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𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝑪𝒉.𝟒 (𝑷.𝑺𝒉)

✧.*Summary ✧.*-Due to olden traditions, you’re sent off to be a sacrifice to an unseen beast on an island far from home. You’re not exactly the one to go down without a fight and you promise when you get yourself out of this situation, you’re going back for revenge.

After an encounter in the ocean and arriving on the island in question, you collect yourself and begin making preparations to get yourself off of this island.

All while being watched over by a pair of unfamiliar, narrowed emerald eyes.

✧.*Pairing ✧.*-Siren!Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader

✧.*Genres ✧.*-Angst, Romance, Smut, Action, Fantasy, Survival, Slight Horror Elements, Hurt/Comfort, Revenge, Siren AU, Monster AU, Enemies to Lovers

✧.*TWs ✧.*-Mentions of Death, Blood, Subtle Monster Transformations, Non-Descript Mentions of Eating People (I mean Seonghwa ain't human so it's not cannibalism but-)

✧.*Sws ✧.* - Hair pulling, Strength Kink, Size Difference, Food Play, Oral Fixations, Wet Dream, Cunnilingus, Blowjobs, Pussy Drunk Seonghwa, Monster Anatomy (Elongated tongue, Two Cocks, Knots-), Thigh Fucking, Titty Fucking, Grinding, Teasing, Fingering, Squirting, Cum Swallowing, Overstimulation, Virginity Loss, Depictions similar to Heats/Ruts, Double Penetration, Breeding, Knotting, Creampie, Mind Break (From Pleasure, everything is safe, sane, and enthusiastically consensual here)

✧.*Rating ✧.*- Explicit (18+)-Minors DNI

✧.*WC ✧.*-15.5k+ (help, my back hurts-)

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✧.*A/N ✧.*This was originally a 3k+ paid commission thanks to the lovely @jacksons-goddess-gaia but I loved the idea so much that I decided to make this into a short series! Thank you again for allowing me to turn your comm into something of a bigger scale and I hope you and everyone else also likes this little series! Just a note of warning, the ending of this series does have a pretty dark ending so please be mindful of the tws of each respective chapter (tbh I don’t think its any darker than the shit I make yall suffer through write anyway but just a fair warning, you are not ending this as any kind of pacifist lol)

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Divider Cr.- @benkeibear (tysm ily)

After that fateful day, everything regarding life on the island…shifted.

Seonghwa no longer appeared just in the corner of your vision. No, instead, he had been all but glued to your side, helping you with hunts and accompanying you as you traversed newer parts of the island.

It was nice. Having a companion at your side. Someone who would sit and listen to your stories about your parents, whom you missed dearly. Or an extra pair of hands to help you find the missing remains scattered about the island and lay your fallen sisters to rest properly.

Speaking of resting, after a bit of fumbling, he'd all but nominated himself to be your…mattress, essentially. Not a single night passed now without Seonghwa settling his large form down first, looking at you with those dazzling emerald eyes as he waited for you to (shyly) crawl beside him. Some nights, you sleep with your back to his broad chest, lulled to sleep by his singing as he held you close with a single arm.

Other nights, when bite of the night air is a bit chillier or while it rains just outside, Seonghwa nudged you on top of him, cocooning you in a blanket and then protectively wrapping both arms around you, rumbling every time you wiggled in his grasp until you force your fluttering heart to calm down and tuck your head in the crook of his neck.

He doesn't sing then, not until you're settled in and already dozing. Instead, he lets you shift to and fro, watching with half lidded eyes that shine in the dark with mirth.

"Have you finished fluttering, Little Bird?"

You flush and feel your ears heat up.

"You could help."

"I could. But it is cuter to watch you wriggle around. You make some interesting sounds."

You slap him half heartedly (it doesn't phase him) and huff, focusing on going to sleep after that.

It's only after you begin to doze off on your own that you hear those familiar notes, quietly pushing you into the realm of dreams as you feel every thrum and vibration rumble from his throat.

This truly was a dream…

Erm, anyway-

Seonghwa had been so kind as to use his magic to create clothes for himself…before promptly giving you his shirt to wear.

It was so large, it essentially was a dress, with the benefit of being fresh and clean (and smelling of Seonghwa). He didn't bat a lash as he produced a fresh shirt for you nearly daily (until you told him you could just wash the others, feeling bad about how much he'd been gifting you) Seonghwa usually ended up staying in the nude unless you both intended on going much deeper in the forest for the day.

Even then, he somehow ended up coming back to camp with you, pants mysteriously absent. Something about being more comfortable and feeling less restricted in "Landling Attire" and not seeing any need in wearing them if you already knew of his existence and weren't bothered by it.

Well, you were bothered by it, but probably not in the way he'd thought. The more time you spent with the seven foot behemoth of a man, the more you began to…realize some things.

Specifically with the dawning realization you definitely had an attraction to him.

At first, you'd held a small conference with yourself in your head. Had it just been residual emotions from him saving your life? Perhaps that was part of it, but it certainly wasn't all.

Your mind had already wandered way more than it ever had before with anyone else when you had those treacherous first 48 hours together. It continued to wander, tripping, falling, and rolling down a hill as you become hyper aware of certain…habits the SeaBorn man had.

Like the otherworldly show of strength he showed nabbing that sturgeon, or the way he had cleared the way for you sometimes by hefting up entire boulders, the veins in his arms, neck, and legs bulging from the challenge before letting out a rough snarl of a noise as he tossed it aside. The pleased, almost feline purr that would leave his lips when he was satisfied, accompanied with an occasional clicking resonating from deep in his chest that tickled your brain in a way you were wholly unused to.

Or, endearingly, the way he'd tilt his head, listening to you intently as you told quiet stories over your dinner campfire. His singing always put you at ease, and you quickly found it took no effort at all for you to fall asleep against his chest once he began to sing to you.

It was…oddly domestic and wholesome, though your thoughts weren't always the same.

Like today.

Seonghwa could pick you up without any effort, often doing so with one hand or arm, supporting your bottom as he'd lift you up to reach high fruit from trees you previously weren't able to reach without throwing fallen branches and rocks and hoping your aim was good enough to make them fall.

That's where you'd found yourself today. Perched on his shoulders, reaching up as you mumble under your breath. It would be easier if he just held you up, yes. His arm span was enough. But you were admittedly stubborn, and wanted to hold onto some sense of usefulness. Seonghwa was here but you couldn't expect him to do everything while you sit back and do nothing.

He merely grunted below you, feeling the weight of your hips on the back of his neck, humming as you huff.

"Do you wish to-"

"No, I got it!" You cut him off, threading your fingers through his hair without thinking, steadying yourself as you rise up to your knees. Your fingers brush just barely against the fruit, your knees digging into Seonghwa’s shoulder slightly as you lean more.

"Y/n. As much as I looooove having your knees on my shoulders, just let me hold you up."

You barely have the time to rebut his suggestion before you feel yourself slip and fall forward, head first.

You shriek, throwing your arms up to brace yourself for the ground.

You're stopped abruptly, dangling upside down as Seonghwa’s hand shot out to catch you, wrapping his fingers around your ankle.

Immediately, you feel a breeze, the fabric of his shirt dropping with gravity as he holds you.

Fire ignites in your veins as you lift your head, blushing all the way to your ears when you're met with his cock.

Your eyes are crossed as you stare, before a deep growl above you drew your gaze forward.

It's admittedly hard to see while upside down, but Seonghwa isn't looking at your face when you strain your neck to look at him.

A passing breeze reminds you of your…compromised position-and where his eyes were currently locked-and you bring your other leg in, closing them to the best of your ability.

That seems to snap Seonghwa out of his trance, his eyes-now…magenta?-focusing onto yours as he righted you and set you on your feet. You look up at him, completely flustered, but for once it's him who doesn't meet your gaze.

Instead, he reeled back, slamming his fist into the tree and holding his free hand out to catch the falling fruit. Once he did, he looked down at you finally, his eyes still half lidded and magenta as he offered his arm for you to climb into. You do so, perching back on his shoulders as he walks back to camp.

Neither of you speak during that stretch of time, though a huge part of you wants to know why his usual emerald eyes turned such a vibrant and deep shade of magenta.

You try to think back to when you'd ever seen his eyes change, and can only recall them doing so in moments of fury, bleeding into a bloody crimson.

Was…he angry at you? Was that it?

"Seonghwa?" You finally speak once you see the outline of your camp through the trees. He made a sound of acknowledgment in his throat and glanced at you, seemingly lost in thought. You worry your lip between your teeth.

"Uh, I'm sorry. If I hurt you with my knees or anything. I just like to do things myself and having everything handed to me just-"

"I am not injured. And I know you prefer your independence. Which is why I didn't say anything until you began to strain yourself."

You nod quietly, looking at his side profile.

"....are you angry at me?"

"Not in the slightest. Why? Your scent has changed again. What has made you anxious? Did I harm you when I caught you?" He finally turned to look at you, and you pressed your lips together, shaking your head.

"Your eyes changed color. I've only seen that when you're angry. They're not red but…"you trail off, looking down. He said you hadn't hurt him but his shoulder was permanently scarred from you, maybe it was still sensitive-

Your thoughts halt and stall as he placed a finger under your chin, lifting it so you meet his gaze.

"I can assure you, it's not anger I'm feeling at the moment."

"....what are you feeling, then?" You inquire. He hummed, deep and melodic as he set you down and leaned into your ear.

"Probably the same thing you're feeling that's making your scent so sweet."

Your eyes widen slightly as words fail you completely, watching as Seonghwa turned his attention to the fruit he'd knocked out of the tree, sniffing quietly. You flushed, staring at him as you gripped the end of his shirt you were wearing.

He'd been mentioning that since you met him. Your scent. He seemed to be able to detect even minute changes in your mood because of it and you feel realization dawn on you exactly what he meant by 'sweet smell'.

It's your own arousal.

There was a cracking sound that snapped you abruptly from the conference you'd been having with yourself, and your head whirled around to the noise, watching as Seonghwa held one of the hard-shelled fruits in his giant palm, squeezing and cracking it clean in half effortlessly. Carefully, he sniffed the inside before a pleased grin tugged at his lips, fangs flashing. You watch as he pulled one half away from the other, tilting his head back to eat directly from the split fruit.

Juices dribbled down his chin and neck as he messily ate, a low purr rolling out of his throat. Milky, white, and fragrant. You could see a sliver of his tongue, much longer than any human or beast you'd encountered in your own life, curling and coaxing more of the fruit out.

Goodness, the sounds-

Truly, you need to think back and recall when exactly you obtained such a perverted mind.

"It's safe to eat."

You jolt, eyes snapping upwards. His eyes are fixed on you as he lowered the second half of the fruit, the same tongue he'd just used to clear out the inside of the fruit rolling over his lips as he waited for you to take it.

"O-oh. Uh. Thank you."

You reach and take it from him, clearing your throat as you pluck pieces of the inside out, the juices sweet and fragrant as you raise the fruit to your lips.

Seonghwa smiled and sat beside you, one arm resting on his knee as the other grabbed another fruit. A familiar crack startled you for a moment before you saw him eating out of the corner of your vision. Clear, sticky droplets chased one another down the side of his lips, past the curve of his Adam's apple, and disappearing further down his chest.

'Stop staring, Y/n.' You tell yourself

You do not, in fact, stop. Instead, you pause completely, lips slightly parted as a band of tension builds in your stomach. You don't voice it, but your brain is aflame with chatter regarding the SeaBorn and your mind is invaded with thoughts of licking his chest and neck clean, chasing the droplets in reverse all the way up to his lips-

You must have made a sound of some sort, instantly pink eyes are fixed on you.

Seonghwa doesn't say a word, leaning into your space, the sweet smell from his natural scent and the fruit making you dizzy.

"You haven't eaten much. Is it unappetizing? I can always fish instead for you." He offered. You shake your head, coughing and looking away.

