almost glowed in the light. He had been something you've seen before,you didn't know his name, but you knew he was one of the unlucky men who had been experimented on. He had a blank expression on his face, his eyes devoit of any emotions before he was pulled up to the surface of his tank by a simply shock sent to the collar around his neck. His face contorted into pain before he unwillingly pulled away from the glass,squirming in the water slightly before he swam up to the surface.
"Move!" You weren't given a second before the gaurd roughly shoved your body forward to keep up the pace with the others. Your back ached with how hard it was hit, but the ache soon went away with the walk. Your mind was now going to other areas as you pondered what they were about to do to your group. Your eyes fixated on the ground as you each took a step.
"Ah-hey!" The woman in front of you shouted. She had been lifted off of the ground completely before being dragged away, kicking and yelling. Another pair had appeared, a burly woman stepping up to hoist your body over her shoulders with ease. She had been in hazmat too,the material rubbing uncomfortably against your skin while she held you there, but you couldn't say or do anything to fix it as she carried you past more tanks. Each of them had a door next to it that led to some small room by to the tank. Each door also had a label on it with a random name you've never heard of. Yours was labeled "mutli-monster" with red print. The large tank with the open viewing window next to your door showed that it was empty as far as you could see when the lady passed it to open the door. Hopefully, it would stay empty.
"Stay." The woman ordered,plopping you down onto an examination table before she left the room. Your ears were filled with a soft buzzing sound,like satic on a TV screen, you assumed it was the pressure of the deep open sea messing with your body as it adjusted to the deeper depth.
The room you were in was a normal surgery room, the table next to you filled with colored vials of various sizes. It looked like they were filled with various colors of orange,red and yellow smoke, the contents piqing your curiosity. A hand,your hand, had reached out to touch the vial, but before you could, the door to the room opened to reveal an armed gaurd and then a scientist who trailed behind like a lost puppy dog. He looked new with how he gripped the clipboard, nervously writing down whatever he was thinking of before he approached you. This was the third new one in a week,it started to feel like they were afraid of you with how many they kept swapping out.
"Ah,hello,my name is DR.Marshall and-"
"Yeah, yeah, just get on with it already," your voice,surprising yourself as you snapped at the man. He jumped,nodding slightly before he approached the examination table. You knew the drill, leaning back into it so he could strap your limbs down to it with the thick leather that was bolted into the side.
"What are you doing to me anyway?" You asked, raising an eyebrow when he grabbed one of the red vials. A needle head was picked up but it was the thickest needle he could grab, this was going to hurt. Your limbs strained against the bounds,pulling as hard as they could before giving in once the bounds didn't budge. The substance looked like jelly,not a smooth liquid that would burn normally.
"We had a new toy delivered to us by a neighbor. You and another are going to test him to see what he does, " the scientist said,looking over to the guard before he approached with the red needle. The man, all too happy to hold your arm down as the scientist approached,rubbed it sterile before he wiped a spot on your arm with a wipe. A strong smell of alcohol filtered through the chemicals,striking your nose violently. Your vision suddenly blocked by the man as he held your arm down,unease and nervousness bubbling up when the scientist moved forward. The needle pricked your skin,the burning feeling as it pushed in further and further before it hit a vein, your arm igniting with a firey pain that spread up into your body. The needle had been pushed in as far as it could. The scientist had almost jammed it into your bone before he pulled it back out, blood spurting from the puncture wound as the contents of the vial began to work.
"Test one,subject-what's your name?" The scientist looked back before he waved his hand dismissively, the gaurd moving away to expose you to the camera that had been set up. "Ah,test one, vial one, the subject seems to be doing quite well. We extracted this from subject A-60. It had been quite a battle to get his blood, but we got it!" The scientist now eagerly holds up more of the red vials,similar to the one he just injected you with with. He wasn't shy or nervous anymore,now holding up another needle filled with whatever blood he was talking about. Your limbs began to move on their own,your mind screaming to flee as freedom was just out of reach if you could just break the damn restrains. DR.Marshall approached, a rage filling your vision instead of the unease you felt before when he pushed the needle back into your arm, a second vial of blood being pushed through into your burning blood.
Your own blood felt like it was on fire, each limb jerking around violently and sporadically now as the effects began to show. Your head jerked back, spine arching up painfully as a scream tore its way out of your throat. The scientist simply smiled while this happened, the gaurd backing up slightly when your knee jerked out at him. You could hear as your own bones began to crack and snap,almost like they were rearranging themselves painfully within your writing body.
"Vial two has been pumped in. the subject is reacting already," he continued. The static you were hearing before had grown more and more until it was all you could hear. Unknowingly, you had been screaming the entire time still, teeth bared and eyes shut tightly as your body began to seize in on itself. The monitors next to you began to beep and flicker rapidly,the electronics in the room had been sparking as violently as you were acting. Something hit the window, and a long red tipped black tentacle slammed against the viewing glass that showed the room you were in,the water too murky to reveal its form, but something sat there watching you three. It stayed there,curling its tentacle against the glass before pulling away to watch from a distance. Whatever was there seemed to love the fact nobody could see it. You could feel whatever was there somehow,the slightest connection that felt comforting against the icey cold table.
"Injecting....third vial, extracted from a corpse that was filled with it's poison-" something snapped when the scientist neared with the last vial, he didn't even take one step before all the technology in the room crackled loudly then popped as each device blew out. The lights in your room brightened before they popped,glass shattering and metal tables being overturned from the sudden magnetic electricity shooting the room. The bounds against your arms snapped,a surprising amount of strength had appeared to free your bound body. Dr. Marshall screamed,dropping the vial which shattered against the ground, the liquid inside almost vaporizing completely as red smoke dissipated into the air.
A thick tentacle slammed against the glass once again before more had joined it, a four fingered hand slamming against the glass next to it,the clink of metal from a ring hit the glass. You weren't paying attention to whatever was there, too focused on the newfound strength and the idea of freedom that burned in your mind. Power tingled your fingers,red sparks crackling between them that intensified when the gaurd approached with his gun raised.
"Hold her down!" The scientist yelled, the burly gaurd rushing forward to grab your energized body. The world spun,your body moving way too fast on its own as, the gaurds pained scream echoed through the room as your teeth sunk into the flesh of his neck. Now unaware of how you got here but unwilling to question it as your body moved on its own like someone was controlling you. The mouthful of blood you got only seemed to serve whatever was controlling you, your jaw putting more force in as your teeth tore into his jugular. His screams, muffled by his attempts to breathe through all the blood,only served to suffocate him even faster, which led to his quick death.
The commotion had attracted more soldiers, two more armed men entering the room quickly. They were covered in thick gear,armed with batons and other weapons they didn't brandish.
"Stand down expendable," the man said. "Do not make this a bigger issue than it already is-" your body moved again,contorting itself in a way to flip itself onto the gaurd, your teeth sinking into fabric to tear at it but it provided nothing to save yourself as the second gaurd tore your squirming body off of his fellow soldier. Your arms flailed around in an attempt to grab anything when he held you up from behind like a cat. The static being heard had died away into nothingness.
"Throw her into the tank after this one,we need a new one,thought she would be the only one too-never thinking of that again." Dr. Marshall grumbled, motioning the other gaurd to bring you over to the viewing glass. Your hair grabbed and yanked in a way to force you to look up as the other gaurds dragged out the older woman from before. She had been beaten,bloodied, and wore a multitude of devices that beeped loudly. Two gaurds had yanked her up,the platform slowly extending out above the open murky water of the tank before she was dangling over it. Her blood dripped into the water, a shape moving from the bottom of the tank to hover beneath where she was going to be dropped.
A tentacle slowly moved out of the water,the scientists eagerly writing down any notes before it suddenly retracted itself to hide beneath the water. You could barely see whatever was there before she was tossed into the water while screaming. Red clouds of blood forming in the water as she sank further and further into the tank, it seemed like the creature embraced blurry form in a hug,holding her there. The scientist next to you tried to rub the glass as if that would clear the murky water,trying to see what was going on before the water burst with colors if red. The woman,now being quickly torn apart by the creature,was dead. The shock from hitting the water at such a height had knocked her unconscious, but the salty water had killed her from how much pain it caused,the shock becoming too much for her already injured heart to handle.
"Next!" The lady scientist said from the platform,a buzzing sound filling your ears before the gaurd yanked you through a set of doors that let you to a ramp. The ramp led upwards, multiple other gaurds waiting at the end of the incline, another had approached to grab your arm when you neared him. A lady,the scientist,opened the door to reveal the room ahead.
"Look-you don't have to do this I've been loyal!" Your voice echoed through the room,the platform extending out over the murky and bloodied water.
"And that's why we want to use you. You listen so well, so your sacrifice won't be for nothing. You provided so much to us already, " she rambled on about how your death would be the best for both worlds as fear and anxiety took over. Your feet planted firmly on the ground, your body jerked against the weaker man's hold before another man yanked you up into the air to carry you to the edge of the platform. Your mouth opened,screaming profanities before he eagerly threw you into the open bloody water. There was a great distance between you and the water,hitting it with a wet splat that felt wildly painful against your already aching body.
"Please!" You gasped out,reaching up with the slightest hope they would pull you back up. The hope dissapearing immediately as the platform folded back in on itself and the others filtered out to the viewing platform.
