Sailor's Savior's Snack
Just a heads up, this is not the big project ive been mentioning. That's gonna be on the back burner for a long while. But enjoy some sea snake Naga brainrot in the meantime.
A warming, our prey does feel pretty hopeless in their situation before they meet our pred. So, beware.
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He stared in shock at the drift wood that used to be his pride and joy. The boat he had built himself, shattered so fast. He hadn't even had time to see what had done it. Whether it was an accidental crash, or something wrecking his boat, he didn't know. Nor did it really matter, he just clung on to a chunk of his boat for dear life.
Hours passed, the sun slowly made its way across the sky. As he drifted, a dreadful thought passed his mind. He was alone, exhausted, cold and treading water. No one knew where he was. He was utterly stranded.
He was going to die here.
Cold, alone and scared. A feeling of hopelessness descended on him. The realization that the chances of someone finding him were slim to none.
As the day continued he grew more and more exhausted, more and more resigned to his fate. As the sun set he made sure to appreciate it. It would in all likelihood be his last. Once darkness descended he felt the water grow chilled. He desperately tried to stay awake, he needed to stay up or else he'd drown. He knew it was unlikely he'd survive to the morning, but he didn't want to die. Not yet, not yet, just a few more precious minutes of life.
As he felt his eyelids grow heavy, he felt something brush up against his leg. He felt fear creep into his mind. He tried to look into the water and see what touched him, but the dark, murky sea hid it. There as a few nerve racking minutes as he waited for the thing to show itself. Eventually, it did.
A colossal sea serpent emerged from the sea, in the moonlight it's blue scales shone, and it's grey eyes seemed to glow. But there was something odd about it, the serpent was a naga. He'd never heard of a naga that lived in the ocean, let alone one so large. It's stare didn't calm his nerves. After a few long seconds it spoke.
"And what do I have here? How long have you been treading water alone?"
Something about its tone was.... unnerving. But he replied anyways.
"M-My boat... i-it got wrecked and-"
"I assume that piece of wood you're clinging to is what's left of your boat?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Well would you like some help my little prey?"
"Oh thank God! Yes ple- wait... p-prey? Did i-i hear y-you r-right? P-Prey?"
"You heard me correctly, now, let me help."
"N-No! NO! Wait! A-Are y-you going to e-eat me?"
"Of course! Why would I not enjoy a delectable little morsel like you?"
"W-wait! P-please!"
"Aww, don't you worry my friend! I'll be kind."
"N-No! I dont wanna die like this!"
The serpent paused for a moment before speaking again. "I think you misunderstood me. I'm merely trying to help, I'm going to eat you, not kill you."
"H-Help? How? Y-You're going to kill me!"
"Oh settle down, you. Im going to help you. Whether or not you trust me. You'll be safe, I can promise you."
"But I'll die?"
"No you won't. My friend I offer you a warm and cozy place to rest and you accuse me of wanting to murder you? Is this how you treat all those offering aid?"
"I-In your stomach?! You ARE trying to murder me! Get away you fucking freak!"
"I'd like you to try and make me, little prey. I'm not one to leave a sweet little thing like you to die. I'd much rather keep you in a safer, more... filling place."
"N-No! Please! Not like this!"
The serpent reached a hand under him and scooped him out of the water. The serpent used its other hand to take away his little piece of driftwood and tossed it into the water. He was too exhausted and cold to struggle. He didnt have the energy to run. His fate was left in the hands of this predator.
"Look, if you're really that scared, I can give you a minute to calm down and prove myself. How does that sound my little friend?"
"Please... I'm cold... and tired... I don't want to die... I'm scared... don't hurt me..."
"Hey, it's going to be okay. I'll heat you up, just trust me." It replied in a softer tone.
He turned up towards the nagas face. The snake had an almost comforting expression on it's face. It raised its hand up to its maw. The naga slowly parted it's jaws, he braced for the serpent to toss him down it's throat. But it never did. It merely tilted it's hand up slowly, letting him slide into its mouth. He didn't struggle, he didn't have the strength. He simply covered his eyes, and accepted fate.