"N-no, sorry, my head is just in the clouds."

He doesn't move from his spot, humming as he took the fruit from your hands. You only have enough time to utter a hurried 'hey!' before he dug the flesh of the fruit out with his claws before he held it to your lips, waiting.

You reach, his eyes narrow and he pulls away slightly. You don't have to repeat the motion to know what he's trying to do.

"If you're not going to eat because you're distracted, I'll just feed you. Don't bite your tongue. Or me."

You feel a wave of embarrassment laced with excitement as you open your mouth, eyes fixed on Seonghwa’s as he guided the first piece past your lips.

It was a good fruit. Great, even. But every single move you made in these moments was laced with a tension you'd never felt before.

"Do you like it?" He inquired, pausing before giving you another.

"Yes," you respond, leaving your mouth open afterwards, welcoming more.

It seems you weren't the only one who'd had a dirty mind today. Seonghwa’s eyes drifted to your lips, a low, vibrating hum rumbling from his chest as he fed you another piece.

"Good," he breathed out airily, thumb idly rolling over your lips, smearing the fruit juice across your bottom lip. "I don't want to do anything you don't like."

You know full well this isn't about the fruit anymore. You lick your lips when he pulled his hand away, heart thundering in your chest.

"I would tell you." You mutter. He hummed, eyes half-lidded as he looked back into your eyes.

"And I would cease. Immediately."

You bite your lip and watch him bring the last of the fruit forward. You grab his wrist, holding him still as you eat from his fingers, kissing his fingertips gently before your tongue flicked out, lapping up juices from his palm up to his middle finger.

"I know you'd stop. I trust you."

More patches of scales appeared in an instant, peachy pink as a loud purr reverberated through his chest. He stared at his fingers when you pulled back before bringing them directly to his lips, tongue curling over his middle finger where you'd just lapped up.

You shudder, subtly rubbing your thighs together as Seonghwa stared at you through his lashes.

You'll always be smaller than him but under that gaze, you felt like a divine being up in the clouds had laid eyes on you.

Seonghwa finished and rumbled, standing to toss the husks of the fruit into the lake for the bottom feeders to hide inside and shelter from larger predators. Eventually, it would break down and become sustenance for those in the lake. You follow the line of his body as he moved, and feel punched in the chest when you find he's definitely aroused.

“You’re staring a lot more than usual today.” He teased, lips pulling up into a smirk as he waded into the water, effectively hiding himself from you before he dove in, his massive tail appearing moments later, slapping the surface of the water and sending droplets flying upwards.

It left a beautiful rainbow as he disappeared below the surface.

The water of the lake was pleasant and clear, and you could see the outline of his large body as he swam deeper.

Soon, you couldn't see that much.

"Because my mind is racing." You huff, staring at the surface of the water.

You weren't ignorant of your own body. Hardly so. You just…didn't know how to go about it.

Or if you should.

Seonghwa wasn't human. Would something like sex between the two of you even work?

You're reminded, with a flush to your cheeks, that he has two dicks, apparently.

Though, you had only seen one.

You hum and lay back, closing your eyes and exhaling gently. He had the same basic shape as a human, though his size may prove to be…a challenge.

Seriously, why had you only seen one?

"Maybe it's tucked away internally like some other animals do?" You muse to yourself. There's a splash somewhere in the lake and you jolt upright, thinking he'd heard.

Instead, you find him showboating, diving deep and launching his body several feet out of the water, flinging droplets of water every which way before making a colossal splash in the center of the lake. Thankfully, his choice of location spared you the trouble of having to dry yourself off.

You watch him swim and flip in the lake, your palm resting on your chin.

Perverted thoughts and musings aside, this still felt…right. Whatever this was.

You lay back down, finding yourself dozing under the afternoon sun.

Your brain hadn't been quite done tormenting you, however.

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In your dream, there wasn't nearly the same amount of agonizing fanfare when it came to your desires. As soon as you're mind focused, you find your hand tangled in Seonghwa’s silky locks, with his head buried between your thighs.

You're rutting against his mouth, eyes fluttering as that oh-so-long tongue curls and curves inside of you. The sound is intoxicating, and you realize your imagination has taken the sight of Seonghwa eating-messily,at that-and ran with it, down to the noise rolling around in your mind.

"Look at me. Don't close your eyes."

With a shiver, you look down, staring back at peachy pink colored eyes. Your lips part as you hurriedly whisper his name, cooing like a mantra as your hips twitch and jolt every which way.

He groans and drags you to your climax, holding onto your hips so you don't squirm away, tongue flicking and curling until he was sure he'd licked you clean.

It leaves you spent, your chest rising and falling erratically as he leaned up to meet your lips, rumbling against them.

"Just lie back. I'll take care of the rest." He purred, running the tips of his claws down your abdomen, just enough to make the goosebumps rise on your skin.

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When you jolt awake, you make a sound you don't recognize, and out of your peripheral, you see a shadow pause.

Seonghwa looked down at you, holding two massive tree trunks under his arms as he met your wide, unfocused gaze.

"Are you alright?"

You nod, sitting up. You're embarrassed to find a telltale ache between your legs and your heart still trying to escape from your chest.

Seonghwa stared at you even longer, still, before sitting across from you, watching you for a prolonged pause before he seemed to drop it, setting one of the trunks down beside him. The other one rested in his lap, and he took a moment, eyeing it from different angles before humming.

"What are you doing?" You inquire, standing-albeit a bit on wobbly legs-and walking over to him.

"Firewood." Is all he says before he dug his claws into one end of the tree.

It's there, you notice, roots.

"Seonghwa…? Did you uproot a tree?"

He looked at you before nodding.

"Yes. It's more efficient this way than to slowly hack away at branches, no?" He inquired, promptly tearing the trunk in half with a growl and one hard motion.

You flinch a bit at the sudden loud and splintering noise, and he paused, looking at you.

"Could you stand back, my Little Bird? I don't want any pieces flying and harming you."

My Little Bird.

You feel the heat rise to your face as you move a ways away from him. He looked over his shoulder, nodding when you’d moved a good enough distance. The sound of him grunting and growling filled the air once more and you decide to wander around while he does that, trying to clear your mind.

It wasn't like there was anything to deny when it came to your feelings in this matter. Seonghwa was a devilishly attractive being and you clearly felt yourself being drawn into him.

Even without his powers.

He’d explained them to you one evening. The power of his voice. It could easily bend and break one’s mind. Leave them a mere feeble shell of themselves as he did whatever he pleased.

And all he ever seemed to use those enchanting notes for was easing your mind during moments of distress, when the nightmares of your past experiences made sweat break out on your skin and when the claws of panic drag their nails down every corner of your mind.

His voice melted those things away, a hummed lullaby at times, an orchestra of one during others.

You startle as you feel your toes brush against something cold and wet and as you bring yourself free of your thoughts, you find you’ve walked to a hidden waterfall you found a few days back.

-“Seonghwa! Seonghwa, look! I found a waterfall!” You’d been so excited to tell him, looking down at the crystal clear water. It was well hidden, with green surrounding it on most sides in the shape of a crescent, and a decently sized spring.

Seonghwa had looked around, nose tilted up as he sniffed for any signs of danger. When he found there were none, he relaxed, smiling at you.

“Would you like to go inside? Have you been near a waterfall this close before?” He inquired, taking your hand and walking towards the water.

You considered taking your clothes off before getting in, but felt a familiar shyness creep into your being that lead to you just getting in as you were, gasping as Seonghwa tugged you under the water’s surface.

He held his hands near your head, the water spinning and swirling until it formed a bubble, and he simply smiled, fangs flashing as you take a hesitant breath of surprise.

“I would never let you drown.” He chuckled, and you shudder, holding onto him regardless. Seonghwa didn’t tease you, simply holding your hand and swimming with you, his tail a beautiful glittering fan in the clear water.-

You shake yourself out of yet another daydream and begin to take your clothes off, wading into the water. The sun hadn’t yet set, so you weren’t worried about not being able to find your way home afterward.

The ache between your legs reminded you of your ever wandering mind and you huff, sitting on a smooth rock. You worry your lip between your teeth, looking down.

Seonghwa hadn’t followed you this time, it should be fine.

You reach between your legs, surprised at just how wet you’d gotten from your dream. It was almost embarrassing, the dream didn’t even last long.

Of course, it wasn’t just that though, was it?

You sigh and close your eyes, rolling your fingers over your clit, letting your head tilt back as the tiny sparks ran up and down your spine. Your free hand finds its way to your chest, caressing and squeezing.

How would his hands feel on your body instead?

That one thought alone made a whimper slip from your lips, your mind yearning for Seonghwa’s touch as you feel your fingers covered in your own fluids the more you rubbed yourself.

“S-Seonghwa-” You sigh his name, your back arching as you recall the way he stared at you when he caught you, his eyes trained on your pussy, both they and his scales that beautiful pink color.

He wanted you, probably just as much as you wanted him. His body all but broadcasted it.

Hell, look at you, yours did just as much as his, at this point.

You slip your fingers into yourself after teasing them against it for an agonizingly long stretch of time, mewling as you spread your legs wider.

Your voice is but a whisper over the sound of the rushing waterfall just a few feet away, and without a second thought, you let your moans freefall, calling out Seonghwa’s name the longer you pleasured yourself.

It was aggravating, your fingers felt good, but they weren’t enough. Your mind had ingrained its own version of pleasure inside of your head and one, two, even three fingers weren’t enough to satisfy the hunger and need that had settled in.

“Seonghwa! Seonghwaa!” You whimper, frustrated beyond comprehension.

“My. Is this where you snuck off to?”

You freeze, the only thing you hear for the longest time is rushing water and your erratic heartbeat. Your eyes open slowly, and you sit up, finding Seonghwa standing a few yards from you, arms crossed.

You don't say a word as he slowly drug his gaze up your body, from your toes all the way to the top of your head, his scales a deeper shade of pink before his eyes-also pink-locked onto your face.

“You called my name, so I came running, thinking you were in trouble. It seems I was wrong.”

You don’t break your gaze with him, but the burn in your chest reminded you that you actually needed to breathe.

“Seonghwa…”You pant pathetically, and had your head been clearer, you may have been embarrassed. Instead, you reach for him, brows pulled up.

He cleared the space between you in an instant, dwarfing you with his sheer size as he leaned down to wrap his arms around your waist.

“You poor girl. I’ve never seen this look on your face before. How can I help?”

You blush. Your mouth flounders for longer than you’d like it to. He chuckled and tilted your chin up, leaning into your space.

“How about we start with a kiss?”

Your eyes drift down to his lips and you nod, pulling your fingers free from yourself and blushing as Seonghwa leaned in, kissing you. He held your chin between his fingers, his claws lightly pressing against your skin, but not breaking as you melt against him.

He’s…surprisingly soft. His lips are plush and you realize-again-that you’ve forgotten to breathe again until you feel him lap at your bottom lip. You bring your hands up, cupping his face as you deepen the kiss.

Seonghwa growled, the sound reverberating and vibrating through his chest loud enough for you to feel it in your own. Goosebumps rise on your skin as he hungrily kissed you, pushing you back until he was completely on top of you, his palms splayed out on the rock at either side of your head.

You feel yourself ache as you kiss him, reminded of the length of his tongue as he leads the kiss, exploring and mapping out every part of your mouth. The feeling is bordering on overwhelming as you part your lips wider, panting and gasping as spittle ran down the corner of your lips.

Seonghwa broke the kiss, looking down at your dominant hand.

It's then, you realize, you’ve smeared your juices along the skin of his cheek and chin when you held him, and a sense of mortification settled in your body.

“O-Oh, I’m so sorry-”

Seonghwa’s tongue lulled out of his mouth, long enough to lap at his cheek before doing the same to his chin. You stare at him, heart hammering in your chest as his pupils dilate, staring dead into your eyes.