You couldn't see much beneath the water, your eyes stinging when you attempted to open them in the salty liquid, so you tried to stay on the surface while also bracing for whatever to grab you beneath the water. It happened almost too fast, a hand sliding up your ankle to caress it in a way before you were yanked beneath the surface. The creature,moving with such a speed that nobody saw what it was doing as it dragged you towards the small cave they made for it Your eyes stayed firmly shut,the feeling of thick tentacles wrapping around your body before it was shoved above the surface of the water of the tank. Yet when your eyes opened,you weren't staring at the vent filled ceiling but instead a rocky one,now in a little room beneath the water.
The scent of cigara,alcohol, and surprising cherries filled your nose when the scent of salt finally went away. There wasn't anything as far as you could barely see,your hands blindly feel out the rocky ground to find anything to help your situation. Your mind filled with questions,the biggest one was why you were alive and why it didn't kill you like your fellow expendable. The static filled your ears again, an eerie faint red glow filling the large cave you were in before it flickered even brighter behind you.
"Hello, sweet little snack," a voice, thick with an accent and oddly comforting,you could it was a man with how deep the tone was. His voice rumbled when he spoke,like a deep purr that vibrated his chest. Your body was flipped around by a thick tentacle,the suction cups sticking to your skin as it yanked you closer to whatever he was. He was majority human,his mouth mangled and gnarly which revealed a wide smile of human teeth with a pair of sharp fangs that glinted in the faint red glow he was emitting. The lines and red markings on his body were glowing brighter now,filling the room so you could actually see what he was.
"Oh my god," the words slipped out before you could stop them,your mouth agape as the full giant form of this being filled your vision. The words 'multimonster' echoed in your mind,the name fit him perfectly. Instead of human legs,there was a bundle of thick tentacles that held him up. From the waistline up, he was entirely human minus a few traits such as the ripped fins for ears he had,the smile and his blank white eyes that were tinted with reds and oranges,he had a beard too,not too big but not too small. He had decently long orange hair, too,not having it pulled back into any hairband, so it lazily rested flat and wet on his shoulders. He wasn't muscular like a fighter,no,be was round and soft looking. He had muscle, but it was hidden underneath the roundness of his body. He even flexed a little while you were watching as if he adored the attention you were giving him. His frown turning into a wide gnarly smile,the skin around his lips were ripped, and the scarring extended further into his jaw.
"Take it all in,last thing yer gonna see sweet cheeks" he cackled, slowly moving forward away from the water as your body began to move on its own again to frantically crawl away from whatever he was. The tentacle around your ankle prevented that,pulling you back to his advancing body before his thick hands went to grab you. Surprisingly, instead of five fingers, he only had four,which all were clawed and scarred by previous battles. Your foot kicked out to shove his hand away,the tentacle retracting itself momentarily. It then shot out quickly to slither up your leg even further, almost like it was exploring.
"Oh, stop that-come here!" He snarled, suddenly hoisting your squirming body upright before he pulled you closer to his face. You could hear him sniffing you,pressing his face against your bare skin as if he were attempting to sniff something out like a dog. His hand yanked your arm,exposing the needle wound on it. He didn't speak while doing this,examining the puncture wound on your arm, then pulled it up to his opening mouth.
"Don't you fucking dare!" You yelled,using your free hand to whack his head and any exposed area you could reach. It distracted him for a moment,shooting you a dark glare that practically ordered you to sit still while he did this. Your hand moved to hit him one more time, but it stopped,the look he gave you silently telling you he would do harsh something if you didn't listen.
Your body went limp in his grip, and his chest rumbled happily at your reluctant submission, one of the thick tentacles coming to slide up your leg to join its brethren, exploring your lower half. You could feel something wet and slimy meet the skin of your arm, his mouth opened to reveal a long, thick tongue that eagerly lapped up the blood that was forming. He kept a grip around your arm,his claws digging into your flesh, which forced more blood to surface on your skin.
"A fucking feast,yer so so damn sweet" he practically purred out,his mouth opening wider before he clamped his mouth around your arm. His fangs sank in,piercing your skin even more. By the end of this you'd be a mess of cuts and bruises if you were to survive whatever he was doing. He let go of your free hand, now focusing on holding you still as he licked the skin clean of anything. The pain you were feeling soon melted away into a pleasant tingling,the sensation growing slowly as he pulled away to clamp down on a different portion of your body.
"Maybe -" he muffled out,pulling away,his mouth smeared with your blood,"I'll just keep you alive,a little personal snack. The freak in the next tub told me I might get a personal toy if I do good, " he was thinking,his hands moving to set you back down on the now oddly soft ground after the tentacles pulled away. He crossed his arms,giving you a wide smile while he observed you.
The floor beneath you gave away into a softer portion, a large mattress had been built into the ground for him to sleep on. The mattress was covered with blankets on blankets,pillows, and other items strewn about as if it were a nest. His scent became much stronger when you neared it. It was overwhelming your senses,fogging your mind with a burning desire. It was weird,you shouldn't be feeling like this towards something who just kidnapped you but the desire that burned said otherwise.
"How about-I keep you alive long enough to get me out,I spare yer small ass and you kept moving along like nothin ever happened,deal?" He said, taking notice of your minds state, a brilliant idea now forming inside of his mind while he neared. The room dimmed,his body glowing less and less now before the room was plunged into darkness once again. He suddenly moved,you could hear rustling before a rough pair of hands grasped your ankles,yanking both of your legs wide open to expose anything to the creature above. The gown did nothing to hide your exposed body as he flipped you onto your stomach.
You squealed,the sound sudden,it forced a deep rumbling laugh out of the creature while a tentacle slithered up your inner thigh. It felt wet,oddly soft, and overall sticky with something. Something pricked your leg,like a needle had suddenly injected something into your veins as they began to burn even harsher. The creature had done something,a special toxin wrecking your mind to the point it became a pliable mess for him to mold into something he wanted.
"Good girl," he laughed, the sound and his voice deeper than before as if he were subjected to the same thing you were feeling. You could feel as his hands slid up your ankles,tracing a line up the back of your thighs. A snarl ripped itself out of his throat,he could see everything that was happening, but you couldn't. The fact causing thoughts to form in his mind about what he was going to do.
"FUCK!" He yelled out, his body ripping itself away from yours as the collar around his neck sparked into life,a violent shock ripping it's way through his body as he began to angrily claw at the device. It began to beep loudly,shocking him once again so hard it sent him into a fit of pure rage. He grasped your ankle with such a harshness that he almost shattered the bone before he pulled you out of the cave. He knew he should've just sent you back to the surface before long,they could tell if you were alive or not.
"TAKE YER FUCKING TOY" he shouted,a surprising amount of strength being used as he threw you out of the water to the platform up above. The collar stopping once you made contact with the metal,his body lingering above the water just for an extra second to watch you before he dove back down to his cave. The limbs in the water had been cleaned out, you provided a long enough distraction so they could clean it. Your chest heaved as you threw up mouthfuls of salty water,the stress and adrenaline mixing together into a deadly concoction before you promptly fainted. The scientists had been watching through a small hidden camera. They had more than enough information for this first proper meeting of this creature.
"Keep her alive,we have a new project," the lady scientist said,a sinister smile appearing as your unconscious body was hauled off to the medical bay.
And that's how you ended up here, acting as if you were his caregiver amongst the scientists who only wanted to experiment on him. Each time they would do something to him,you would follow close behind and be experimented on the same way he was. They normally took parts from his body to either sew,inject,or force you to eat it all while they watched behind the safety of their viewing room. The other handlers were subjected to the same thing you went through. The small group had been carefully handpicked by you and the other higher-ups. They forced you to take part in experimenting on the others, threatening your life if you didn't at least inject one of them with the paralyzing agent they made out of multi-monsters toxin.
The other handlers knew you never wanted to take part, the newbie woman from before had been forced into being the handler for a creature nicknamed 'chainsmoker', she always seemed as if she were out of it,never mentally there enough to comprehend what was happening to her. You honestly felt bad,maybe death would've been a better outcome than this, but the benefits they gave you a lot better than before.
The day had been going by oddly smooth, the scientists had finally given them the resting day they were all working towards for the last month and a half. Sebastian's handler,a person neither man nor woman, had gathered the group into a small session of poker. It had been years ever since your first encounter with the creature that urbanshade had been gifted all those years ago. The room you sat in was more of an underwater glass dome, sebastian's handler had convinced them to put in the budget for a tank large enough for some of the safer ones to interact with. You knew their name, it was ethan,something they picked themselves.
Poor pandemonium's handler had been drawn away to calm the angry beast once again. You could hear the screeches, and oddly enough, he loved to scream the word 'MINIGAMES' before someone died either to him or by the residual effects he left. Sebastian had been floating around the dome while talking to multi. You resorted to calling him Macintosh due to how Touchy he loved to get with you, the name fitting better than a Codename the others gave him.
You were too busy trying to determine how to win, Macintosh floated behind, pressing himself against the glass. You both had developed a small code, and his rhythmic tapping told you that you were going to win this round. The others folded,leaving you and sebastian's handler to stare at each other before they dropped their looser cards,groaning loudly before they waved their hands in defeat. You weren't betting for money but for snacks! Malevolent merchant's handler had been lucky to be gifted all of the snacks they just lost due to a silly game. Merchant was even there,floating along in the water while resting with pinkie,her tail curled around the pink being while they both slept in the water.