He felt him drop into its maw. He waited for the serpent to swallow him down. He waited, and waited, and waited. But it never came, he didn't really feel the serpent move him at all. He only noticed the nagas forked toungue occasionally brush against him. After a few long minutes, he worked up the courage to open his eyes. He looked around and... He was fine? It's was wet and slick, but seemingly safe and warm for now. The snake hadn't even shut it's mouth. He used the little of his strength left to sit himself up. Only a few moments after he did, the serpent spoke up in a comforting tone.
"See? You're safe."
It's was odd to be inside someone's maw as they spoke, but the serpent stayed rather quiet, speaking as softly as it could manage.
"I... I'm fine?"
"Yes you are my little prey. Do you feel any better? Are you still cold?"
"I... guess... what are you.... going to do now?"
"Once you're feeling safe, I'll gulp you down so both of us can get some rest."
"I... but won't I get... digested? I'll end up in your stomach, won't I?"
"No, you won't find any acids down there. You'll end up in my storage stomach, safe for you to be."
"I... how can I trust you?"
"If I wanted to hurt you, why wouldn't I gulp you down now? Nothing's stopping me. You're in my mouth, tired, trapped and at my mercy. If I really wanted to do such a thing, why would I be trying to comfort you?"
"W-will I be able to leave?"
"I'll gag you up once we get to shore. I promise."
"Do I have a choice?"
"No, neither of us do. I need to keep you safe and... my gut is the best option. Nothing will be able to even touch you there, well, except for me."
As the serpent finished it's sentence he watched as the lips around him curreled into a slight smile.
"I... I'm not... I don't..."
"Its alright, take your time to get comfortable with the idea of being in serpents stomach. I'd rather you go down willingly in this, and it will be better for you too."
"How... how are you talking right now? I'm in... your mouth... yet you talk like normal."
"Practice my dear friend, you are far from the first person to be in your position. I've held conversations much longer then this one with people in my maw."
"Y-You've done this before?"
"Of course! Countless times! However... would you like to know something?"
"What's that?"
"Out of everyone I've ever tasted, you by far have the best flavor. Most have barely and flavor at all! And those that do have such sad and mild tastes. But you... you... You're just delectable. You're very sweet, a little umami too. I hope you don't mind me savoring you, it's not often I have something as good as you, my friend..."
He wasn't quite sure what to make of this information.
"I... thank you? I guess?"
"Honestly, if you decide to spend a little longer in my maw to prepare yourself, I wouldn't mind. I can afford to wait a little longer."
"I'll... I'll think about it..."
The snake didn't respond after that. It just sat there, with its toungue slowly moving over him. Tasting him. And himself? He just sat there too. Trying to calm down and brace for what would soon come. Being able to turn around and peer down the murky darkness of its throat didn't fill him with confidence. After a few minutes, the serpent piped up again.
"Well? Are you ready my little prey? I've had my fun for now, and I think it's time for the main course."
"I... umm... maybe..."
"Its okay if not, I'll give you a few more minutes to prepare, should you desire of course."
He wasn't ready. He couldn't be ready. He was about to be eaten alive. He was nervous, scared and exhausted. He thought he might be able to trust the snake, but still. He didn't want to be eaten. Not that he had a choice. He knew a few more minute sitting in its mouth wouldn't calm him down, so he decided to just get it over with.
"I'm... about as ready as I ever could be... just... will this hurt?"
"No, it shouldn't hurt."
"S-Shouldn't? I-It might?"
"It will be very tight for about a minute, but if you just lay down or currel up, it won't be so bad. Just be careful."