“Seonghwa?”

He grabbed your hand, dragging his tongue along your fingers, groaning as he did so, the pink of his eyes and scales darkening even more as he breathed sharply through his nose.

“So this is how you taste? Its…intoxicating.” He growled, letting your fingers go after a few moments of him sensually licking and sucking them clean. You blush and think back to the fruit, to your dreams, and his…interesting reaction.

“Do you want to taste more?” You whisper, still having trouble finding your voice. He heard you, regardless, looking down at you before his eyes trailed lower. Your gaze followed, biting your lip as you saw his cock, hard and drooling along your stomach.

Still, just the one.

You are hell bent on seeing the second one.

Seonghwa moved lower, grabbing both of your knees and holding them apart, eyes focused on the glistening juices clinging to you. You almost close your legs instinctively, but a simple flex of his fingers reinforced that you wouldn’t be able to do so easily.

Good, you didn’t actually want to.

You let out a soft exhale as Seonghwa drug his tongue over your clit, a deep rumble leaving his lips as he tasted more of you. He curled his tongue over the bud, settling himself between your legs and purring as he suckled on it. The sparks from before paled in comparison to the lightning trailing up and down your spine, your hands flying to tangle themselves in the blonde’s hair.

Seonghwa didn’t budge, panting against your core as he drug the tip of his tongue lower, moving his elongated tongue along your clit and between your folds. He perked when you let out a gasp, the tip of his tongue dipping into you for the briefest of moments.

He slowly looked back up at you, holding your gaze as he smiled against your lower lips. Your heart squeezed and you subtly spread your legs wider, biting your lip when you feel his fingers tighten for a moment, expecting you to try and close them again.

When you don’t he took the silent invitation for what it was, delving his tongue into you and groaning once he did.

Seonghwa’s hands move from your knees to your thighs, claws slightly digging into the soft skin there as he worked his tongue in and out of you.

Your grip in his hair tightened and you gasp as you rock your hips back and forth, working yourself shamelessly on his tongue. Seonghwa didn’t mind, in fact, he’d been surprisingly quiet since he’d gotten between your legs. You shyly glance down, biting your lip as you see him eagerly bobbing his head, his lips and undoubtedly his chin covered in your precum.

“S-Seonghwa!” You cry out, he only growled in response, pressing his nose against your pelvis as he thrust his tongue deeper. He seemed to be intoxicated, squeezing your thighs tighter.

You feel droplets roll down them, and at first, you assume it’s sweat. It wasn’t until the dazed and lustful look in Seonghwa’s face is replaced with a sobered look, his eyes snapping over to your thigh. You whine, frustrated, and follow his gaze.

His claws had dug into your thighs, drawing ribbons of blood.

You hardly felt any pain from the pricks, but Seonghwa immediately pulled away from your pussy, moving to drag his tongue up your thigh, suckling and kissing his way up until he reached where he had drawn blood, laving them with licks and kisses.

You smile, gently caressing his head before you push him away from your thigh. Seonghwa looked at you with a curious expression in his hooded eyes.

“I’m fine. I didn’t even notice. You felt so good…”You trail off before gasping sharply as he kissed your clit.

“Then I’ll continue.”

You bite your knuckle as he once again pushed his tongue into you, holding you by your ass and keeping you flush against his lips, with your thighs over his shoulders.

“D-Don’t you-ah-! Don’t you want me to…ngh oh fu-fuck right there-”Your thought process derailed as Seonghwa’s tongue brushed against a tight bundle of nerves deep inside of you.

Goodness, if his tongue could go that deep, just how deep could his cocks go?

The thought, combined with the sensations of Seonghwa hungrily eating you out was enough to push you over the edge of your pleasure, and you feel yourself unravel in his arms moments later after trying-and failing-to rush out a hurried warning to him.

He felt you clench around his tongue, still thrusting and curling it regardless, but you can see his pupils dilate even more the moment your orgasm actually settles on his palette.

He squeezed your ass tight, a deep growl ripping from his throat as he kept going, trying to urge more of your cum out. You feel your eyes flutter closed, hips twitching both towards his mouth, and away.

“More, Y/n, darling I want more. You’re…mmm...you taste so good.”

The sound is absolutely filthy as he messily alternated between thrusting his tongue deep inside of you, and pulling his tongue out to focus on your clit.

You close your thighs around his head, rocking and bucking forward as you feel another orgasm fast approaching. Every part of your body feels like it's electrified one moment and on fire the next.

“My…nnn, my body, Seonghwa-” You mewl, kneading and groping your chest. Seonghwa looked up, smiling drunkenly as he licked his lips.

“SeaBorn saliva has aphrodisiac properties it makes it easier for our partners to take both of our cocks during sex. Does this feel good, Y/n?” He rubbed his thumb over your clit, resting his chin on your stomach as you jolt and twitch.

Both….

“I wanna…nnn I wanna see it.” You moan, bucking. Seonghwa looked at you before he removed your thighs from his shoulders and sat up, licking the taste of your precum off of his thumb.

You can see his cock standing proud, thick and long, but still unable to stand straight against his abdomen from the weight of it. Seonghwa watched you with a dark, pleased gaze, a melodious clicking leaving his chest as he stood to his full height.

Like this, after you sit up, you’re eye level with his cock.

There’s a sweet aroma coming from him, and you lean forward to kiss the tip of his cock, confirming that the sweet smell is from his cock as a bead of precum rolled out against your lips. Seonghwa seemed to consider putting his hands on your head like you had done to him, but he resisted, squaring his shoulders and letting you lick and grab him at your own pace.

He didn’t want to hurt you.

The action was endearing, and you sent him a smile as you stroked him, licking and kissing his cock. Your eyes trail up, and you notice just above his sizable length, there's a vertical slit in his skin, weeping more of the sweet smelling liquid, though it was an interesting color.

A creamy and glittering pastel pink fluid dribbled out of the slit, and you found yourself staring as it shimmered in the moonlight at certain angles, you could see flecks of blue and silver in the milky fluid.

Oh, it was already night time? How long had you two been going at it?

You bring your hand up, rubbing your fingers between the fold, and immediately Seonghwa’s hips jerk, his eyes wide.

You stare up at him before you sit up straighter, pushing your fingers past the leaking slit. Seonghwa let out a sound that was a blend of a growl and a whimper as your fingers brush against something.

“So that’s where you’ve been hiding it.” You murmur, proud of yourself as you tease the area until he groaned, his second cock unsheathed from the messy slit.

It wasn’t identical to the first, with this one being longer, veins throbbing along the sides of it as it sat coated in the same pretty fluid that had revealed its location in the first place. There were several interesting barb-like protrusions just beneath the crown of his cock and the further down you inspected, you can see he was certainly thicker at the base of it.

Seonghwa opened his mouth to comment on you staring, but all that left his lips was a half roar as you leaned forward to take the head of his second cock in your mouth, sitting up on your knees to press the first between your breasts to make sure both got attention.

You quickly find out why this one was hidden as you roll your tongue over the barbs (they’re thankfully quite soft, though you can imagine the way they’ll feel rubbing inside of someone-) and watch him buck and shudder, mouth falling open.

This one was more sensitive than the other.

Much more sensitive.

You smile and work both of his cocks at different paces, aching between your legs as you listen to him groan and growl above you, each note sending a chill down your spine. You rub your body along the cock between your breasts, using your least dominant hand to keep it flush against your skin while the other thumbed the base of Seonghwa’s upper one.

You held his gaze as you slowly slid more of it into your mouth, careful of your teeth as you did so. You can hear the pleased clicking rumble through Seonghwa’s chest as he caressed your cheek, fighting back the urge to kick his hips up and fuck your throat. You appreciate the courtesy, and begin to hum around his length, drool running down your chin.

It's messy, uncoordinated, and borderline primal, the feeling you’ve been feeling all night. Any of the embarrassment you had before was long gone the moment he kissed you earlier and now all that remained was a searing need for more.

You wanted to feel his touch everywhere. His lips against your skin, his claws dragging down and leaving crimson ribbons in their wake for him to chase away with his tongue moments later. The addicting sensation of his tongue curling and twisting inside of you, stroking deeper than your fingers ever could.

And this taste, the sweet, pastel liquid dribbling from his cock that left you greedily sliding deeper, wanting more, needing more.

Your mind thrums in desire as you imagine him sliding between your legs, sinking deep inside you and anchoring you with a firm grip on your thighs.

“Y…n…” Seonghwa grit out, fingers digging into his own thighs, fighting with himself still to not pull your hair. You see gold trail down his thigh and whine in protest, reaching up to lace your fingers through his, squeezing his massive hand with the hand that was on the cock in your mouth.

Seonghwa looked like he wouldn’t be able to take much more, chest rising and falling harshly as his lip curled up, fang bared and fingers flexing. You feel tears bead in the corners of your eyes, your jaw aching as you bob your head, dragging your tongue over the barbs every time you pull your head back.

When he finally came undone, it’s like watching an explosion of color. Patches of scales are apparent on different parts of his body, glittering and shimmering. Even his lids and the corners of his eyes hold a pink shimmer of adoration as he groaned, eyes rolling back, tongue rolling over his lips as a long, pleased groan tumbled out of his chest.

Heat flooded into your mouth, thick and sweet, absolutely intoxicating, and you take care not to waste a single drop.

Well, of the one in your mouth. You can’t do much about the cum rolling between your breasts, splashes of it reaching all the way up to your collar as Seonghwa’s hips kick up and buck.

Once he’s come down from the pleasure, he gently pulled himself from your mouth, petting you as you look up, tired and in a daze. He leaned down, fingers rubbing between your legs before scooping up some of his own cum, mixing them as he pushed his fingers past your lips. You moan and happily curl your tongue around the digits, holding his gaze and tilting your head back for a kiss when he removed them from your mouth moments later.

He waded back in the water as he kissed you, pulling you along and supporting your jelly legs immediately with his tail, happy that the shift between his legs and the tail took but a moment or two between.

He swam on his back, gently washing you as he looked upon you with a tender, pink eyed gaze.

“You look exhausted. Go on, rest. I will make sure I get you back to camp safely.”

You smile softly, kissing his pectoral, right over where you could hear his strong heartbeat. It's that same steady beating that took you by the hand and guided you into the realm of sleep, drifting off in his arms.

Seonghwa smiled and brushed his fingers over your cheek, blinking when he noticed a patch of platinum scales that had formed over the round skin of your cheekbone.

“Oh, my. I didn’t think it would happen this soon.” He mused, wrapping his arms around you protectively. As you nestled into his chest, he couldn’t help the smile that stretched across his lips.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

When you awake, you feel like your body is heavy. Warmth envelopes you and you cannot move anything below your shoulders.

Your eyes snap open and shoot downwards before you relax in an instant.

Seonghwa is sleeping, his head nestled on your chest as he laid between your legs, breathing evenly.

You smile softly, gently petting his head. He didn't budge, though you can hear telltale pleased clicking and purrs coming from him.

You admire him in this moment of quiet, caressing his ears, his cheeks, and his jaw. He pressed his face into your hands and opened his eyes minutes later, rumbling.

"Hello."

You smile as that gravelly voice finally rumbled into your ear.

"Hello, handsome."

He hummed, turning to kiss your palm. You smile and still your hands, just…taking him in.

"Your thighs have healed. I made sure." He yawned, slowly sitting up. You lament the loss of his warmth and the oddly comforting feel of his weight on yours, and instead tilt your head.

"Made sure?" You inquire, looking down to confirm there were no punctures in your thigh. There were none and an impressed sound left your lips. You truly didn't mind that much, honestly.

In a way, the slight sparks of pain were only flooded over by an even bigger wave of excitement and pleasure.

"I licked them until the wounds closed."