"Your handler keeps winning,I'll tell them you two are cheating if you don't stop this," Sebastian playfully threatened mac,ignoring the snarl that was sent his way before he swam towards the dome. He placed a hand against the glass,the ring on his finger clinking the glass before he pulled it away as his handler approached. He wasn't close to his handler like the others were in public,he refused to be touched and even purposly avoided the person, but secretly, he adored their attention. You could sometimes hear them talking for hours,a special mic placed in each tank so the handlers could speak to them whenever needed.
Sebastian's collar lit up, and momentarily, he began to panic,clawing at it before it just simply vibrated to let him know to come to his tank. The pager on his handler's belt vibrated, their sigh filled with attitude as they stood, but nobody wanted to do this. It was feeding time for all of them, and they tend to go crazy with the food that was brought. The scientists gave it to them acting as if they were also a part of the meal,a majority of the handlers being sprayed with a repellent so they'd stay alive durring this.
Your pager buzzed, and the collar around mackintosh's neck vibrated too before the other pagers and collars. went off. The creatures knew what to do, filtering through the tubes in the room to go back to their respective tanks. Your footsteps echoed through the room,the door hissing open to let you and the other handlers out. The scientists had been waiting, dive suits in hand with scuba diving gear placed on the tables next to them. Each was labeled with everyone's names, and your's had been placed at the furthest end towards the door. With your gear in hand,you started the long walk back around to a_60's tank,thinking of what you two were going to talk about this time after he drags you to his cave.
Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the alarm, red and loud,blaring through the halls. This wasn't something you were informed on as gaurds ran through the halls,shouting orders at each other as they crowded back towards the direction of sebastian's tank. The lady scientist, your boss, marched towards you with angry steps, her voice had been drowned out by the alarm as more and more sirens began to go off. A strange roar-sebastians roar,had echoed through the hallway. He. Was. FREE.
Your mind darted to every possibility that was going to happen. What about ? Would he be able to escape? You had no chance to think about it even more, your boss yanking you in the direction of the handler's rooms as she gathered whomever was avaliable. Sebastian's handler had disappeared, and Angus' handler, aka the 'angler' had disappeared too amongst the commotion.
The sudden voice of an AI and his laughter filled your ears, doors sudden being locked, and certain cells opened ahead of your group. Most were filled with crooks and criminals who were known to be quite violent amongst the rest. Chainsmoker's handler had been the first to escape, her small body easily squirming through the burly men that attempted to grab her. Your boss kept a firm grip on the back of your neck as the others escaped,keeping you there for whatever reason-until it became known,your body being used as a human meat shield as the eager men approached.
The first grabbed your hand,hoisting you up into the crowd as others began to fight to hold your body down. The sounds of gaurds yelling and gunshots rang through your ears, and your vision began blurring with tears as one of the men raised a rusty butter knife up. The realization that you were going to die now became much clearer as the lady left you to die. The knife plunged down,stabbing into your side harsh enough before yanking it back out,the rusty knife covered with your blood. A scream echoed through the room, and your boss had been snatched further down the hallway by armed gaurds. They darted in a different direction,leaving your life in the hands of the crazed prisoners.
That feeling,something you knew all too well, the burning desire to fight bubbling up as static filled your vision. The knife wound burned like a bitch,the pain caused adrenaline to course through your blood but it wasn't needed as suddenly your whole vision had been filled with a familiar view. The men began to scream,the one sitting over top of you with the knife had been yanked back then thrown into the wall with such a force his eye popped out of the socket. Multiple tentacles,thick and spiked, had yanked the door off of its hinges so fast nobody could react before he was over top of you. His scent, smokey and comforting, you were tangled underneath his mass of tentacles but it wasn't uncomfortable with how you were held. His massive form had tore through the prisoners, now getting a taste for real fresh blood.
"Oi-yer alive, right?" The tentacles parted way as he peered down through them,arms on his hips as he tried to see if you were okay. The collar around his neck was gone, he had also stolen a white shirt that clung tightly to his muscular body. The adrenaline coursing through you kept you from feeling the pain whenever you moved. Your eyes tightly closed shut when slowly crawled out from underneath him to free yourself from his grasp. Blood dripped from the stab wound, he had nothing to fix this-not even sebastian could,you probably would get tetanus from the rusty knife wound.
"Fuck...God damnit" he hissed, his large hands scouping your body up into his arms before he began to move. Your vision began to darken, his pace becoming faster as he could feel your life force dripping away. The wound had been deep,you need surgery to fix it,stitches to keep it closed because he had attempted to filet you like a fish. He didn't want to do this. Nearly the entire facility had been destroyed, leaving just you and the other handlers the only humans alive. They had escaped,although captured,they lived and were already ascending to the surface facility. During the trip he discovered you passed out from the bloodloss,he was nearly sent into yet another fit of rage after but it only fueled him to move faster. He glitched through the halls,static and power coursing through his veins as he summoned all was needed to make it back in time to save you.
"You better live damnit" mackintosh cursed,nearing the entrance to where the submarines were. He had tore through door after door,blood pooling into the palms of his already bloodied hands. He didn't like this,your blood shouldn't be coming out like this. He should've bit you instead to make you bleed. He should've been there quick enough, but he wasn't,his seven seconds took too long. He shouldn't have gotten this attached to your flimsy body.
He stuck to the shadows, armed gaurds filtering through the submarines that opened up,the door opened to let more armed soldiers through. He waited until they were gone, looking around for anyone as he gently placed your bleeding form in the submarine. He had purposly made some noise after leaving you there,making sure the gaurds would treat your wounds before he disappeared back into the facility. He observed,watching from a distance before the hatch closed and it departed to the surface.
This was the last time you saw , nearly a year passing by as urbanshade built a new above ground facility. An oil rig that sat out away from anyone's reach,they had enough budget to buy out this area so nobody would come looking. The incident had been kept under wraps,hidden from the public all too well like they had done this before. Your fellow handlers had been intensely trained, and multiple groups had been sent back down to the facility to capture the crystal power source to bring it back up. None had successfully finished the mission and lived to tell the tale. Most of the time, anyways, you were in surgery aswell as the others,implanted with whatever they needed for future expeditions back to the deep sea facility. Luckily they had been going easy on you,knowing you were the first and original handler that started the whole project,you needed the slack.
You and the other handlers were pulled into a meeting, specifically being entrusted with a task that seemed barbaric if you didn't have the mentality to deal with it. This squad,tasked with murdering off a handful of 50 other expendables they would be tasked to lead into the facility. Your task and the other handlers were to make contact with your respective experiment and then record their current state. A second task to steal and rob whatever research you can,whatever equipment that was free,you were to take it and mind your own business. Stick together and purposly rush to the end as they carefully instructed. The path would be prelit for the squad to take.
"So...what if they don't recognize one of us?" Sebastians handler asked, a perfectly okay question to ask. Your boss,now missing an eye and an arm from her previous encounters,sighed as if she didn't think of this.
"If you die, then the project must continue," Morbid to say, but it was something she didn't care for,she didn't care for any of you aswell but your group were the only handlers who lived from the previous years. Pandemonium and a few others had gone through them like snacks until they landed on a set of friends that were so close they could practically reach each other's minds. Sebastian had nearly mauled his handler a few times too many, but he slowly grew out of it unless it was a stranger. There were a few times they dumped an expendable into his tank as a sacrifice whenever fish feed wasn't working to settle his anger.
"I must repeat,do not spare anyone. If anyone is pointed at for being a traitor, then you all must say something to deter it. The last thing we need is you lot dying because someone wasn't smart enough to do this, " She said angrily,peering over to Blitz's handler. They called him sparky due to the energy they shared. He definitely would be the worst to look out for. He proved to be quite a handful unless he's given medication. He's normally nice though. Actually, he would just chat too much and give away everything before the run to the crystal even started.
"Just keep an eye on eachother, you are not to use anything to kill anyone other than what they called 'locker stealing' and mislead them into mimic doors. You will learn more along the way,just act like newbies and drain them of all their information, until deemed necessary you will live with them" she said sternly. The room echoed with a 'yes ma'am!' before she waved her hand to dismiss the group. The soldiers leading the lot of you back towards your special rooms, each small and similar to studio apartments due to your hidden ranking amongst the soldiers granting this. Your room had been emptied,prepacked for you, so it would be easy to grab the luggage to throw onto the extra sub that would be waiting further into the site.
A set of diving gear,black and red funnily enough, had been left on the bare mattress that used to be your bed. The scuba gear and tanks are all too similar to your old set that now sat rusted in the emptied closet. Something felt nostalgic,like you were going to walk back into his tank and dive to simply chat. The memories you had pushed further into the back of your mind as the task at hand was more important than the personal feelings you had to a being who probably didn't even remember you. It was saddening to think about it,he had been a fun experience, you two weren't a coulpe but maybe a set of close friends. He never seemed to push it after the first time,figuring out the camera quite quickly so it dettered him from any other fondling he wanted to do. A knock at the door startled you back into reality, pandemonium's handler entering the room with a stern look. He came to talk to you about something.
"What." You said flatly,you two never got along, he always mocked you for how close you and the other gotten. His name was Richard, befitting of his attitude of being a massive dick.
"Remember the plan,don't wuss out on us or I'll slaughter you myself." The threat felt weak. You were always the better one at combat. He may be muscle, but the dumbass always used too much stamina,easily thrown off balance with a quick kick to the back of his knees. You stood,chest to chest with him,so close to his face that you could taste his breath.