He slowly laid down on the floor of its maw and curreled up into a loose ball. Light in its mouth grew dimmer and dimmer as the snake closed its jaws. His breathing grew shaky and an anxious feeling appeared in the back of his mind. Gravity shifted as the serpent began to tilt it's head back. As it tilted it's head back further and further he started slowly sliding back. He felt his heart pound as he started moving. After a second, the snake swallowed.
*glik*
He was forced into a tight space. The muscles around him pushed him down. It was hard to breathe. There was no room. He was trapped by the slick wet walls of its gullet. Adrenaline kicked in. He tried to struggle, he pushed against its esophagus. He had barely been in here for a few seconds, and he was already panicking. But a few seconds later, he felt an extra pressure appear. It came from one spot and followed him down. It was the serpent, using a hand to feel him. It was a gentle touch, almost soothing. He stopped struggling and his breathing calmed. His touch followed him for another minute. After that, he dropped into a chamber. He had reached its stomach and... He was fine? He felt fine. All around him he felt the naga give a content exhale.
"Ahhh, I hope that wasn't too uncomfortable for you in there. You started struggling after a bit, you had me a little worried."
"I-I'm... okay... God... y-you ate... me.... I-Im going to be safe... Right? Y-You promised!"
"Oh of course my dear prey. You're safe."
He took a deep breath to calm his mind. He was safe. He propped himself up against the stomach walls. It wasn't... all that bad here. Like being in the snakes maw. It was soft and squishy, a comfortable place. The warm air was a welcome change from the chilled sea air. He could hear the snake breathe, all around him the walls slowly moved, providing a soothing massage like feeling.
"This... this isn't so bad..."
"Awww, thank you. I'm glad to hear it."
"So... now what?"
"Rest up, friend. You're exhausted. Take the time to rest in my stomach, it's comfortable in there. From what I've heard."
"Can I... sleep here? Is that... safe?"
"Of course, I'll keep you safe."
"I... okay..."
"Have a restful sleep my little prey..."
He slowly shut his eyes, letting his exhaustion win. Almost immediately, he drifted into a deep slumber.
----(Transition to preds pov)----
As the serpent felt it's prey fall asleep, they gently placed a hand on their gut. Despite his size, he was a rather filling person. One of the better prey they'd ever had. They wondered if they might be able to convince him to return every now and then, they'd never had the same prey more then once. But they could wait to ask that question. Now was the time to enjoy the moment.
The snake let itself sink into the sea. It shut it's eyes and focused on taking in all the sensations coming from its gut. After a few minutes the naga gently landed on the sea floor. The feeling in its stomach was soothing, comforting. A feeling of sleepiness descended upon it too. And the serpent let it. Drifting off, like the man in its gut.
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never could be sweeter than with you
steddie | rated: t | word count: 23k | tags: 5+1 things, eddie munson lives, but gets put on house arrest, steve keeps visiting <3, good uncle wayne munson, sharing clothes, sharing a bed, smoking, fluff, hurt/comfort, getting together, first kiss
summary:
“Good morning, Mr. Munson, is Eddie home? Um, that’s a stupid question, of course he’s home.” Steve chuckles nervously. Steve. That’s Steve at Eddie’s door. “Is he awake?”
“He’s awake, son, but I gotta warn you, he’s in a pissy mood today,” Wayne’s gruff voice replies.
“Wayne!” Eddie protests loudly.
“Just telling it like it is,” Wayne throws over his shoulder. “You still wanna come in?” He asks Steve.
“If that's okay, Mr. Munson.”
God, he’s so polite. Eddie hates that he finds it endearing.
“Please call me Wayne, son.”
Eddie doesn’t even get a chance to try and make himself look somewhat decent. Right away, there’s the sound of the door closing and then Wayne walks back into the living space with Steve in tow, looking perfectly put together in his neat polo shirt and blue jeans.
Eddie is still in his fucking pajamas, for fuck’s sake.
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or 5 times Steve visits Eddie and lies about why + 1 time Eddie catches him in the lie
read the rest of never could be sweeter than with you on ao3
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