You blink. Seonghwa is stretching sore limbs beside you, the occasional dense pop confirming time wasn't standing still.

"Your magic does that too?"

He looked down at you.

"Only on other beings. It doesn't work on myself. This is why I needed to return to the water before for my own mortal wounds."

You think back. Seonghwa had definitely licked you before. A small flicker against your neck here, a drag against your hand there. Every time, you'd been too flustered to realize you'd even sustained any injuries in the first place, much more focused on the large SeaBorn licking you.

Seonghwa noticed your blush and smiled, cupping your chin.

"I'd like to take you somewhere today."

You tilt your head and blink a bit before nodding.

"Where are we going?"

"To meet some friends of mine. I have to ask them a few questions."

You perk. He hadn't mentioned any friends quite yet, and you looked down at yourself, suddenly worried about your appearance.

Seonghwa noticed and kissed the top of your head.

"Don't worry." He picked you up and you look down, finding an elegant flowing dress covering your body. It was an ombre of your favorite colors, light and breathable. As you shift slightly, you feel the familiar weight of your father’s knife once again returned to your thigh.

“You dressed me?” You inquire, looking at Seonghwa as he carried you through the treeline. Emerald eyes drifted down to meet yours before he nodded.

“I didn’t know if you’d catch a ‘cold’ or not from being naked through the night, especially after being in the water. Landlings and their lack of constitution can be rather concerning.”

You let out a small exhale and put your head on his collar.

“It’s hard to catch a cold when you have a massive SeaBorn sleeping on top of you.” You shoot back with no fire in your voice. Seonghwa tutted and looked forward.

“...I wanted to be close to you.” His voice came out quietly a few moments later. You raise your head, looking at him as best you could with the angle. He doesn’t meet your gaze this time, but you can see the telltale shimmer of pink in some of his scales.

“I always sleep beside you.”

“Closer.”

“Sometimes, there’s no space between us, Seonghwa. It’s rather warm and cozy, too.” You add, making sure he knew you didn’t mind the closeness. He lifted his chin a bit higher.

“....Closer.”

“Any closer and you’ll be inside of me, Hwa.”

You expected another sassy comeback, instead, Seonghwa glanced down at you, the edges of the emerald in his eyes tinged pink.

Oh.

You blush and break eye contact first, looking away. When you do, you realize he’d walked you to the beach. You look around curiously.

“By the way, where are your friends? I’ve never seen them and I was pretty sure we’d been up and down this place and I haven’t seen another…uh…person at all.” You mutter. Seonghwa hummed and chuckled, pointing to the water.

“You won’t find them on this island. I don’t know if everyone will be available, but Hongjoong is. Ocean knows he has nothing better to do.”

As if on a cue, a huge wave crashed into both of you, drenching you both in water. You shriek and cling to Seonghwa and he hardly seemed phased, lips quirking in one of his signature smirks.

“See? Nothing better to do. Come, just hold onto me. You can hold on tightly, I guarantee you won’t hurt me.” He told you, setting you down before he walked out into the water, diving in once he was deep enough. You follow close behind, diving in once you felt the telltale dip in the shelf of sand below your toes.

Seonghwa looked back at you, raising a clawed hand, golden and shimmering in the water. He took your hand and laced your fingers together with his, kissing your hand before he made a swirling motion around your head.

Like before, the water bent to his will, a bubble of air appearing over your head. You exhale and wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him as he held both of your wrists securely with one of his hands, beginning his decent into the depths.

You look around in wonder, smiling as you see fish you never would have seen up near the surface. Your grip on Seonghwa tightened as some kind of shark swam in your direction, but the siren hardly batted a lash, watching with half lidded eyes as the shark meandered past both of you.

“Woah…”You murmur, relaxing once the threat had passed.

Below you, lights begin to catch your vision and you find that more interesting than the sealife above you.

There, formed from coral, are buildings. Rows upon rows of homes. You can see some of them swim past you as Seonghwa brings you into this village under the sea.

You get a few glances, some of the smaller seaborn with more aquatic features looking at you with wide eyes.

“The guppies, they’re interested in you.”

You blush and wave at the ‘guppies’, watching as they chirped and swam away behind an older SeaBorn woman. She looked at you with a curious gaze before seemingly locking onto your cheek and then smiling fondly, waving back at you.

There was a series of clicks that sounded through the water, but you frown, feeling like she was trying to communicate to you. Seonghwa looked in her direction and clicked back, his tail flowing elegantly as he slowed down.

“She’s complimenting you and welcoming you.” He translated, continuing on. You smile and wave at her again as he left the area.

“Seonghwa?”

“Mmm?”

“How did you learn to speak my language? Correct me if I’m wrong but it looks like you SeaBorn have your own language completely…how did you learn?”

“Eating humans.”

You blink. Seonghwa rubbed his thumb over your knuckles as he held onto you.

“Those who threaten the water of my homeland, those who get a little too close to this place while being uninvited, they must be dispatched. It may not align with what you may consider ‘humanity’, but that’s how it always has been. You protect your home with tooth and claw, no matter how far you go, you protect your home waters.” He explained, albeit a bit hesitantly, as if you would see him differently.

You hum.

He wasn’t ever a ‘human’, so it would be ridiculous to apply one’s sense of ‘humanity’ to him.

To be honest, Seonghwa had behaved with more decency and humanity in your short time together than any of those horrid men who threw you out to sea to die would ever achieve in their entire lifetimes.

“Are you afraid of me?” Seonghwa inquired, still rubbing your knuckles. You shook your head, instead hugging him tighter.

“No. Not at all. I just wish I knew what it felt like to have a home worth protecting.” You muse.

You cannot see the way Seonghwa’s eyes widen in surprise before he tightened his grip ever so slightly on your wrists, holding you securely as he sped up, swimming to the biggest building in the sea village.

When he swims past the door frame, you both are suddenly swirling in a black and white whirlpool. You let out a startled shout as you cling to him, closing your eyes. Seonghwa didn’t seem too concerned.

“What was that about having ‘nothing better to do?’” An unfamiliar voice comes from the swirling water and Seonghwa rolled his eyes.

“You’re doing a terrible job at refuting my point.”

“I remember you being a bit more fun than this. Whatever.”

The water stilled in an instant, and in its wake was a peculiar SeaBorn man. He had been smaller than Seonghwa in size, with a fin protruding from the back of his thick black and white tail. While not as shimmery and eye catching as Seonghwa’s, it certainly looked like it could do major damage if one were to be struck with it.

His hair was an interesting blue color, and you can see his eyes, which appeared to be pitch black at first, were a deep brown as he got close to your face to inspect you.

You don’t flinch away, looking back unafraid. Seonghwa wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

“Mmm. I see. Your scents are already beginning to lace together. Is that why you’re here, my dear friend?” He inquired, looking over at Seonghwa. He nodded, sending a look over his shoulder at you. You’re have no idea what that means, so you only blink back at him before looking at his friend.

He smiled, his fangs just as sharp as Seonghwa’s. He extended a hand to you and chuckled.

“My name is Hongjoong. Thank you for taking such good care of my big angelfish right here.”

“I’m older than you.”

“And yet, who ended up being declared the leader?”

The two bickered and you watch them go back and forth, a smile spreading further across your lips. Honestly, they sound a bit like you and Seonghwa when you bicker amongst yourselves, too.

“My name is Y/n.” You introduce yourself, taking Hongjoong’s hand. He shook your firmly, careful not to harm you as he swum around the two of you with his hands behind his head.

“Pardon us, Y/n.” Hongjoong excused himself as he swam up to Seonghwa’s face, righting himself so he could speak to him. You could no longer understand them anymore, blinking owlishly as they conversed with a series of clicks and melodic sounds.

You’d of course, only heard Seonghwa sing, but now with Hongjoong beside them, and both of them conversing in their own beautiful way, you find yourself entranced at how well the melodies and notes bounce off one another.

Were all of Seonghwa’s friends SeaBorns? Now you’re curious how a group full of the beautiful race sounded as they conversed with one another.

As your mind wandered, Hongjoong smiled in interest.

“*+:｡.｡So, you’re courting a Landling. I never thought I’d see the day. Not with THE proud Park Seonghwa~ You left home with such a chip on your shoulder promising you never would, I almost took you seriously.｡.｡:+*”

“*+:｡.｡I swear I will go to Yunho instead if you’re going to be of no help.｡.｡:+”*

Hongjoong cocked a brow and swam around the two of you on his back once again, humming.

“*+:｡.｡Oh, please do. I’d love to see a SeaBorn learn how to court from a MoonChild. I’m sure it’ll go swimmingly.｡.｡:+*”

Seonghwa huffed before casting a glance at you. You still hardly noticed, taking in the beautiful interior of the room. Hongjoong watched him before he smiled and once again righted himself.

“*+:｡.｡What kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t tease you at least a little bit? I’ll tell you everything, stay here a sec. If you want this to work, you need a bit more than saliva and our precum to prepare her for what’s to come. After all, if you truly want to go through with this, she’s going to have to toss away that pesky humanity of hers.｡.｡:+*” Hongjoong made a face, tail swishing below him.

“*+:｡.｡If there’s anything I hate, it's watching my loved ones wither away when it’s completely avoidable. Anyway, stay here. ｡.｡:+*”

You look up as Hongjoong swam away, tilting your head curiously. You pull yourself closer to Seonghwa, cheek brushing against his.

“Are you alright?” You inquire. Seonghwa nodded and turned his head, kissing you gently. You smile and melt against him, kneading his shoulders.

“Here we go~ You do know how to use this, right?” Hongjoong inquired, coming back to you and smiling as you inspect his hands. There was an hour-glass shaped bottle in his palm, a shifting golden liquid inside of it as he passed it along to Seonghwa.

“I do. I know. Thank you.” Seonghwa smiled and you look at him curiously. Hongjoong smiled and swam around you once more before settling in front. He seemed to enjoy doing that.

“*+:｡.｡And Seonghwa? Make sure to trim your damn claws. You’ll tear the poor girl up if you try prepping her as you are.｡.｡:+*” Hongjoong added. Seonghwa flushed and cleared his throat.

“We should head back. I don’t want the water pressure to start getting to Y/n.” He muttered, looking over his shoulder at you. You smile softly and squeeze closer. Your dress flowed along your legs, mimicking one of the tails of the SeaBorns. You wanted to tell him you were fine, but a yawn came from your lips instead.

Oh. Maybe you have gotten a bit drowsy…

Hongjoong made a motion with his hand, coal black claws pointing towards the door.

“Go on. And next time don’t take forever to come back home. If I didn’t hear you talking shit towards the ocean, I wouldn’t know if you’re dead or alive up there.”

Seonghwa took a look at you over his shoulder and smiled softly.

“*+:｡.｡I will be back sooner, I swear. Besides, SOMEONE has to look after our guppies if we have any.｡.｡:+*”

Hongjoong’s lip curled in faux disgust.

“Nevermind, don’t come back, call San or Yeosang.”

Seonghwa laughed as he began to ascend to the surface, holding the bottle of…whatever it was Hongjoong gave him tight in his other hand. He never let your hands go this entire time, a pleasant warmth settled in them despite the cool water. You kiss the corner of his jaw, feeling yourself dozing.

What an interesting thought. Falling asleep in water.

How…absurd….

Seonghwa heard you yawn once more, glancing over to find you completely asleep. He looked upon you with a tender gaze, swimming around to wrap his arms under your legs and arms, carrying you up to the surface quickly.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Seonghwa let you sleep without disturbing you, though when you awoke, you found yourself back in camp, a fresh dress on as the one you were wearing earlier blew in the wind, drying. You rub your eye, looking around and finding Seonghwa sitting near the river, grumbling as he washed something off. You mumble something incoherent as you come to, and he looked over his shoulder, his eyes their normal green.

"Oh, good. You're awake. I got some things for you." He rumbled, though he stayed seated near the water's edge, still cleaning.