"Maybe I'll do the favor first and slaughter you before you get the chance to see your precious leech." Your voice,filled with a silent rage as the threat hung in the air heavier than his. His eyes widened,his body stumbling slightly as you pushed forward just a bit. He huffed, moving to shove your body but you didn't budge, the fact sending him into a little huffing fit before he exited the room. The one thing that you shared with multi was his rage,over the years you adopted the tendency to hop into violence before resolving anything with words.
The hallway buzzed,doors to the apartments opening as the others filtered out into the winding corridor. Richard and Nadia, Pandemonium and frogger's handlers,side by side as they pushed past most of the group. The newbie woman,you never caught her name, unfortunately, because she herself had forgotten it over the years after being subjected to multiple tanks of chainsmoker's gas until she built an immunity to it. She had a foggy mind. Her eyes always dazed and emptied, but she always seemed to be functioning-just somewhere in the clouds further away. The jealousy of that,the feeling of not being there was something you craved instead of being able to feel the hell of emotions you've been going through.
"Come," Pinkie's handler, Cassandra, had pulled you forward. You had begun to lag behind,the group straying away due to the negativity they were feeling off of you. Your face,contorting over a while to have a naturally resting angry face,it worked to dettered any strangers, but it also seemed to scare your fellow expendables.
"Sorry," you muttered out,picking up your pace as the other gaurds pushed past with all the luggage. They were in a hurry,your group being the first to go down, so the luggage had to be rushed down first and hidden before the rest of the fifty could find it. The submarine had clearly been a pricier one,a larger one fitted with nice seats that weren't as cushioned as a chair, but it would make do instead of sitting on the harsh metal floor.
"Alright, yall,say your goodbyes!" It was almost as if you were all a Hive mind, instead of waving your boss goodbye as the submarine doors closed,you shot her the middle finger. A sadistic smile plastered on your face at the final act of redemption, your suits weren't fitted with the explosive devices like the others, so it would be easier to take detours the others would die taking. The submarine let out a loud beep, the sound signaling the decent down of both subs. This was going to be the longest part,you couldn't just decent to that depth within minutes. The others were smart enough to smuggle something through, sparky had brought multiple sets of uno down and invited you,so you decided to join them with the games.
Multiple hours had passed, each hour being signaled by a loud buzzing sound that was given no warning. You could see outside the window slightly,the sight of the other submarines following closely behind as you all neared the underwater facility. The pressure of the sea was becoming more bearable,your body adjusting to it quite quickly as you had lived down there for such a long time once before. As the intercom buzzed to life,you heard your bosses voice loud and clear as she went over the plan once more. Making sure everybody heard it before the submarine surfaced into a familiar loading dock,the doors opened with a rhythmic beeping sound.
"Never thought I'd see this place again," sparky had said, practically bouncing on his feet when the other submarines filtered in, then left to make room for more. Ten people had been crammed into five subs, a total of fifty eight people, including your squad. You could tell who was who, the other people you were supposed to send to their demise were wearing Grey suits instead of the deep pitch black suits your group wore. They labeled your group by colors,Richard muttering something about 'marching on skittle squad' ,cackling to himself before Cassandra smacked him over the back of his head. He yelled at her angrily,going to whack her, but Cassandra was faster. Her hand cracked against his face,a loud smack being heard, but it was drowned out by the chatter of the hoard of expendables as they pushed past into the facility.
Let the games begin,shall we?
You were dubbed the team leader, sebastian's handler Ethan had been dubbed co-lead,you two were the smartest out of the bunch so it was natural for you both to be picked. The other expendables had been instructed as normal,follow the lit up pathway and make it to the crystal, loot any files and research, the norm. Out of the groups, you could spot bullies amongst bullies that all seemed to want to team up. They shoved past everyone,grabbing any research within arms reach before the door opened to reveal the next room. You stuck close to your group, Ethan knew spots to hide and avoid the lockers, so it was going to be quite easy to avoid death until later on. The bully group had pushed past so far, leaving your group in the way back, but this left an opportunity as the lights flickered.
"Angler!" Angler's handler suddenly shouted, men and women panicking alike as they darted to lockers and into safe spots that would get them killed. This provided the perfect opportunity for your squad to run by,the false scream had scared enough of them to allow you and your group to where the other bullies were. They had managed to grab flash beacons,flashlights, and other useful items to light up the way. When the next door opened,the lights flickered before a certain A.I. popped onto the screen to the next door. Your squad and half of the other expendables were trapped in this room as the sounds of some creature began to tear its way through the other end where the lagging expendables were. The lights flickered once ,then twice,sparky shouting out as electricity began to flicker and dance through the room. Something had tore its way through the hallway a bit further away, a static screech being heard nearing.
"Hide!" He whisper shouted, your squad diverting to dive into hidden safe spots as the others began to panic when nearly all of the safe areas were taken. A few diving into lockers quick enough to avoid blitz as he tore through the room,the A.I preventing him from going further by locking the heavy duty door. Painter showed his joy by cackling,
"You still have company" The A.I shouted over the hum of electricity.
Sparky had dove into your spot,his body folded uncomfortably as he did so, but he kept this position to save you both from death while blitz tore through each corpse. The A.I. was dead set on killing your squad regardless of how he did it, while blitz was too set on the feast he had just created for himself and the others.
"Do the plan we're alone!" You whisper shouted, knowing this may kill him, but it was worth a try since all of your lives were at stake here. Blitz was close to finding Cassandra, his larger body hovering over the table she stayed firmly hidden under. His body was too heavy for the flimsy table to handle as it began to bend, blitz began screeching when the sound of another human rang through the room, the sound causing your ears to nearly bleed from the intensity.
"HEY" Sparky shouted,his body moving to upright itself as he slipped out of the spot. Blitz turned his gaze and body away from the table, a mad laugh tearing itself out of his throat before he rolled forward. The table flipped,sending blitz forward too fast for even him to reach before his face made contact with the metal floor with a loud thump. His body contorted as he wiggled in pain like a worm would move. Sparky made the decision to see if he were okay,a dumb one at best as blitz quickly uprighted himself to pull down sparky. You could see as claws dug into the mans skin, a hand wrapped around his throat,becoming tighter and tighter until he let go with a sadistic huff. He didn't recognize his handler at first,too bloodlusted to know his best friend was the one he was pinning down.
"It's-me-" sparky choked out, the clawed hand tightening around his throat once again as sharp nails dug into the skin of his neck. You couldn't smell it, but the scent of his blood filled blitz's nostrils,something in it snapping the creature out of his blood lusted craze as he peered down at the human beneath him. The door suddenly opened,the A.I. huffing as the remaining expendables neared, the sound of them talking startling blitz out of his thoughts. Sparky looked up at you,giving you a double thumbs up without a smile, then blitz screeched,grasping sparky by a handful of his suit before he dragged the now yelling man into a different open hallway. His screaming soon faded away, and you were praying he survived this-he was one of the few you could stand long enough without throttling with a chair funnily enough. The door closed as the sounds of sparky finally disappeared, locking behind with a click.
The others filtered out of their spots,a quick headcount showing that it was solely sparky that was snatched up while nearly fifty percent of the other expendables had been slaughtered. Leaving only a select handful of the squad, which didn't include your squad. Your group had made it to the door thirty-seven before blitz attacked. Luckily, nothing had beforehand, but it was slightly frustrating considering you were actively hoping to find them. One down,seven more to go.
Malevolent Merchants handler had been the next to go. Luckily, he had found her room due to the role she was playing in this. A quick snack pitstop,she was one of the ones trying to aid your squad to the end. The emptied vending machines were her doing, crates apon crates of various snacks,chips, and sodas were scattered around the room. She had luckily recognized your group,waiting until the others filtered out before she embraced her handler in a tight hug. She had grown exponentially too, she was shorter than you were before but now she stood towering over everyone. She was nearly seven feet tall now, her body gaining muscle and scars littered her exposed form. She even gifted your group free snacks, hiding a happy smile once she figured out her handler was here to stay. She dragged him further into her living quarters,a hole in the ground that led somewhere into a foresty room she called home. Both chattering and rambling away happily. It felt nice,none of the squad died just yet, so there was some hope in this. A small part of you hoped Richard would die but another hoped he was able to handle pandemonium like he did once before.
Funny enough further down,you could hear as an expendable entered her room,the angry shouts that commenced. The muffled conversation of merchant yelling 'PAY YOUR TAB OR DIE' as she used an expendable to beat sebastian who had unfortunately entered at the wrong time. You could hear see the commotion,Merchants handler freaking out as he witnessed her use human nunchucks against the serpentine creatures. You knew this person-they had boasted about their streak of free items from the malevolent being.
One of the surviving bullies had been trailing behind you a bit too close,sometimes even standing right next to you as he acted like nothing was happening. You could feel his eyes examining your body,mentally undressing your form with how he stared at you. At some point, it was just you two, he had gotten a bit too close for your liking but Cassandra stepped quick enough in before he could push it further. She shouted at him,the sound not scaring him so she began to bark at him loudly. The sound is morbid and animalistic, the bully freaking out as she neared him spitting and barking. Luckily, this worked to push him away as he retreated further forward.
"Thank you," you said softly,rubbing the nape of your neck with little hope it would get rid of the nasty emotions you were feeling.
"I got your back girl" Cassandra said before pausing,peering out of the open window next to you. She motioned you to quickly come near.
