#kinktober 25

[ohbo-ohno]

Kinktober Day 25 - Human Furniture

Ghost x Price - 1.8k (on ao3)

summary: Price helps Ghost settle after a hard mission.

cw: person used as an ashtray

note: this is the least sexual of this month's prompts! there's actually no sexual acts in this at all, it's more of a sort of study of a priceghost dynamic i enjoy :) definitely inspired by this comic

“Settle,” Price rumbles quietly, watching the way Simon shudders and forces himself still, muscles trembling.

He’s not quite used to the sight of Simon so submissive beneath him, such a large powerhouse of a man gone soft between his feet. You’d never think it, looking at them, but uncertainty still hovers in the back of John’s head every time he has Simon like this.

It’s taken them a while to reach this tentative understanding, for Simon to be even slightly open about what he needs. Price isn’t sure either of them could really put it into words, this odd sort of dynamic they’ve developed, but it works.

As best he can describe, it’s like this - Ghost needs a handler, someone he can trust blindly to always point his aggression in the right direction. But Simon struggles to trust, to give up any bit of control he doesn’t have to. 

So Price takes it from him. 

It’s an odd sort of dynamic, he’s well aware, and it only works because on some deep level Simon wants it to work. That’s the thrill for John - the knowledge that at any moment Simon could hurt him, could probably kill him, but he won’t because he knows that nobody else can help him control himself like Price

It’s a responsibility he doesn’t take lightly. Ghost is probably the most dangerous soldier he’s ever met - ever will meet, if he’s lucky - and he’d slit his fellow soldiers; throat without question if John gave him a reason to. That kind of power isn’t given for long if the receiver is a fool, and while Price is a lot of things - ornery, strict, bull-headed - no one could call him a fool.  

Price knows that Simon accepts their dynamic, but he plays at disliking it sometimes, almost like a test. Trying to see if Price will put his foot down when Ghost needs it, see if he can stretch the boundaries he’s been given.

He can’t. Price has no problem reestablishing which one is freshly Captain and which one is still Sergeant when it’s needed. And after a few weeks, the little tests phase out. Price can’t help but feel like he’s passed a test once he realizes.

Ghost is volatile still, even months into their shifted dynamic, but he rarely lashes out against John anymore. The mask had helped, being under Price’s hand helped more, but there are still moments when he slips, where he needs more help than he realizes.

Which is what led to their current situation.

Simon had come back from a mission relatively uninjured - a few bruises, a few scrapes, but nothing he had even needed a medic for. But the Lieutenant he’d been lent out to had done a number on him mentally.

Part of the source of Simon’s inner turmoil is his own constant war between the desire to be a good soldier and his inability to trust. It leaves him short-tempered and aggressive around unsure COs. He’s a bit like a dog being retrained - he knows when his superiors are weak, and he knows they have no right pretending to be above him. 

It’s hard to lead successful missions when the Sergeant spends the entire deployment glaring and intimidating the Lieutenant. It’s even harder when the intimidation works, and the power structure crumbles.

Simon always comes back unsure after missions like that. He comes to Price, snarling and biting, looking for reassurance in the power structure. Looking for affirmation that Price is still his superior, that he’s still his leader.

It’s what he’d come home needing today.

The mission had been rough - a Lieutenant just promoted never knew how to handle Ghost, and this one had been no different - and John could see it in every line of Simon’s body as soon as he’d come knocking.

Neither of them had said a word as Price opened his office door enough to let Simon in, then closed and locked it behind him. He lights a cigar as he watches Ghost move, taking a long puff from it.

Simon stands at parade between the two guest chairs he’s forced to have in the office, and after a few moments Price moves back to his desk, settling back into his seat and folding his hands on the table.

He watches Simon for a few long moments, takes a puff of his cigar. The soldier’s not quite still, his shoulders trembling from pent up energy and his knees locked. His jaw is clenched so tightly, Price wouldn’t be shocked if he’s managed to crack a tooth.

“Debrief, Sergeant,” he finally commands, voice hard and leaving no room for debate. Simon’s shoulder’s stop twitching as he starts to speak, relaxing into a less straining position.

There’s nothing of note to be reported, really. Ghost isn’t the type of man to stand and rave about what’s really bothering him, he wouldn’t make anything that easy. He tells the story as it happened and leaves Price to pick up the hints he drops.

They’re easy to spot this time - unnecessary civilian casualty, a close call with a fellow Sergeant, a flustered Lieutenant and their absolute refusal to listen to any of Ghost’s suggestions. It’s nothing he hasn’t dealt with before. But that doesn’t matter - for whatever reason, this mission and this CO on this night has dragged Ghost to the very brink of shattering.

And Price won’t let that happen. Not when Simon has placed so much faith in him, not when he needs to prove to himself that he can take care of his men.

Simon’s nearly panting when he finishes his debrief, the stress working him up all over again. John knows he has to work quickly, or things will spiral.

“Good, Sergeant,” he praises, leaning back in his chair and planting his feet wide. “Now strip.”

The relief is palpable. It’s taken them a long time for Ghost to reach such a comfortable point, and Price can’t help the surge of pride at the way Simon almost eagerly takes his clothes off. He’s a good boy, even remembers to fold his uniform when he sets it on the coffee table.