You roll to your feet, walking over to him and taking a peek, blinking as he inspected several beautiful stones.

You blink, watching as he held one up to the sun to see the color it made as the light hit it. He grinned and finally held his hand out to you, placing them in your palm.

"This is peridot, this is amethyst, and this is grandidierite. This one is incredibly rare. I've had this since I was born."

You stare at the last stone, a beautiful greenish blue, in shock and immediately go to hand it back to him.

"It's valuable and probably sentimental to you, I can't possibly keep it-"

"My mother gave it to my father when they were courting. Then she gave it to me when I became of age. Now I'm giving it to you."

You stare at him. Your mouth flounders for a second before you look at the stone.

"Seonghwa…are you courting me right now?"

He arched a brow and hummed, turning his tail back into his legs, a hard-to-read expression on his face. You bite your inner lip and will yourself to keep your eyes above his collar this time.

This was a serious conversation, you didn’t need your mind wandering again.

"I have been since I found you. You don't have to accept them if you don't want to. Here," He extended his hand, waiting for you to give the stones back. Instead, you close your hand around them and hold them close to your bosom. Seonghwa arched a brow at you, a curious rumble leaving his chest.

"You can't just tell me these are a courting gift and then immediately ask for it back." You find yourself answering his unasked question. He let out a small hum before smiling and leaning close.

"Okay then, I won't. Tell me, Little Bird, what is your favorite color? Next, I'll look for stones of that kind."

You look at the gemstones in your hand and reach to touch his face with your free one, gently rubbing circles along his cheekbone. He seemed taken aback, though he didn't move from your grip, pink scales appearing once more, his eyes shifting again to that color from earlier, though it was definitely a few shades lighter.

He's flustered.

Despite the lack of tension in his body and his expression remaining curious, you're sure now this was probably the equivalent to him blushing.

"This is my favorite color. This pretty shade of pink. Can I see more of it?" You try your hand at your own flirtations, leaning up and pressing your lips to his cheek.

Seonghwa’s hands twitch at his sides as he looked down at you, pupils dilated slightly.

"Pink stone. Got it."

"No, not pink stones. Just you."

You can feel heat under his scales as he pressed his head closer into your palm, eyes half lidded.

"Just me."

You smile, setting the stones in your lap and holding his face with both hands as you run your thumbs over the curve of his cheeks.

He let you touch him without moving a muscle. Your fingers mapping out both soft skin and scales along with the strong line of his jaw, a smile coming to your face.

He really was the most gorgeous creature you'd ever encountered in your life.

"Y/n." You perk at his voice and lift your head.

"Yes?"

He began to sing, a beautiful symphony composed of one. He was the conductor and the orchestra, every rise and fall of his voice absolutely mesmerizing.

You also notice, his voice is clearer than it usually is, bold tones and immaculate whispers, each note blending into the one that came just before it. He held your gaze, and you can tell this wasn’t an enchantment.

No drifting off, no cloudy daze, your vision-and mind-remained crystalline as you watched him sing, his large hands placed over yours to keep you touching his cheeks.

Once he finished, the melody carried off with the wind, and he gazed down at you, not saying a word.

You may very well be going crazy, but that felt a confession of love.

Seonghwa rubbed your knuckles and smiled softly.

“I’d like to be yours, and for you to be mine.”

You feel your thoughts grind to a halt as you look at him. Seonghwa waited, not moving an inch as he held your gaze.

For a while, there’s nothing. And then, you feel tears roll down your cheek.

“Y/n?!” He startled. You throw your arms around him and hug him tight. He wrapped his arms around you, smiling softly as he nuzzled your head.

“Don’t cry so suddenly like that, you had me worried.” He murmured, kissing your temple. You turn your head to kiss him and once again, his eyes drift to your cheek.

What’s wrong? You keep looking at my cheek. Do I have a cut or something?” You inquire, reaching up to touch it. He opened his mouth to say something, but your fingers make contact before he can and you feel the smooth expanse of something unfamiliar to your own body.

Scales.

You flatten your fingertips against your cheek, lips parted as you caress the tiny patch. Your eyes drift back to Seonghwa’s and he coughed ever so slightly, looking down.

“I wasn’t aware it would happen when we…well, did everything last night, but it seems the more you and I are together intimately the…less…human you will be.”

You stare at him. His scales are pink as he avoided your gaze, coughing quietly. You touch your cheek again, trying to process his words slowly.

“Was it because of that pretty pastel stuff that came out of you?” You inquire. Seonghwa’s cheeks went bright red as he snapped his head back to look at you.

“Don’t call it ‘stuff’! That makes it sound weird!”

You look at him and smile, cupping his cheeks.

“You don’t get flustered like this so easy compared to me, but when you do, it’s adorable. You coo. Seonghwa huffed, though he didn’t pull out of your hands.

“Do not tease me. I’ve never-ugh. I just want to make sure you don’t regret this. The more we do this, the less you will be a ‘human’ and I….I don’t want you to hate me later for something like that. If we stop now, the scales will disappear in a week or so…” He’d offered the solution, but he clearly didn’t want to, and the smile training at your lips grew wider.

“Seonghwa, are you a virgin?”

Seonghwa nearly threw himself back, an offended, flushed look adorning his face as he gaped at you. You don’t say another word, his response was more than telling.

“I-What does it matter?” He narrowed his pink eyes at you and you push at his chest, happy you didn’t have to apply any more force and he got the hint, laying himself down. You crawl up his body, cupping his cheeks, a surge of confidence in your body.

“It doesn’t really matter. You won’t be for much longer.” You promise with a sweet kiss to his lips. Seonghwa let out a groan beneath you, holding your ass while you press yourself against his chest.

You lace your fingers in his hair, tugging firmly and smiling at the growl that trickled past his lips, teeth bared as you press kisses down his jaw and throat.

You can feel him hard against your thigh, and you hum, pushing your smaller body down and maneuvering until you could trap his cock between your thighs. He shuddered, his grip on your waist tightening as you rock your hips back and forth, leaving bites and kisses down his chest, running your fingers up and down his side to make him shudder.

“Y/n-”He growled out your name, the tone making excitement thrum in your veins as you clench your thighs together tighter. You can feel moisture against your navel as you rock your hips, and moments later, it’s followed by a deliciously sweet scent.

You decide to tease him, quickening your movements. He rewards you by grabbing your hips, grunting and rutting hard and fast against you. You moan, palms flat against his chest as you feel him push between your folds, thrusting the length of his cock between them. Your clit rubbed against every inch and you find yourself clawing at him without thinking, thighs shaking as you feel him thick and pulsing against you.

“Turn around. I want to taste you again.” He ordered, all traces of his flustered stammering gone. He looked at you with a hunger in his eyes that made you ache, and you make haste in turning for him, raising your hips high for him.

Two massive hands come down on the globes of your ass cheeks, drawing a sharp gasp and cry from you before Seonghwa is dragging you closer to his face, panting the moment he caught your scent, snatching your dress up and over your ass. You gasp and nearly jolt off as he goes right for your clit, had it not been for his firm grip on your ass.

He let out a warning growl of protest, silently demanding to be able to enjoy his meal, and you feel a blush and the rise of a challenge hit you.

No matter how much he enjoyed eating you, certainly you couldn’t just sit back and let him remain neglected.

You curse your short stature, unable to get as firm of a grip on his cock as you had before, but once again, the pheromones and delectable tasting fluid running from the slit in his skin reminded you of your compromise.

Seonghwa all but snarled against you, hips twitching as you lean down and press a kiss to the fold of skin, mirroring his actions between your own legs. You can feel him throbbing just beyond it, but you decide to continue teasing, spreading the skin with your fingers and delving your tongue in deeper, the pheromones nearly dizzying as your tongue finds the slit of his cock.

“Y/n~” He practically sang against your pussy, his face already soaked as he greedily licked and ate you out. You grind your hips down, spreading your thighs apart wider as you repeat the motion, pushing your tongue in as deep as you can go, curling and twisting along his walls before curling your tongue along the barbs of his cock.

You flick with a ‘come hither’ motion, the dizzying scent of his pheromones making you clench and unclench on his tongue as you coaxed his cock out of it’s sheath, a purr leaving your lips as it slapped against your cheek, smearing essence against your skin.

You stare at his cock, shaking your hips for him as you lick him from base to tip.

The thought of losing whatever abstract form of humanity you had didn’t bother you as much as you’d imagine it would for most people. You’d seen the worst of humanity already, if tossing it aside meant you could stay here, entangled with your beloved, so be it.

You grab Seonghwa’s impressive length with your dominant hand, clawing at his inner thigh with the other as you try to see if you can get it further down your throat.

Seonghwa groaned, the sound coming out like a mixture of a whimper and a growl as you bobbed your head, tears slipping down your cheek from the strain.

You flatten your tongue along the base, bouncing enthusiastically as Seonghwa raised and dropped your hips, thrusting his tongue deep inside in a way that made you crave something bigger.

You touch your throat, shaking when you find he’s gotten it bulged from the size of it, and that realization is what pushed you over, clawing at his thigh and squeezing his cock at the base as you cum shakily.

Its more overwhelming than the first two from yesterday, and you realize, in embarrassment, that you’d squirted, looking back and finding Seonghwa’s face covered in your juices.

He stared up in a daze, panting as if he’d fought off a thousand sea beasts, tongue dragging along his lips and face, his scales deepening in color as his cock twitched in your hand, thick pearls of essence rolling from one and creamy cum from the second.

His eyes drifted back to your trembling pussy and it took you lifting your hips-ignoring the near feral growl the motion ripped from his throat-for him to focus on your face. You crawl back up to him, kissing him messily. Seonghwa’s pouting ended as quickly as it began once you kissed him, and you smile into it as you feel his big hands trail up and down your spine, squeezing, kneading, massaging.

Along your throat, more scales appear. Seonghwa brushed his fingers along them and you break the kiss to mirror him, feeling it yourself. He kissed down to your jugular, keening deep in his chest, clicking.

“*+:｡.｡ o…utiful….all….m….ne｡.｡:+*”

You stare at him, lips parted. You’re starting to understand the clicks and tones.

A sense of joy overflowed your senses and you throw your arms around him, kissing him feverishly as you press your hips down, dragging your core over one of his aching cocks.

Seonghwa groaned as you held his face, muttering incoherently, both in your native tongue and in his own, though you could only understand bits and pieces of the latter.

It seemed this part of the courting process had been going better than expected.

“More…I still want more.” He rumbled, eyes dark as he looked down at you. You smile and kiss the tip of his nose before moving to your hut, settling on your hands and knees and raising your hips up high.

“Can you get off like this? Rutting against me? I don’t think I can take even one of your cocks like this, let alone both…”You trail, ignoring the traitorous dribble of cum that fell from your pussy to the ground below at the thought. Seonghwa had wasted no time, grabbing your hips and pushing both of his cocks between your thighs, eyeing the way his girth kept your folds spread, your juices mixing with your own saliva and both his essence and precum as he thrust forward.

Each thrust of his hips made your thighs and ass jiggle from the contact, and you bury your head in the crook of your arm, moaning as you push down on both of his cocks as best you could with your free hand, making them rut against one another and keeping them flush against you.

Seonghwa growled your name, his tempo getting erratic and uncoordinated the longer he went until you finally feel him grip your hips tight, leaving finger-shaped marks along your skin as he finally unraveled behind you, making a mess of your hand and pussy as he came.

Your thighs shake as a smaller orgasm rolls through you, your body slumping forward as you try and force air back into your lungs. Seonghwa kissed up your thighs (stopping to take a sneaky lick of the mess you and he had made of your cunt), continuing past your ass, the small, yet deep dimples at the small of your back, along the groove of your spine, and stopping at the top of your head, holding your trembling body close to his firm one.