"What?" You sounded confused. She huffed, violently yanked you forward to press your face agianst the glass, an extremely familiar sight filling your vision as A_60,aka Mackintosh, had been swimming by further to the front. You could feel the familiarity of his static when he passed,the feeling comforting against the cold glass before it disappeared completely. He floated there for a moment,turning his head a little bit to see where he could find an opening in the facility wall. You watched as he drew two axes from straps wrapped around his tentacle limbs, an opening in the wall allowing him to push into the building. If you strained your eyes enough, you could see the blurry shapes of your squad panicking as the bright light of his red glitchy static tore through multiple rooms much further within seconds.
"He's coming,go! Go!" You rushed Cassandra into the next room ,shoving her into one of the siderooms as he approached rapidly. The sounds of people running and claiming lockers filled your ears until a particular group of expendables had entered the room,pushing into your sideroom. This only served to attract him into said sideroom as one of the newbies had an axe lodged into the meat of his thigh that bled violently. The crimson blood dripping to the ground beneath him. Luckily, your hiding spot kept you and Cassandra perfectly hidden as the abnormally large beast tore through the men and women with a sickening sadistic laugh.
Most of them had either had their heads popped like a grape or tore by each limb by his tendrils or the almost new axe he brandished out of thin air. His mind too far gone at the moment to attempt to calm him down, but you needed to attempt it, considering he was such a rare sight to see in these expeditions.
Hours Before you had seen him,he was casually resting on one of the walls, waiting for your fellow expendables to pass far enough so he could finally feast. He didn't have a clue that you were here, floating in the salty water as his mind wandered to the blurry memories you both shared. He could barely remember your face,your scent,your blood,he wanted it all again. Time kept passing too fast for him while he waited for a chance and hoped you would come back. The thoughts dying a month into his seclusion within the facility, around the time they had begun to send search parties down,he lost the hope you were ever going to show up at all. The only thing keeping him sane was sebastian's near constant reminder, he even had pictures that kept the beasts sanity somewhat there.
Keeping your gaze on him as he began to calm down was a big mistake,his head snapping into the direction of your hiding spot as Cassandra was stepping over the couch you both hid behind. She screamed loudly, and her body immediately yanked was into the air by her hair. The lights in the hallways flickered rapidly,signaling the approach of something. You were halfway out the door,the only safe spot was in the other sideroom but that had a locker you were advised to avoid. An idea dawned on you suddenly, a stupid one but an idea nonthless
peered out the doorway,watching your fleeing form as it darted towards the adjacent room he was in. The thrill of the chase urging him along but he stopped to peer down at your body. You had stopped right in the middle of the halway,a familiar banshees screech approaching as the light bulbs brightened before bursting. You could hear the bloodshed as the rest of the others were slaughtered mercilessly. A shrill mocking laughter pierced your ears,the noise harsh and violent amongst the glitchy static that filled the room. Cassandra ran,knowing this was a horrible way to confront pinkie. Your arms raised as you were seemingly waiting for the being to come,a-60 hunched over slightly as he looked down with a confused look.
"R.I.P" she saluted you,diving into a locker as the familar pink being tore by. The rooms were plunged into darkness, she emitted no glow other than the faint purple hue from the angler bulb on her head. Pinkie,one you loved to call 'screechie' because of how loud she would be all the time,lived up to her name as she happily reached out towards you.
The suddenness of a massive jagged knife diving into her wrist was a sight to behold,some feral desire preventing a-60 from seeing your death before he could get his own hands on you. Purple blood dripped from the open wound before he thrusted the knife backward,a deep jagged wound forming along her arm before it fully pierced through the bone.
"MINE" he shouted,grasping pinkie by the wrist to launch her towards the wall. It was a difficult feat however as the smaller creature latched onto his wrist. The feeling of her long thin teeth sinking into his skin didn't deter the larger beast as he just became more annoyed than angry. You could see as pinkie was violently thrown around in the air as an attempt to throw her off but she was latched onto his arm too well.
She knew what she was doing,it was quite alarming.
He had half the mind to stab her, but Pinkie was just trying to survive. You also saw him using a trick to pry her jaws open like a snake so he could toss her into the corpse filled sideroom. It's almost as if the A.I. were waiting for his cue as the door slid shut, then locked with a click,pinkie screaming as she attempted to escape her now prisoncell. His attention turned back to you,he was completely unarmed, but he didn't care. A-60 had half the mind to slaughter you for this little stunt, but the strange feral desire to chase overwhelmed that,he knew you would need a head start.
Admist the chaos,he had violently thrown your body to the side. Your ankle had twisted with a painful crack while the whole fight played out,it had caught against a hole in the ground. He didn't know this,nearing your fallen body with a sinister grin while contemplating the idea he was coming up with. His hand reached up into the air, the air humming, then burst with energy as a familar looking rusted axe fizzled into life. The red glitching is almost alien and too foreign for you to comprehend.
You saw as he moved to chop down with the axe,your body moving with a sudden adrenaline like you were possessed. This angered him even further, the being you once played cards with now bloodlusted and hungered for your corpse. He was taking far too long,like he wanted you to run, but your ankle provided no aid in this situation. You peered up,mentally hoping and begging him to see who was infront of him.
Cassandra suddenly appeared with a whole can of febreeze,yelling something along the lines of 'taste fall breeze!' Before she sprayed it directly into his eyes. He hissed,his hands curling up to claw at his now fall scented eyeballs. The chemicals burned like a thousand needles piercing his eyes.
"AW-GOD-" he choked out,rubbing his eyes rapidly before he began to wildly flail his arms out to grab at anything within reach. Cassandra had fled moments prior ,leaving you alone with the almost empty can of febreeze. You looked up him,eyes widened with panic as he rubbed away whatever sprayed his weakened eyes. The fins on the side of his head wiggled,twitching while he listened to your heavy breathing.
"You got fire -" he paused,peering down at your tiny body. Something felt...familiar about you. This is really when you could take a better look at him,he had grown nearly triple in size. Still as thick and muscled as before, but his hair had grown quite a bit,he had a scruffy, messy beard that looked uncared for. He had more scars too,the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to expose his hairy arms. He had a few piercings too, a golden nose piercing that looked like a bull ring, some ear fin piercings, he even had golden rings on his fingers that spelled out something. He held an axe up in his hand,not remembering who you were until he brought the axe down,your scream shocking him out of his crazed daze-it should've fueled it but that scream was all too familar to his aching ears. Your scream.
"It can't be..."he dropped the axe,his smile disappearing as quickly as it came before the bully from before had entered. He shouted something about saving you, but easily shoved him away with a thick tentacle. He was more content on staring at you,taking in your body while his hands began to trace up your sides to explore every curve there. The bully shouted,suddenly being torn apart easily by the thick black and red tendrils that languidly moved around you both,the bloodied scene ignored by the beast who had a lazy happy smile. He wasn't entirely sure at first if it was actually you, his large hands scouping your body up easily before he dived into a different portion of the facility. The doors that were there before had been broken open,allowing him easy access through the winding corridors. A trail of blood followed behind,the smell of metal filled your nose before it was suddenly drowned out by his overwhelming scent. The room you were pulled into was rather large, the darkness of the space providing a familiar comfort you both knew all too well.
"Tell me something she would know." he dropped you onto the mattress, settling down in front of you with a determined look,the room began to glow with a familiar red hue.
"Remember the time you tried to climb the walls and got stuck so you had me throw buckets of oil onto you -" That's all he needed to hear. That memory was all too embarrassing to think of. He grumbled something to himself, a hand moving up to muffle your words before you could finish speaking. He moved his hand away to cup the side of your face, then he pulled it away,his body moving so he could lazily rest on his stomach next to you. The tentacles around you moved,sliding the blanket you sat on to lay down next to him so a thick arm could wrap around your body. He kept you firmly there. This entire time, he had been thinking you were a hallucination and that his sanity finally snapped.
"I'm here,it's me," you said softly. You hadn't done this before, but your hand moved to scratch the thick scruffy beard he grew. The physical touch finally grounded him to reality,your touch did wonders to sooth his thought filled mind.
"I'm here to stay. They sent us down here to see how you guys are,they want us to do research on you guys but I just can't-this is the first taste of freedom I've had in months" your soft voice echoed in the room, one of his finned ears perking up while he listened carefully. He knew the feeling,the airyness of freedom he had tasted before it was suddenly drowned out by the fact he was still as stuck as he was before. Nowhere would accept him, so he decided to stick here. The hotel he came from originally was probably tore down and condemned, so he couldn't go back there to terrorize them there. Sebastian had suggested he stay here with the others,to turn this facility into a place he could call home.
"Yer not leaving me again anyways," he stated,giving you no room to argue before he rolled onto his back. Macintosh pulled your smaller form on top of his, his body moving to sit back up against the pillows while his hands moved to rest on your hips,his thumbs tracing circles into the clothed skin before it dipped underneath a hole it created with his claw. The sound of ripping filled the room as he suddenly sat upright,slicing through your suit and clothing like butter.
"I finally get to do this" he grumbled. He didn't have a huge idea on what to do but he would make it work. He leaned down,grabbing a fistful of your hair to tilt your head and exposed your bare neck to him, a faint bite mark was there from the previous one he left you nearly a year before.