You turn your head to kiss him, tongue tangling with his as you purr from the taste of both of you lingering on your tongues. Seonghwa stayed close to you, eyes closing as he enjoyed the kiss.

When you finally part, Seonghwa smiled and nuzzled your neck, gently nibbling along the scales.

“I love you” He whispered.

You feel your heart stop and you look up. Seonghwa doesn’t look away from you and you smile, stealing a kiss.

“I love….I love you too.” You reciprocate, nestling yourself in his arms. Seonghwa rolled you onto your side, holding you close and keening.

“Rest. I’ll clean you up.”

You yawn and let yourself go, a carefree smile on your face.

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The next two weeks of courting had been….exhausting in the best kind of way.

If you thought Seonghwa had been attached to you before, he certainly was glued on firmly, following you faithfully and bringing in extra rations of food and gemstones.

You had no idea where he kept getting these shiny rocks from, but by now you’d gotten an impressive collection, and had even turned some of them into jewelry with the help of a kit that had not-so-subtly washed to shore one morning full of bands, chains, and various other tools that could be used to turn your stones into much more.

You’d have to thank a certain orca SeaBorn later.

Seonghwa’s favorite place had been between your legs, with most of your mornings starting with him kissing you awake, those soft lips trailing down your body until he could hold you flush against his lips and ruin you, not stopping until you were trembling and in tears from the overstimulation.

Then, with a dazed smile (and a messy abdomen from cumming on himself), he’d kiss you tenderly, gently massaging your body free of any aches and pains before actually starting your day.

The night usually ended the same way, regardless.

Aside from that, Seonghwa had began the process of the SeaBorn courting process, washing you with some fragrant mixture he had made himself. He’d take care, making sure to wash you from head to toe, his claws one of his hands filed down to smooth, rounded tips.

You find out the reason why when he set you in his lap during one of your nightly bathings, groping and kneading your chest as his filed fingers rub your clit. Your breath hitched as you felt him slowly work his fingers in, licking and biting at your throat and shoulder as he worked you open, ignoring his own hardness pressed against your ass. He purred praises to you as you clench and squirm, and growled warnings, threatening to stop when the pleasure nearly made you close your thighs at other times.

You were going insane.

Looking between your legs, you can see your cum running between his fingers. How many times had it been today alone? Three? Four?

You arch, your sternum covered in beautiful scales as you feel your mind buzz in pleasure.

It was so good, so addicting.

But it was all just an appetizer. You wanted more.

Seonghwa set his chin on your shoulder, watching as you messily squirt the fifth overstimulated orgasm into his palm, smiling from ear to ear as you whimper his name along with tiny declarations of love. As he looked down on you, he can see your eyes, tinged pink with love just like the way his were for you.

With one final push, you two would be fully intertwined.

Seonghwa held you tight that night, promising to let you rest until the next crescent moon.

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Just as the tides are controlled by the phases of the moon, those born within the ocean are also at the mercy of it.

The moment the sun set on this particular day, you feel something in you shift. Your skin felt…cold. Uncomfortably so.

Seonghwa is always warm.

You look around. He had gone out to grab more firewood. You’d heard a tree being downed not too long ago.

Not good enough. Where is he? It’s cold. Your mate is always warm, he can fix it.

You open your mouth, and without a thought, you begin to sing.

“✧˖*°࿐~♪”

Not too far off from camp, Seonghwa stopped short, eyes wide. The sound of a melody, brand new, yet familiar to him made every nerve in his body spark. He snapped his head to the left, singing back.

“✧˖*°࿐~♪” You continue to sing, swaying left and right. You can hear him, singing back to you, the notes weaving together in harmony.

You’re picked up ceremoniously as you sing, and you look down at Seonghwa, smiling as you cup his cheeks. His eyes are that lovely pink, his pupils a beautiful gold color. You smiled, bending down to kiss him.

“You sang to me.” He muttered against your lips. You feel your body warming, welcoming him in as your heart thrums in your chest.

“And you came.” You keen, nibbling his lip playfully. Seonghwa grabbed your chin, lifting it slowly as he rumbled, clicking deep in his chest.

“Will you be mine?” He rumbled, waiting before he made any further moves. You press your cheek to his palm.

“I already decided to be yours long ago. Don’t hold back.” You whisper. Seonghwa immediately laid you down on your back, plush pillows conjured from magic propping your head up. He made sure one was under your hips, towering over you as he bit the cork off of the curious bottle Hongjoong had given him before. You look at it before glancing up at Seonghwa.

“This will help me prepare you. If it’s too much, let me know, we can take it slower.”

You let your legs fall open, watching as he coated his fingers in the slick, honeyed fluid. It smelled sweet, but not nearly as sweet as his own essence. You didn’t complain, however, mewling as you feel him push his fingers inside of you.

Immediately, your mind is abuzz.

His tongue always felt hot, he’d explained his aphrodisiac properties before, but this was…a whole different beast.

You grab his wrist, not to push or pull, but to ground yourself as you feel him pumping two of his deliciously long fingers in and out of you. Seonghwa studied your face, licking his lips at the flush that adorned your cheeks and leaning down into your ear.

“I feel you, quivering in anticipation.” He growled, his voice lower than his usual speaking tone, though it still bounced around your head like a rubber ball.

“Clenching, unclenching, making a mess of my fingers. Begging for more. Can you call to me? Can you say my name?” He urged. You tilt your head back, panting as you reach to hold your legs open, giving him all the space and access he needs.

“Seonghwa~”

“Louder. Again. Call to me.”

He curled his fingers, pressing the golden aphrodisiac right against your sweet spot. Fire and electricity explode throughout your being, and you cry out, arching and grabbing his wrist tighter, your nails digging fruitlessly into his skin.

“Seonghwa!”

He groaned, focusing that spot deep inside of you as he kissed down your neck to your collar, leaving love bites in his wake.

“I never told you but…mmm…this is how I was able to find you. How I can always be there…when you call my name…I hear a chime. Distinct, strong, elegant. There’s no other sound in the world like it. No matter where you are, if you call my name, I’ll come running…or I suppose swimming, too. Its my second favorite sound in the world.” He chuckled, adding his third finger inside, stretching and curling them. You clench and whimper, making a mess of his fingers as you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“W-what’s the f-first-ah! Right there nnn-” You cry out, clawing down his back. He chuckled against the skin of your breast, tongue curling over your areola before he took your nipple between his lips.

“The sound of your pussy gushing on my tongue and your moans right before you cum for me. Its a tie.” He answered honestly, looking up into your eyes, unshaken by his own confession. You whimper and pull his hair, yanking him up into a needy and wanton kiss.

“More…Seonghwa please, I need-mmm more than your fingers-” You whine, feeling his cock throbbing against your core. Both of you look down, finding his tip angry and flushed pink, now leaking the same essence as the one usually hidden from view.

Are these the effects of the crescent moon for a courting SeaBorn?

You reach and grab his cock, pumping it in your small hand and smiling up at him as he inhaled sharply through his fangs. You kiss him, again and again until he took the hint an parted his lips, letting you slide your tongue in while you teased both of you by rubbing the crown of his cock along your folds, coating it in your precum.

“Hurry,” You exhale, breaking the kiss only when your lungs screamed for air. Seonghwa pulled his fingers free, licking and sucking them clean, the gold in his pupils deepening while he coated his cock in the aphrodisiac.

“I love you.” He whispered, pressing against your entrance. You feel the pressure, the weight against it, and it took every fiber of your being to not hook your leg around his hip and pull him flush inside.

Instead, you cup his face, rubbing your nose tenderly against his.

“I love you too.”

He repeated himself, whispering ‘I love yous’ amongst kisses that felt like blooms of electricity against your skin.

Just as you open your mouth to insist he hurry, he slowly pressed into you.

You clench despite yourself, and Seonghwa groaned above you, clawing into the blankets he’d made for you as he fought to rein in the primal instinct to claim you as quickly as possible.

The night was young, and no matter how much the pulses of the moon swayed him, he would not bend to his instincts.

On your end, your mind nearly blanked as you feel every inch of him stretch and fill you. You feel your breath coming in short puffs as you drag your nails down Seonghwa’s back, a broken song of desire tumbling from your lips as you feel his balls finally settle against your ass.

Seonghwa’s eyes are closed above you, his teeth gritted as he pulsed inside of you. You glance down, gushing as you see the telltale bulge in your stomach from the size of his cock.

And it's just one.

You pull yourself up for a kiss, distracting and grounding you both as you spasm around him, clenching and stretching to accommodate him. The aphrodisiac certainly helps, as you realize you weren’t taking as long to adjust to having him inside of you.

Seonghwa finally regained his senses, pulling his cock out only a quarter of the way before rocking his hips forward. The motion drew a pleased shout from you, your breasts bouncing from the force. He repeated a few times, panting and clawing at the dirt before he began to set a deep, hungered pace.

You moan and let your head fall back, feeling every shift and move of his cock inside of you. Seonghwa’s hand moved down, caressing your body sensually as he rumbled and panted above you, pressing your foreheads together.

He didn’t say a word, simply holding your gaze as he moaned for you. In this moment of intimacy, you feel a swell in your heart.

Seonghwa stopped instantly when he saw you crying in his arms. His brows pulled up and he cupped your face, wiping your cheeks.

Before he can ask you what’s wrong, you kiss his palm, tears slipping down your cheek.

“I’m just…overwhelmed. To go from being cast aside to die to this…having someone look at me like I’m their world…it’s a lot. I promise, I’m not in pain. I actually want you to go faster.” You coo, kissing it once more as you meet his eyes. Seonghwa studied your face for a while before he gently pulled out of you, anyway.

You frown and protest immediately, but Seonghwa simply rolled you onto your side, holding your thigh up as he straddled the other, guiding his cock back to your greedy hole and pushing in with less fanfare compared to the first time,

When he does, the air escaped your lungs once more, your back arching as Seonghwa held your ankle in one hand, keeping you spread wide for him as he rutted his cock deep inside of you.

“Seong! H-hwa!” You cry out, voice jerking with his thrusts, your lips parting as pathetic noises fall from your lips. Seonghwa kissed your ankle, trailing up to your thigh, biting the skin of it as he pounded into you, groaning.

“You feel so…grrrrnnn….so good… so tight for me.” He growled, sweat rolling down his skin. You bite down on your knuckle to stifle the moans falling from your lips, feeling the trickle of liquid from the force.

“Ah ah. Careful.” He tutted above you, leaning over slowly and making your body stretch with him, your eyes widening as you feel his heavy cock press deeper as he took your hand, dragging his tongue over the silver blood that had dribbled down them from your bite.

Silver.

Your eyes widen in joyful surprise as you watch him, realizing your blood had changed as you courted. Seonghwa suckled on your fingers, eyes flickering down to you, kissing you heatedly, reaching to rub your clit as he had you distracted.

You jolt and gasp, lips trembling as Seonghwa dropped your thigh, pulling out and rolling you with your back splayed out on the blanket once more. He held your thighs open, speeding up and growling sweet nothings to you as he watched your face closely.

You probably looked ruined, your eyes fluttering closed as your mouth fell open, fangs protruding as you feel the sloppy mess between your legs, both you and Seonghwa chasing your orgasms. Liquid had undoubtedly ran between the two of you, soaking his balls and making the rhythmic ‘slap slap slap’ of it against your hips sound wet and somehow lewder as you clung to his arms.

“Right there, right there, yes yes Seong-” You throw your head back as he pressed into your sweet spot, hips angling just right once he did, speeding up so much he had to hold your hips to keep you from sliding from the force of his thrusts.

“Don’t hold it back, beautiful, I got you, I’m right here with you.” He gritted out through his fangs, eyes flicking back and forth between your face, the alluring bounce of your breasts, and the absolute mess between your legs where you both were joined.

You reach for him, seeking his presence as you tumble towards an orgasm that was undoubtedly more earth shattering than the first.