"Stay quiet for me" he huffed out, opening his mouth before he clamped back down onto the same spot. He wasn't going easy,sinking his fangs into the sensitive portion of your collar bone,you could feel as his tounge began to lick any blood that formed,his beard rubbing and tickling the exposed skin. He groaned,the sound deep and throaty as he feasted, the sweet taste of your blood was too addicting like a candy he never wanted to let go. Mac's hands rubbed against your exposed skin,peeling away any other clothing that separated you both. His large hands move back down to trace circles on your hips,claws digging in and scraping the skin but not drawing blood.
"Fucking delicious" he snarled, tendrils moving quicker than you could comprehend as you were suddenly flipped onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips once again,the large limbs raising you up to press your exposed lower half firmly against the connection between his human and the other half. The two of you never went this far,never wanting the scientist to watch because of the first time. The closest you two had gotten was him shoving his tounge down your throat while finger fucking you insane.
"Be a good girl and let me have my fun" he said lowly,his gaze darkening once he saw your body finally go limp,submitting to his many advances. You could feem as something was pricking your thighs. It didn't seem like you were given much choice either as the feeling of burning toxins coursed through your weakened body, the awaiting tendrils eagerly wrapping around your legs to pry them open with ease. Your suit had been torn,shredded by now so he could explore the skin as much as he wanted. The small hidden spikes along the palm of his hands had pricked into your skin in multiple places,the small puncture wounds burning so fast.
He said nothing,letting the toxin do its work as he watched for any negative reaction. He could also hear the yelling of pandemonium as he burst past the other room and then down the hallway to chase some prey. A poor wall dweller he dubbed food, and you could hear the happy yelling of Richard that signaled he was well and alive-unfortunately. The sounds soon were drowned out by the signature TV static a-60 loved to use. Your world seemingly turned upright when he traced his finger down the sensitive line of your spine,distracting you from the sensation of him adjusting both of your bodies in a way to expose the slit hidden beneath the thickest of the red and black tendrils. pulled your body up,pressing it firmly against his chest before he grasped your knee to hoist it up. The sudden exposure to cold air forcing goosebumps to form while you began to feel some anxiety and eagerness towards what he was going to do.
The position you were in didn't give you the best view as a thicker tendril moved to keep you sitting on your knees. The thick skin oddly soft and squishy beneath your legs,your mind was feeling something that was comforting. He didn't give any warning though as he dipped the tip of a tendril inside of you, wating a second before it wiggled slightly, the burning stench sudden and jarring amongst his comforting gestures. His right hand began to massage small circles into your side as the other moved to rub the bundle of nerves between your legs in an attempt to distract you. The rough pad on his fingers added to the sensation, a wetness growing between your legs that aided the tendril when he pushed it further in. The stretch burned,the sensation growing more intense when he finally pushed as far as he could,rubbing anywhere it could reach. His fingers moved faster, mac's free hand moving to grasp the bottom of your jaw ,his tounge sliding out after he forced your mouth open with his thumb. Your head craned back uncomfortably, a few moments shared between you two before he shoved his tounge further down your throat,nearly suffocating you before it pulled back out slightly to let you breath for just a moment.
He didn't give you any time to adjust,his pace becoming unpredictable as soon the feeling of something else poked next to the tendril lodged inside of you. Something felt different, the head felt so much warmer than the tendril that began to try to make room for whatever that there. It began to wiggle violently, jerking against the sensitive spot within your body before his hand moved down, his fingers moving to open you up further,the stretch burning more and felt mildly uncomfortable. The feeling of the ribbed tendril rubbed against you for a second,it felt slick and wet.
"Breath" he muffled out,pulling you further into the tounge filled kiss once again. The fins on the sides of his head wiggled,showing his satisfaction and joy when his eyes slowly shut. He was enjoying the feeling of you squirming against him, your walls tightening around him in such a way he never wanted to pull out. It was already a tight fit as is before the head slipped inside,stretching you even further after his fingers moved. The slight relief doing wonders until the first ridge and bump poked in,then the second,then every single other ridge until he was to the base. He ignored some of your squirming, allowing you to adjust but he didn't take too long as the warmth urged him to move. Each barb wasn't hard,they were round and felt heavily as each popped in and out. He didn't move his hips, using a pair of tendrils to slowly move your body up and down in a rhythmic pace he wanted.
"I'd love to hear you scream-" he said after pulling away,his tounge covered with a mixture of yours and his spit. Your lip bled,he bit it when he pulled away. "But ya need to stay quiet,be a good girl and let me have fun..I also hid a little secret all these years so keep yer mouth shut" his accent came back, the tendril inside of you moving at a different pace, wiggling against the sensitive spot inside of you. His fingers rubbed circles once again over your clit,his pace uneven but widely pleasurably as he fucked you through his own feral desires. The room filling with the wet sounds of your desires as he quickly neared his own end, pent up all these years. The floor creaked with every moment as if it were bending underneath your shared weights.
An idea dawned,the tounge fucking your throat had left soon after he changed positions. His back laying against the mattress as you were moved to ride him,the tendrils aiding you most of the way but he had left you to do the rest of it. Your hips rolled against the slit, a tendril firmly planted beneath you so you could use it as leverage. He had no pupils so you couldn't see where he was looking,his eyes half lidded and almost glazed over while desires burned through him. Your hands were planted firmly against his pelvis as your hips rolled back to meet every thrust,,determined to send you both over but the toxins seemed to keep you on the edge. The strange smile forming on mac's face as he realized you were becoming frustrated. His body jostling upright so quickly it send you flying onto your back, the tendril inside of you had slipped out with a wet pop before it pushed back inside with little resistance.
What you learned to be a smaller tendril,what looked to be an inhuman dick, ribbed to hell and rubbed so sweetly inside of you,hadn't revealed its purpose just yet until he began to wildly move them again. A sudden pain shot through your pelvis before he paused, watching your reaction as you adjusted to the foreign stretch, his body folding down to smother you a while the ribbed tendril pushed further into the entrance your womb. The feeling burned painfully,his hands moving down to grasp a handful of your breasts before his thumbs kneading circles into the sensitive nubs there. He was clearly too blissed out to care about much,the swelling growing more and more until it pushed against the tight resistance of your womb. Your toes curled at the feeling,the pain burning into a strange arousal as something pushed past and plopped itself inside of you. It felt round,large and oddly warm.
"Many more to come" he purred out happily,his ear fins wiggling madly while the insane smile came back. You weren't going anywhere anytime soon. It felt like hours had passed when he was almost done,your abdomen builging out slightly from the amount of eggs he had pushed into your awaiting womb. He had regained some humanity midway through, a shaky hand reaching down to comfort you. His grip tightened whenever you tighted around him, the tendril before had wiggled itself free to rub quick wet circles into your sensitive clit. His hands were too focused on fondling the mounds of flesh,addicted to the feeling of your soft skin beneath his rough fingertips whenever he kneaded it. Somewhere in between this, he began to produce this thick red smoke whenever he exhaled out. He had done this before but only when he was in one of his rare moods.
The smoke-oh god the smell, it should've disgusted you when you inhaled it in but the sensation it created did wonders to sooth your aching body. The overwhelming scent of cigars filled your nose ,some tangyness of metal, and somehow the scent of citrus and cherries. He had been acting on instinct most of the time anyways, the last of the eggs filling you before you felt him pull out. The hope he was done dawned in your mind before it was shattered as he suddenly thrusted the ribbed tendril back into your womb,small movements keeping it firmly planted inside of you before it finally slipped out.
It was all too much,the feeling of your release and his slipping out, the way he moved to place you back down onto the mattress. He wanted to taste it,peering down at the slick that dripped from you, but there was a point you needed to rest. Your eyes had already closed,a clean tendril moving your body to lay against the mattress. Some part in his mind screaming to leave,he just scrambled you but some other part forced him to stay. His body moving on its own,one of his thick arms wrapped around your body to keep it close while his hand rested possessively over your bloated stomach. Knowing it was severely unwise to awaken you so he decided to join you in the land of slumber.
To tell you the truth,he didn't mean for it to get this far. Watching your sleeping body while it was curled tightly against his side,he didn't move at all so he didn't disturb you. Originally macintosh had the idea to slaughter you if you were some fake lookalike but this-your eyes,your hair,everything. It was you without a doubt. Sebastian's words echoed in his mind,the faint memory of the fish freak telling him that you'd be back,he'd have to thank him in some way later on. The A.I had popped in some hours after you were sleeping,keeping his voice down as he spoke to a-60. The beast didn't have a care if anyone else died,only the handlers had lived but his only concern was you. He felt a bit bad for terrifying you before but he couldn't help the desires,the feral urge to chase and kill like a rabid dog.
“Hey” he said softly,slowly nudging your body until your eyes fluttered open. Your mouth opened,a tiny yawn escaping that looked adorable in his eyes tired eyes. The room was filled with the stench of sex,him,and your sweat, his body was the only thing you could see with the way you were pressed against him.
“mhm” you could barley keep your eyes open,he could tell.
“Want to sleep more?” he asked gently,chucking when you rapidly nodded your head and then buried it into the thickness of his chest. Something in you kept your mind from going back into the abyss of slumber.
He was a living furnace,producing enough heat to where you didn't need the blanket he had thrown over top of both of you but he needed it. He couldn't feel the body heat he produced, mac had been greedily sapping your warmth despite being the bigger beast. The tendrils around your legs moved as he adjusted to lay on his stomach,exposing his scarred back to you. He had clearly been through alot more fights over the years,some looking to be from pandemonium from how harsh and deep they were. He always got so touchy with you,why not return the favor?