Seonghwa leaned down, kissing you until both of you were panting, keeping his head tucked in the crook of your neck, letting you tug and pull his hair for purchase as you clamp around his cock, cumming with a pleasured scream that pushed him over the edge alongside you.

The pleasure that washed over you made your mind go completely numb, your arms tightening around Seonghwa as you shook and felt a few smaller orgasms chase after the first. Heat flooded inside of you, cum, essence, and the golden aphrodisiac mixing and swirling deep inside you.

With your newly heightened senses, the scent of sex is dizzying.

You want more of it.

Your eyes drift down to Seonghwa’s second cock, thick and throbbing and already unsheathed from his first orgasm and arousal, drooling against your navel in a way all too familiar.

Seonghwa seemed to be one step ahead of you, sitting up and reaching for the bottle of the aphrodisiac. You nearly growl at him as he pulled out again, but he simply flipped you over, setting pillows under your hips. You blush at the position, feeling yourself leaking from your gaping entrance.

Seonghwa growled, unable to resist leaning down and chasing the beautiful fluid with his tongue before pushing into your cunt and delving in.

You gasp and arch higher, though Seonghwa stopped himself from eating you out this time in lieu of emptying the contents of the bottle on his cocks. You hear the sound, the slickness and raise your hips, shaking subtly.

“Patience. I’m trying to not absolutely ravage you.”

You narrow your gaze and spread your legs wider apart.

“Seonghwa if you don’t get on with it and breed me like I deserve-”

Oh my, now where did that come from?

Seonghwa’s eyes darken behind you, pushing one of his cocks back inside, drawing a moan of relief. You hardly have the time to taunt him into giving you even more before he’s guiding the second to your stuffed hole, slowly sliding in and stretching you much more than you expected.

Its almost embarrassing, the whorish and raw groan that the sensation pulled from your chest, your claws leaving shreds in the blanket and even the stone below you both.

Seonghwa held your hips, giving you time to adjust and stretch a bit, the aphrodisiac and his essence once again helping you loosen up. Its the roll of your own hips that spurn him to move, to finally give you what you’d been waiting for.

Once he finally does move, it’s a much different pace than before, each thrust hard and nearly feral as he held you close to his chest, rubbing your clit in quick circles as he swore and growled in your ear.

“Goodness look at you rrrnn…gush and squirt on my cocks. To think both of your mouths would be making a mess, drooling for me. I’m just as happy, darling.” He keened, reaching around to stick his fingers in your mouth. He let you suck and bite at them, pinching and rolling your clit between his fingers.

You feel your mind blurr into mush, your senses completely overtaken with pleasure and need. Your thighs shook and you could feel every inch of his girthy cocks pounding into you, sometimes with enough strength to completely knock the wind out of your lungs.

Your voice had broken, raw and needy as you beg him not to stop. Go faster, angle right there, keep going, don’t stop until both of you were spent.

Seonghwa pressed down on your stomach, and you cum abruptly when you can feel the bulge of his cocks in your stomach.

The larger man looked down at you, adoration swirling in his lustful eyes and with one motion, he hooked his arms behind yours, pulling up until you were on your knees, sitting you on his cock after picking your body up.

“Ngh!” You cry out, drooling as you feel his cocks settle inside, the last strand of control snapping in your mind as you focus on chasing pleasure for both him and you. Your body moves on its own, notes of love and lust bouncing around the straw walls of the hut as you shakily sing through your moans, letting him thrust up and fuck into your ruined body.

You eagerly clench, but with a delighted giggle, you find his cocks much too big for it to have the same effect, completely shaping you like him as he rose his voice to sing with you, every groan and praised word sending sparks flying up and down your spine.

When he finally came again, your mind blanked completely, your body locking up and tears streaming down your face as a blissed out smile stretched across your lips.

You find later that the peculiar base of his second cock is actually a knot, and it nearly made Seonghwa pass out himself as it pulsed inside of you, trapping all of his cum, essence, and the golden liquid deep inside of you along with his second cock.

He let you go, holding you so you didn’t fall forward face first as he shuddered, hips twitching ever so slightly. You were completely fucked out of your mind, trembling as you panted, trying to catch your breath.

Seonghwa kissed the top of your head, rubbing your hips as he willed his own to stop moving and be still.

He looked over your shoulder and smiled softly, kissing your head as he covered you protectively, locked into place behind you.

“*+:｡.｡I love you, so much, Y/n｡.｡:+*” He muttered. You squeeze his hand, the grip of sleep dragging you under its influence.

He certainly wasn’t expecting a tired series of clicks and coos in response.

“*+:｡.｡Love…you too…Seonghwa.｡.｡:+*”

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#the pictures are enough #thank you fie for not blueballing me again

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WHERE’S THE REST GAIA?! GIVE US THE REST

Accismus~

Chan x Hongjoong

❖ Bang Chan x Hongjoong, Stray Kids and Ateez

❖ Smut, Fluff, College Au, Librarian Au, Student Au, drabble ❖ Sw: Dacrophilia, fingering, biting, kink size, daddy kink, pet names, semi public play

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❖ @atiny-piratequeen @atiny-dazzlinglight @kimnamshiks ❖ Masterlist ❖

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Long overdue commission for Fie hehe

Accismus means a form of irony in which someone feigns indifference to something he or she desires

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Stalking through the tall aisles of books, his eyes once again seemed to gravitate towards the tiny wooden desk in the corner. A smile tugged at his lips when he did, observing the special hidden sunny spot with a inner warmth no one else might understand. Long fingered hands nearly missing the open spot on the shelf as he tried to replace the once borrowed book.

“There he is-” The whispers instantly made his eyebrow twitch, resisting the urge to snap his head around to see where the gushing whispers were located so he could run away. Instead Chan kept his cool and using a spin dial on the side of one of the towers of books, caused the entire bookshelf to roll to the side, essentially creating a thick wall of wood and books to seal off the small area he was in. Relaxing marginally Chan smirked, self satisfied with his escape from the gushing members of his school and their oogling.

“Smooth~” The chuckle did make his head turn, this time with a creeping heat across his cheeks. He hadn’t forgotten why he’d been in this small one entrance one ext space, but he hadn’t expected the object of his own oggling to notice him. Hongjoong had a gentle smile on his face, soft and welcoming, chin propped up on his own hand, leatherbound legs crossed sassily under the desk.

“Sorry to interrupt your quiet time. Hope you don’t mind the company for a bit.” Chan rubbed the back of his neck, setting down the books in his arms in the window sill. He would return them later, for now some peace and quiet away from the adoring if annoying members of the public was needed, the assistant librarian really didn’t want anyone elses eyes on him at the moment. “You still working on that art project?”

It was Hongjoongs turn to blush, quickly turning a page in his sketch book to hide the figures he’d been drawing when Chan leaned over him. It was not however before Chan took in the starts of what seemed to be two figures tangled around one another, in a space that looked almost identical to the one they were in now. The broad shoulders of the first, shirt half down his back to reveal blackened scratch marks disappeared behind a drawing of a fierce dragon maw open ready to devour a woman with fox tails and a little box.

“I turned it in last night. Thank you for posing for me again.” Hongjoong’s ears were red as he picked up his pencil and once again began to add small shading and details to the scales of the dragon. Small tremors running through his fingers, the same as they had the last time Chan had seen him before he relaxed and regained his confidence. “My teacher said it was my best portrait yet.”

“You sure she didn’t just like it because I was shirtless?” Chan chuckled, deciding to let the not so subtle scramble the other boy had made go by without a word. Settling himself in the seat beside Hongjoong at the tiny desk, his fingerless gloved hand landing on the back of Hongjoongs chair as he observed him. Sure enough Hongjoong snapped his pencil tip, face flushing a vibrant red. “I still think you gave me nicer muscles than I have.”

The words were gentle, tone kind and soft, but Hongjoong could feel the fire in Chan’s gaze as he drank in every inch of the much smaller artist. He could also feel Chans well muscled thigh near eclipse his own as they pressed together beneath the desk. Curse the sunlight as well for it seemed to make the australian mans skin and smile glow, or maybe that was his imagination-

“In truth I struggled to get them close to you, my teacher said I should practice drawing my boyfriend more often to get a better hang of the masculine figure. I had to explain we weren’t dating.” Hongjoong wasn’t sure what had him saying these things. He always ended up confessing more than he needed too when around this man. “She even asked if I was going to have you be my model for our naked portfolio-”

Chan’s cheeks flushed, choking on his own words he missed the next few sentences, merely taking in Hongjoongs panic and adorable waving hands as he tried to backtrack. However after a moment the idea settled in his mind and before he could fully grasp the idea completely Chan nodded arm coming to rest around Hongjoongs back without thought.

“Okay, as long as only you see, and the professor doesn’t share it. When do you want to start?”

The skunk haired man wheezed, air leaking from his mouth. Brown eyes wide checking Chan’s face for signs of a lie, waiting for him to let out that infectious laugh and his eyes to crinkle and tell Hongjoong he was kidding; but the moment never came. Instead Chan lifted his arm away rubbing the back of his neck embarrassed.

“If it makes you uncomfortable I’m sorry I just thought you would like that better than a stranger. Sorry you can forget I-”

“N-no-no thats…thats fine.” Hongjoong somehow managed to choke the words out. Heart thumping somewhere in his throat. “Are you sure you’re comfortable with it? I may have to touch you to move your positioning and I’d be seeing everything.” His own eyes betrayed him as they dipped down towards Chans cargo pants, the black hiding his impressive bulge much better than the grey sweats he’d worn last time. Hongjoong shook his inner demons for their feelings of disappointment in this discovery.

“You could see it all now if you wanted…I don’t mind it if its you.” Chan smiled and leaned in a little closer having caught the drift in his gaze. “In fact I think I like the idea.”

There had definitely been a purr in his voice, that had definitely been a purr voted Hongjoong as his ears tinged scarlet. This was not a dream, not a drill, the hot librarian he’d been fawning over for three months was flirting with him, wanted to be naked around him. His heart was going to explode if he didn’t breathe in sometime soon and close his gaped mouth-

“Breathe little chick~” Chuckled Chan, fingertips gripping hongjoongs chin and closing his mouth for him. Hongjoong inhaled sharply and then jolted chair slamming against the windowsill as goosebumps rocketed over his skin, the only thing keeping him from toppling over was chans well timed hand grasping his thighs and holding him in place.

“Sorry, you were spacing out.” He chuckled and let go of Hongjoong, flexing his hands in their fingerless gloves trying to forget how slim and squeezable Hongjoongs thighs had felt.

“Its fine, thank you.” Hongjoong sat down again, keenly aware of how large and strong the aussies hands had been. They could probably hold him up, or fold-

“You dropped your sketch boo….” Chans voice faded away, eyes wide a look of surprise on his features as he stared at the book in his hands.

“Oh thank you-” Hongjoongs ferallity died the moment he realized what Chan was looking at. The page was strewn with doodles, various half scenes and unfinished sketches. Eyes filling with tears Hongjoong wanted nothing more than to curl in upon himself and die as chan studied each one with growing shock. Staring back at him off the page was his own face, in so many different aspects. From his eyes alone, to full sketches of intense emotion or contemplation, and several half finished depictions of ecstasy. It was those that truly made Hongjoong want to wither away and be swallowed up by the ancient wooden floors, for several were full body depictions with guesses at how chans physic would be in the throws of passion.

“I-I’m so sorry-” Hongjoongs voice cracked, his euphoria shattering into a thousand pieces as he scrambled to gather the rather lewd drawings that had fallen free of the notebook before Chan could see those too. He knew how uncomfortable the gazes of his peers made the hard working and sweet man, Chan had even been the one to show him this little hiding space tucked away in the corner so he could relax. They’d bonded slowly overtime, the man had just shown interest in Hongjoong and now he’d revealed-if uninntentionally, that Hongjoong was no better than the other members of campus who followed him around or oogled him and dropped uncomfortable sexual innuendos about his muscled frame.