He didn't notice your hand reaching up before it was placed onto the top of his head,his body jumped slightly from the sudden touch but he relaxed quickly. Mac huffed,his eyes slowly closing from the feeling of your hand scratching through the tangled strands on his head. Even as you grabbed a fistful to untangle it,he remained still, his chest rumbling and body vibrating as if he he had been purring like a cat,the attention felt heavenly to his touch starved body. The creature wasn't feeling pain,he just desired to be loved like he was now.
The fins on his head wiggled when your thumbs brushed against them,the brightest idea to gently caress and gently rub the small wiggling limbs. Macintosh had gone limp underneath you some time into this, the purring seemingly getting louder and louder until he began to drool from it all. His eyes closed shut,mouth slightly agape as spit rolling down his lip,clearly blissed out. The combination of your hand in his hand and one scratching behind his ear silenced his normally active mind. He felt your hands pull away, he involuntary let out a whiney groan.
“More?” you could feel him press his head against your hands,clearly too blissed out to do anything himself as he awaited for more scratches. He didn't care if this ruined the vision of him being big and scary,he just wanted this more than anything else.
“Oh fine,you big lump” you joked,your smaller hand moving to scratch underneath his chin before you ran your hands through the thick hair there. Eventually he fell asleep, snoring loudly amongst the quiet of the room. This left you to be the only one awake,allowing you to explore even more than you could before. Your actions had knocked mac out cold, he was too far to be manually awoken so you left him be with the idea to explore. He had a pile of clothing shoved into the corner,most of it were white button ups,some jeans and even funnily enough there were cowboy hats thrown about in the room. Your suit had been torn beyond any repairs, it laid on the ground shredded beside the bed that he slept in. He would glow faintly everytime he exhaled,the faint red hue filling the room light a gentle nightlight, it helped you to see what you were doing.
Your body ached horrifically when you stood, the sticky mess between your legs felt madly uncomfortable so you'd have to find a shower or somewhere to clean this up. Your stomach bloated,it wasn't bad-like you had eaten far too much food, a majority of the eggs had dipped in size towards the end of it so it became easier by then. The room became too dark and extremely difficult to see in,there was a giant hole where the door should be that led into an equally dark hallway. stayed asleep,he har used up a good chunk of his energy before.
The only thing that really fit was his shirt, a large white button up that hung like a dress over your petite form. You could be average height but was a beast of a man,triple the size of any body builder you've seen up close. The fabric was somewhat see-through but it provided something to cover your naked body. Painter had flickered to life, watching you from afar while trying to decide what to do. The other handlers were too busy to help,all occupied with their own beast so he had to do something.
“hey” his voice startled you,your body jumping slightly before you peered up at the flashing screen next to the door. “take the path,go clean up” faint almost broken light bulbs lit up along the winding corridor,you couldn't see much at all as you carefully stepped through the rubble. A limp in your step whenever you walked but it didn't deter you from the idea of finally having a shower without the prying eyes of urbanshade. Privacy,very much needed privacy.
“Thank you” the A.I had disappeared sometime ago,the lights dying out soon after he had. The only light source was the changing rooms light as you entered it,the familiar sight of the old women's locker room filled your vision. Dust and dirt lined the walls,the only clean area of it was the bathroom area that looked to be freshly scrubbed clean. The large inground hottub would have to make do since when you turned the nosil to the shower,it didn't turn on.
Soon the room had filled with steam,the sounds of running water filling the tub. Luckily there had been what looked to be men's soap,shampoo and conditioner sat next to the tub. Your locker was in here,surely your old gym clothes would be here too? The thought bringing some joy to your mind as you rounded the corner-just to see your locker had been tore completely open as if it had exploded from the inside. Nearly all of your items were gone,leaving just a single sanitary pad and a pair of dirty underwear. You could see monstrous claw marks along the concrete walls. It was only a month prior but he had tore through your locker after getting a wiff your scent,somehow thinking you were hiding in there just to be greeted by your clothing instead. He destroyed the locker in the process,stealing your clothing along with it.
The tub almost overfilled by the time you got back to it,the water steaming from how hot it was but it's what your body needed. Urbanshade never allowed you in particular to use the hot water, cold baths only to shock your limbs awake. Your body felt like it was in heaven from how the water embraced you,a warm tight hug. The shirt you wore was discarded so you could submerge fully underneath the water,your shoulders sinking further until until it was just your head that stuck out of the tub.
Unbeknownst to you,mac had awoken and promptly began to freak out once he realized you were not laying next to him. The idea that you were snatched-it brought rage back,white hot rage that burned to the point he nearly shattered painter when he flickered into life. He first frantically tore apart whatever he could in the room,catching a whiff of your scent finally as he did so. He took a second to think before he punched a hole into the wall out of sheer frustration.
He called out your name,peering around the winding hallway ,the tendrils beneath his body moved him along the rubble. The sight of the locker rooms light being on had stopped him,he wondered if merchant came to deliver his weekly supplies a bit earlier than intended. Sounds echoed through the halls as blitz tore through the facility,they had sent yet another group of sorry sacrifices to die for them.
“Hello?” He slipped through the locker room door,knocking on it loud enough for you to hear. Your eyes were shut tightly,allowing the hot water to do its magic while you floated there in the giant hottub. He turned the corner,peering down at your relaxing form, he had half the mind to join you but something seemed to stop him. He still was hesitant about this all,mac didn't want to push it too far than he already had but a huge part of him craved to sit there and demand attention.
“I can feel you staring,come on” your voice startled him out of his thoughts, his body eagerly moving to slip into the heated water next to you. He took up a good majority of the tub,water tipping over the edge then onto the floor around you both. He stayed put,leaning back against the edge of his tub with one arm wrapped around you,the other lazily rested on the lip of the tub.
“Aren't you supposed to be…killing people?” a perfectly okay question to ask,this seemed out of character for the creature to act like this.
“Miss this? Nah” he stated simply, tendrils Moving to wrap around your body to keep you pressed firmly against his side.
You could feel as his hand began to scrub through your hair,between everything he had grabbed a bottle of shampoo and spurt some of the contents on his hands. The cold gel shocking you for a moment before he began to scrub it into your scalp,massaging your head in circles. He was going a bit rough,unknowingly putting in a little too much strength until he adjusted to put less. The poor beast would have to adjust due to his increased strength, it would explain why your hips were so bruised aswell from the harsh grip he had on them. You could see the handprints he left,now bruised blue and black from the previous encounters.
The sounds of moving had startled you out of your daze,sebastian's voice echoing through the other lockeroom. You could hear as the shower was turned on,the sound of Ethan’s voice shouting out about the cold water as sebastian cackled from the funny sight of Ethan wiggling beneath it. Clearly those two had connected once again,they didn't care for prying ears while they were chatting loudly within the next room. Their talking soon drowned out by the showers as they turned more on. The both of you had began to ignore it,too focused on eachother.
The silence shared between you two was deafening but also comforting, the chance to be this close to you was all he needed to he satisfied at the moment. Yes he wanted to take you here,bend you over the side of the tub and fuck you senseless but he needed to control himself better. Though the look you gave him as his hands trailed further down,grasping a handful of your breast before kneading the mounds of flesh while he rolled and pinched your nipple between his fingers. He just couldn't resist, your skin felt so soft beneath his calloused fingertips.
He peered down,watching you with that signature shit eating grin he always seemed to have. The light in the room had popped suddenly after,presumably from something he had just done to purposly plunge you both into darkness. His hand moved first before anything else,the roughness of his skin rubbing against your face when he went to cup it. His other free hand went to rub your belly for a moment ,his fingers dipping further down to gently push against the skin there. You could feel something push against your womb,the feeling was too painful at first,your pained face causing him to stop until the pain had went away.
“Can't keep them in forever,they're duds for now” he huffed, you didn't know how he knew this-you didn't want to ask why he knew that too. The water swished with both of your movements, his hands yoinking you onto his lap with your back pressed against his chest. Two tendrils easily pried open your legs,he did most of the work anyways while you waited for him. The familar prick against your thigh, your skin began to burn once again like before. It felt mild,it wasn't as intense and seering like hours prior,this was meant to just ease the exit of each egg.
(See visual here since tumblr would censor this
“Just-let Me-” he wrapped an arm around your neck locking you into a headlock. You could feel the stickiness of a thick tentacle as it gently press down onto your stomach,the feeling of your womb not wanting to give in at first was madly painful until it finally did. The first egg popped through,your hands grasping and clawing at his arm while that kept you perfectly still. His fingers tested the rim of your hole before they dipped in,opening you up more so the egg could plop out with ease. The pain died into a mad blinding pleasure, each red sphere slipping out easier and easier every time until the largest of the bunch needed to come out. He had been watching you the entire time,your face contorted into a pleasure filled mess. Tears had been rolling down your cheeks, your hands clawed at his forearms for freedom from the tightening headlock. For a moment the denial of air-the way you were being choked,it left you breathless. It wasn't painful,the lightheadedness felt madly comforting when it stopped all of the thoughts that ravaged your mind.
“Hey-Earth to snack-” at some point you had passed out,forgetting to warn him about your impending stayed before you fell unconscious. He had panicked at first,shaking your body a bit before he stopped. knew you were breathing-he had just suffocated you a bit too much. He didn't know if you did or didn't like it,he wouldn't be doing that again for awhile.
“I'm okay” he heard you breath,he let out a sigh of relief before he pulled himself out of the tub with you in his arms. The eggs simply floated,he would have to figure out something and hopefully sebastian wouldn't find them again. The toxin still burned in your bloodstream,the ache growing more and more between your legs,the burning hot desire and its almost like he could smell it,the sinister grin coming back once he realized you were still ready to go for more,an eagerness bubbling up to the surface when you both neared his room. Nothing could stop him now as he tossed you onto the bed,not bothering to dry either of you off as you were flipped onto your stomach,ass forced to perk in the air to expose yourself to him.
“Good girl” fuck,those words. His voice,thicker with arousal and his accent showing itself proudly. His hands grasped a fistful of your cheeks,spreading them and your legs open for him. Not a single warning was given as he pushed the wet thick muscle of his tounge into you, the taste of your arousal had fueled him even more. He growled,the sound deep and throaty as his mouth opened even wider to allow the thickest portion to enter you. You could feel while it wiggled around,squirming as it jabbed itself against the sensitive spot within you. His thumb moved down,rubbing quick fast circles into your clit while he practically made out with your lower half.
There was a moment you had been sent over the edge but he didn't care,too worried about the feast he was just given. It sounded nasty,wet slurping mixed with the sounds of his tounge fucking itself into you. His beard had become matted at some point,chin dripping with your desire and arousal while he fisted himself without shame. His hand firmly gripped the ribbed tendril between his legs,a claw tipping into the leaking tip to prevent himself cumming from simply from eating you out. His own groans muffled until you had attempted to pull away,the sensations becoming far too much at one point. He only gave you a few moments of reprieve,flipping onto his back so you would sit your pretty little ass onto his face. The thought of suffocating him would be more severe if it weren't for the fact he kept smothering himself with the meat of your thighs and pussy like a starved man.
“slow down-” you choked out,interrupted by a tendril shoving itself down your throat to gag you.
“No.” you weren't fighting this.
Unfortunately, the A.I. had not excused himself in time as he witnessed nearly the entire ordeal, something short circuiting further into the facility before he could dive back into his web. You didn't notice painter at all,the smug bastard had even started to record what was happening while he went to torture the newest group of expendables. Something he would possibly use as blackmail against mackintosh in the future,if he ever had that sort of shame to begin with.
You could feel as a sticky tendril moved up your side,curling around the dips of your hips. He was becoming rather touchy again,both of your legs were already engulfed within the writhing mass. It's almost like he was trying to absorb you,your limbs heavy and feeling like jelly whenever you tried to move. Whatever he could inject you with,he seemed to do this on purpose eveytime to make it so you were a pliable mess to mold however he wanted. The room soon began to glow,his hands moving up to pull you fully down against his face,his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin before he pulled away completely. You needed the break but loathed the sudden emptiness it caused, the feeling short lived as his fingers dipped inside your warmth. Your body had been shifted to lay face down on the mattress,his fingers careful when he curled them against that sensitive spot there,slowly moving them until he could reach his knuckle.
“I don't feel like dealing with anything extra” mac huffed,he wanted to take it further but he already had to deal with the other eggs,shoving more inside of you was the last thing he wanted at the moment. The desire there,you could see it from how the ribbed limb wiggled behind your legs eagerly before it dipped into the small crevice between your legs,taking the place of his hand.
“Sorry” Liar. He was smiling the entire time he used the meat of your thigh as friction. Each nub and ridge rubbed against the sensitive bud there. The position you sat in was awkward, a hand keeping both of your thighs tightly shut while the other raised your hips for him so he could see what was going on,the ribbed tendril fucking the meat there with short quick thrusts. Your noises fueled him further, the tendril going ridged for a few seconds before sticky strands of white spurt out and coat your inner thighs. He was a bit too rough,his hands keeping your thighs shut as tight as they would go while the base of the tendril buldged out. You could see the sphere shape moving up before the tiny red pearl had plopped onto the bed beneath you.
He rambled,his accent too thick to understand but the deep rumbling of his voice seemed to sooth your body. ’s body violently jolted from the feeling of your hands wrapping around the sensitive tendril,your hands moving in sync to push him further as more shiny red eggs rolled onto the bed. What felt like hours was only minutes, the whole ordeal had ended a few minutes prior but he was still coming down from the blissful high.
From what you could see,he was staring up at the ceiling,head back as the ear fins wiggled madly,the shiteating grin on his face too. From what you could see,the red on his face was him blushing, something forcing a bright red glow to appear,it highlighted a good portion of his features.
“hey?” your body moved,legs more shaky than before but it didn't deter you as your hands reached up to cup his face,your thumb rubbing circles into the meat of his cheek. This seemed to ground him,the giant being letting out a long sigh,the air being filled with red smoke as he came to reality. His face still glowed but now brighter than before,your hands providing comfort amongst his foggy mind. His arms suddenly were around you,the eggs being swept away with little care so he could roll onto the mattress with you. Thick limbs providing warmth in the cold room,his arms kept you firmly planted next to him on the bed like you were going to disappear if he let go. A hand stroked your hair,tendrils wrapping around your body in a sticky hug,he wasn't wet he just felt like he was constantly covered with this weak glue.
“wake me up next time” he huffed,talking about earlier when you vanished.
“You don't need to escort me everywhere-”
“no, no, I do” he made the decision for you, hushing you by yanking you into the meat of his chest. The idea to bite him dawning on you, wanting payback for biting you.
It's like he knew what you were about to do but he didn't do anything to stop it,your teeth sinking into the squishy flesh of his breast. He laughed,moving to pry you off but you were firmly latched on,dead set on leaving a mark there. Once he discovered he could not pry you off easily,he simply laid there defeated until you were finished. Unbeknownst to him,you were also determined to cover him as a canvas with your bite marks. Each time you sank your teeth into his flesh-it felt either wildly ticklish or pleasuring. The meat of his stomach was particularly sensitive,he almost smacked you when he felt your hands trail down his ticklish sides. He would do the exact same though,so he didn't stop you. Infact,he had planned on doing the exact same.
Your world was turned upright,tendrils wrapping around your body as his hands moved to scrape along your ticklish sides. Your arms had been pinned down,unable to save yourself from the tickle onslaught ,he wasn't going to stop until he had you laughing. It wasn't long, he had struck the right spot that forced a giggle out of you,the asshole even had the gal to tickle you until you were begging him to stop. It was all play,similar to what you two did those years prior,mac would always fake being the looser until he found the opportunity to take over.
The scene between you both sat short lived, the suddenness of sebastian entering the hallway had ruined the small moment. You could hear as he yelled about how the two of you shouldn't be naked, Mac could tell you were beginning to panic but he yanked you back down before you could do anything,both of your naked forms lay on the damp mattress while the serpentine fish beast peaked hie head in. He didn't care,giving Mac a look like ‘I told you so’ with the smug grin, he didn't let you two say anything before he tossed in a few suitcases that were yours.
“the rest of your shit is In merchants room,go get it when you're done frisking the fish” his words momentarily shocked both of you,your eyes widened as you went to stare at the now angered mackintosh. Your hands went to sooth him,rubbing that sensitive spot beneath his ears to calm him down,the last thing you needed was mackintosh starting a fight while nude. Though…the thought was welcomed,he could tell your head was in further places while you were absentmindedly rubbing the fins there but he didn't say much of anything.
“Let's go see the others” he huffed,he rarley ever socialized but he would just this once. You two were almost always secluded alone those yesrs back but he had a TV that kept him entertained while you were also there.
“Yeah..sure” he grumbled,moving to grab the white button up he tossed in the furthest corner. Your suitcase had popped open,sending most of your clothes flying across the already messy floor. You didn't like the idea of cleaning up after both of you so you'd have to convince him to do some cleaning later.
He began to mumble something, nothing negative just grumbling about the back aches he was feeling at the moment. may be a strong beast but he too also felt the wear and tear of older age,the bath did little to sooth his aching muscles. You could see the tension,the way he tried to flex to pop his back but it did nothing. if you could pop it you would,knowing merchant would be better for said task since she was one of the few trained to do deep tissue massages. Something you would have to save for later, bargain with her perhaps. He huffed,buttoning up the shirt with ease before he turned back to face you.
“Good?” He asked ,making sure you were ready before the tendrils wrapped around your body once again,carrying you down the hall as he moved at an inhuman pace. One hand gripped the belt around his waist while the other free hand was used to hold yours. He seemed to love the softness of your skin,his thumb rubbing circles there while he navigated the facility.
He gave you a look,static filling the air before the telltale glitching started,it looked painful for him to do. The way you both materialized in the lounge room within seconds,startling sebastian in the process. Only a handful of the entities were here, blitz had disappeared moments prior because he heard the sounds of a coffee machine beeping. Angus the angler had been sitting there,playing cards and clearly winning against both merchant,pinkie,Cassandra, and frogger.
Your body was placed down onto a beanbag, a-60 taking a seat next to you while be began to sharpen the rusted blade attached to the straps on his side,a tendril curled around your body to slide the beanbag to his side. The domestic feeling of it all,regardless of how you looked-you all were here to stay until the day comes that they could be freed. The chance to escape wasn't going to show itself anytime soon,so you'd have to plan for it. A messed up family in the ocean of corpses you called home.
Hell of a welcoming gift,am I right?
visuals be here now and part 2 was chucked into this to make it even longer.
I will be referring to him as mac/Macintosh because of a discord server I'm in