“...are these me? They are…yes?” Chan’s voice was quiet as he stooped and picked up ones out of Hongjoongs reach, eyes soaking in the details. Chan’s expression was serious and he seemed to be mulling each drawing over in his mind. Organizing them carefully in the crook of his arm. Hongjoong stifled a whimper, biting his lip until it nearly bled answering him with a nod unable to look at him anymore. “...Do I come off as a bottom?”

A loud crashing noise resounded through the library, and had it not been for the splitting pain in the back of his head it would probably have gone unnoticed by the skunk haired fashionista. Crawling out from under the desk, clutching the back of his head Hongjoong missed Chans words of concern as the Aussie quickly checked him over for injuries, and offered to carry him to the nurses office. “D-do you what?”

“Do you want me to carry you to the nurses office? Oh god your crying come on I gotcha mate-” Chan was already scooping him up like he weighed nothing at all before Hongjoong could process the last minute or so.

“What do you mean bottom?” Chan’s worried babbling asking him what the date was, if he knew where he was all ceased. Blinking at the lithe bodied man in his arms like he was crazy. “Why would you ask that?”

“Your drawings…You seem to depict me as the bottom in the relationship.” Chan’s words brought blood roaring to every part of his body. “Now we can talk about this after we check-”

“My heads fine!” Hongjoong nearly shouted it, coughing before lowering his voice. “...I just…you’re not mad?”

“Mad? I knew you were shy but did you really think I’d offer to pose nude for you if I didn’t want to kiss you or be touched by you?” Chan relaxed seeing Hongjoongs eyes widen like he had always predicted they would. “Do you think I’d offer to let you feel me up so you could learn your anatomy for class better if I was repulsed by your touch babe?”

The cobweb covered cogs in the korean mans head all started toturn, the coffee runs, that Chan always seemed to seek him out when he was at the library. Chans offers to help with his art project after hours, the dinner he’d brought for hongjoong during midterms. Everything seemed to click into place and Hongjoong had never felt more baffled and excitedly shy before in his life.

“I draw you like that because I could only make a guess and since you’re always so nice…”

Chan’s eyes darkened, swinging Hongjoong around with ease, hands firmly holding him up by the thighs as he kissed Hongjoong deeply. Lips working slow needy patterns against the artists, Chan kneaded his thighs, using his impressive physic to pin him against the wall. Hongjoong mewled, fisting the dark curly hair as he kissed back eagerly eyes closing with a flutter taken over by the surprise and near overwhelming bliss of stimuli. Chan stayed calm despite the youngers desperate kisses back trying to keep up, squirming in his sturdy hold, until hongjoong was nearly drooling, devoid of air and head spinning Hongjoong stared up dazedly tongue lolling from his lips.

“Baby boy,” Chans voice had dropped several octaves into a decisive growl kneading Hongjoongs ass in one large hand, fingers teasing over his rim through the leather. “I don’t have to be mean to get you on your knees for me.”

Hongjoong wanted to snark back, wanted to growl in return but all that left his throat was a whimpering whine. Back arching as he rolled his hips eager to grind his cock against Chan and down onto those tantelizing fingers that had found his weakest spot with pinpoint ease. Head still spinning from the kisses Hongjoong tugged at his hyungs collar dragging him down in attempts to get those delicious peach flavored lips back on his own.

“Now now…I need consent baby. You want this to continue I need to hear you state you want it.” Chan purred finger rolling over the fabric again, gazing down into his eyes just a hairs breath too far too kis. “I want to hear you say you want to be touched by your boyfriend, let me teach you how my body feels so you can draw it properly hmm.”

Hongjoong growled this time, the brat rising in his chest before the words stuck in his mind. “Boyfriend…”

“Mhm, boyfriend. I take these things as a serious commitment.” Hummed Chan serious, watching the daze leave Hongjoongs face, and the tears replace it.

“Th-then please touch your boyfriend…I…” Hongjoongs voice stuck shyness overwhelming his vocal chords.

“Please touch…”

“ME PLEASE TOUCH ME DAMMIT HYUNG I WANT YOU” Hongjoong hadn’t meant to shout, he didnt mean to cry either, but emotions getting the better of him he started to sob. The radiant grin that spread across Christopher Bang Chans face though was more dazzling than any sunlight. Putting Hongjoongs thighs around his waist he embraced him, cupping his cheek seconds before their lips came together in a slow and tender dance. Tears rolled down Hongjoongs cheeks so many emotions overwhelming him he couldn’t handle it, tainting the peachy kiss with salt. But Chan didn’t seem to mind, tongue mapping out his mouth until once again Hongjoong was the first to run out of air. Throwing his head back gasping Hongjoong half opened his eyes to watch the sweet hunger in chans expression melt to adoration and need, the feel of the aussies tongue lapping his tears off his cheek had his cock near bursting out of their leather constraints.

“G-gentle-” Hongjoong whimpered feeling Chans hand reach into his pants and toy with his cheeks. “Y-youre my first-”

Chan nodded and kissed the corner of his eye. “Leave it all to me, if you want too we can stop at any time.”

Comforted Hongjoong hugged his shoulders nails digging into the broad expanse of muscles, Chan whispering sweetly in his ear “I’ve wanted to do this since the first time you called my name.” Opening his mouth to respond proved to be a mistake because instead of admitting he’d wanted this too or asking Chan when that had been, Hongjoong let out a high breathless cry rim stretching around the saliva slicked and seemingly thick finger Chan had worked into him.

“Shhh baby boy or we’ll get caught.” Chuckles Chan infuriating Hongjoong. Clenching on his finger felt all together too good, or maybe Chan was just better at fingering him than he was himself so Hongjoong rebelled and bit down on his neck. Tears of pleasure dripping onto his maddenly pristine collar. “Grrr mn thats it good boy.” The fignerless gloves definitely got in the way though, as did Hongjoongs increasingly too tight pants. But that wasn’t enough to stop the quiver in his thighs as he flexed and grinded riding on that curling sweet digit, bulge grinding against a sizable item in Chans pocket, egged on when Chan slowly added a second in to play scissoring him open. Each time he lifted and rolled his hips Hongjoong was met with Chans sweet voice quietly growling in his ear.

“I can’t take more of this-” Chan hissed and turned carrying him back to the desk and laying Hongjoong atop his drawings scattering supplies everywhere, pulling his hands away gently.

“What-Are you really done?” Hongjoongs outrage was met with a raised eyebrow, as the Australian popped open the belt buckle of Hongjoongs pants. But Chan chose to use his actions rather than words to cut Hongjoongs voice again. For seconds later he had the virgins pants and boxers tossed aside. “Chan-”

“Christopher…Or Chris.” He rumbled pushing Hongjoongs thighs apart to look at his quivering pink rim. The way the man eyed him like a prized jewel and also a piece of wagyu steak had him shaking, rim clenching on nothing.

“Chris please.” He whimpered feeling so open and exposed, but he hadn’t needed to say a word, already Chan was moving him rolling Hongjoong onto his stomach. “Bite onto this if you can’t stay quiet okay?”

Hongjoong found himself nodding, cranning his head around feet planted on the floor wide apart. The desk was at just the right height for his ass to present itself to Chans hungry hands. Eyes drinking in the sight of Chan tugging a glove off with his teeth before tossing it near Hongjoongs head. Free hand kneading and tugging his cheeks apart in a way that had him almost crying in need again, but Chris was never one to disappoint. Spitting on Hongjoongs rim Chan made sure to spread it well before pressing tw fingers into his greedy hole again. God what the extra two inches did now he had taken the glove off, nearly had Hongjoong cumming on the spot.

Christopher smiled bending down and kissing his ass and up his back, scissoring him and letting him adjust to the feeling as he searched for that magic spot. “When you cry like this it makes me want to keep going until youre sobbing baby boy.”

Hongjoong hadn’t even realized his eyes were watering again, reaching back to grab Chris’s wrist as he held Hongjoongs hips down and in place, trying to ground himself as those two digits curled up and found the spot he had never been able too on his own.

“AH!” Chan purred and slowed his fingers down, softly rolling them over the same place. His muscular frame Eclipsing Hongjoongs on the desk.

“Is that it Joongie?” The nickname made him sob, nodding as his knees got weak. Chan chuckled kissing him sweetly, much in contrast to the sudden rough curl he gave of his fingers. A near scream tore its way from him only to be swallowed by christopher again. “Bite the glove baby boy~ I can’t have anyone else hearing my personal songbird.”

Hongjoong sobbed and obeyed muzzling himself with it and scrabbling his painted nails over the desk scattering his supplies even more.

“You look so beautiful in this lighting. I love having you under me finally, here in our little space.” Chans tone was so gentle and sweet you could have believed he was talking about cuddles if not for the wet lewd sounds of his fingers blasting deep into Hongjoongs guts never missing his prostate. Hongjoong sobbed eyes rolling back as the australian cooed sweet things in his ears and sucked little marks behind his ear and down his neck, laying his claim on the undergrad. “You’re clenching so much, is this good? Crying so prettily too. You enjoying having Daddy’s fingers in your pretty princess hole?”

Chan purred tongue dragging up his cheek gathering up the fallen tears was the final straw, Hongjoong screamed through the glove hips jolting as his knees caved. Cum splattering over the desk and his drawings of Chan without care, eyes rolling back as he emptied three months of frustration and need all at once. Christophers eyes widened at the sudden clamp from his constricting walls, nuzzling Hongjoong with a joyous giggle mischievous fingers not ceasing in their onslaught as he aimed to bring Hongjoong to the highest climax. Indeed the younger nearly forgot to breathe for several moments as he cried and whined, shaking like a kitten under him, until spent Hongjoong nearly collapsed.

“I’ve got you.” Chans arm snagged around his waist pulling his fingers free as he lifted him off the desk, taking a few steps to the chair. Sitting carefully as he gathered Hongjoong into his arms, cradling his head to his sturdy chest, letting him come back down with the sound of his steady heart beat. “Such a good boy, that was unexpected but fuck baby I want to see it again. You’re so beautiful.” Chan gently pulled the glove from his swollen lips, cooing and kissing the blissed out man. Rocking him as Hongjoongs scattered conciousness slowly gathered back together. It took several minutes, before Hongjoong could follow Christophers orders and several more before he realized Chan was guiding him back into his pants. Dressing him with such gentility and care. His back against Chans broad chest as Chan buckled his pants for him, Hongjoongs ass planted firmly ontop of Chans raging boner.

“S-sorry-oh fuck-Icame-”

“Shhh~ Don’t be sorry, I loved it. I…” Chan blushed a bit of his caring daddy side crumbling into that of a gentle shy teddy bear. “I feel honored to have made you feel so good.”

Something about how soft and happy Christopher was for Hongjoongs untimely orgasm was mortifying but also endearing.

“Don’t be so soft, you’re still hard I didn’t pleasure you at all.” Hongjoong huffed his normal tsundere snips returning, but betrayed by his tiny smile and red cheeks.

“I don’t have to cum to have pleasure baby. Though…I must be some kind of sadist because seeing you cry like that…damn I’ve never been so close to losing my senses.” Chan chuckled and gave him that famous goofy charming himbo smile that had gotten Hongjoong into this mess to start with three months prior.

“Yeah well-well I’ll make you cry next time! Just wait Christopher Bang Chan I’m not done with you.” Huffed Hongjoong glaring at him with his arms crossed, as Chan hugged and swayed with him gleeful.

“Oh of course not, you didn’t get to see any of my body yet. You can’t draw me if you can’t see me~ But I was going to wait for your legs to stop shaking before I suggested we get dinner and head back to my place.”

“Wait what-”

#GAIAAAAA #YEEEEEE

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