Price taps his right foot twice and pushes his chair back from the desk a bit, the boot loud against his hardwood floor, and takes a long drag. Simon is on his knees between John’s feet in the next heartbeat.

He hums a pleased note, nodding down at Simon. Even just that tiny bit of praise coaxes a bit more tension out of his frame, leaving him angled towards Price instead of kneeling straight. He debates within himself for a moment, then decides to drop a heavy hand onto Simon’s head, stroking slowly over the fabric.

He’s still got the mask on, but Price doesn’t make any move to take it off. He knows the fabric isn’t a barrier between the two of them, more a safety net holding all of his pieces together. 

John would collect those pieces if Simon dropped them, but he would never take them from him. He’s the one who gave Ghost the mask, he’d never take it away.

He considers his plan of action for a few long moments. With each breath, each pull, each slow stroke over his head, Simon relaxes a bit more. It’s soothing for John too, this physical evidence that he knows how to take care of what’s his. Calming in a way little else is in their line of work.

“You’re a good soldier, Simon,” Price finally says. “Sometimes too good, I think. Makes it difficult to stop sometimes, doesn’t it?”

Simon pants, nodding and leaning further into Price’s hand. “Yes, sir.”

“Hmm, I know. You’re alright, boy, deep breaths now.”

He listens, and a few moments later relaxes further. Simon’s body slumps to the side a bit, leaning his weight onto Price’s leg. It’s difficult to not jerk away, but John plants his foot and tenses his muscle so he doesn’t send Simon sprawling. If the Sergeant notices how hard his thigh is, it doesn’t seem to bother him.

“I think you need to stop being a soldier for a bit, yeah?” Price asks, shifting his hand to lift Simon up by the chin. He moves slowly, tugging the mask up until it rests on the bridge of his nose. Ghost flinches a bit at the air against his skin, and John hushes him, stroking over his jaw.

If they were different people - or even just further into their dynamic - Price might slip his cock down Ghost’s throat. Push him down until his lips meet John’s stomach, hold him there for a few hours while he gets some work done. He thinks it would be good for Simon, to have a mindless task he can succeed in.

But they haven’t reached that point. Price isn’t sure if they ever will, if they ever should, so he contents himself with an alternative.

“Tongue out for me, Simon,” he says, putting a bit of a command into his voice. It’s not necessary - Simon’s mouth opens, pink tongue coming out to rest on his lip immediately. “Good boy,” Price praises, stroking a thumb down the muscle.

“Stay still for me, now.”

He takes the cigar from the corner of his lips, presses the glowing bud to the center of Simon’s wet tongue. He doesn’t react much past a grunt and some tension returning to his muscles.

“You’re alright,” John dismisses, tightening his grip on the soldier’s jaw and pushing the cigar a bit further in, twisting it. He knows Simon, knows he needs to feel this pain, needs to feel it from John.

Simon whimpers when he finally takes the cigar away, pushing his tongue a little further out.

“I know, you’re alright. Good boy, Simon. Relax for me, now,” he comforts, stroking a thumb over his chin while he leans forward to set the now useless stick on his desk. “You make a good ashtray, boy. Just stay down there and relax for me, you’re alright. I’ll let you go in a bit.

He shifts back into his seat, staring down at Ghost for a few moments.

His tongue still rests on his chin, a little drop of spit dripping down the center, right down the ring of soot left behind. His eyes are clear but his pupils are blown, like he’s still here but his emotions are trying to drag him away.

Simon shifts on his knees, tongue twitching like he wants to take it back into his mouth.

“Settle,” Price rumbles. Simon exhales loudly and obeys, shifting back to his knees. “Tongue out, come on. Might need to use it again.”

He smiles when Simon obeys without question, gives him a comforting pet to the head and an approving hum.

Price shifts closer to the desk, locking Simon more securely beneath him, and lights a cigar. He’s got a few hours of paperwork to catch up on, and he knows Simon can last far longer than that using an ashtray.

He takes a deep breath, settles himself, and gets to work. The cigar smoke fills his lungs, and Simon breaths deeply beneath him. Price feels centered, steady, as he picks up his pen and starts reading.

#kinktober 25 #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #simon ghost riley x john price #call of duty fanfic #cod fanfic #ghostprice #priceghost #ghost x price #ghost x john price #simon riley x john price #bo writes

[holylulusworld]

Deepest love - Flufftober 25

Summary: Dean acts...odd.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, friends to lovers

Trope: Friends to lovers

Idea by the lovely @elle14-blog1

A/N: *Y/F/S = Your favorite song – reader’s choice is your favorite song

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

“Aw, she looks so good, Dean,” you admired his car. Dean did a great job cleaning Baby. He took his time, cleaning every inch of his beloved car. 

“Only the best for my two favorite ladies,” he flashes you a grin. The hunter cleaned his car to make sure you’d enjoy the next ride with his Baby. “We are ready to roll, sweetheart.”

“Me too,” you excitedly look at Baby. She looks shiny and brand-new after Dean took care of her. “She’s so pretty.”

“That she is,” Dean says to himself as he watches you look inside his car. “So, uh—I was thinking about having a nap on our ride. Do you want to drive?”

“What?” Sam and Castiel ask in unison as they watch Dean throw the keys at you. You catch them, giggling as Dean makes a joke about two hot girls going for a ride.

“But no one is allowed to drive your car,” Castiel cocks his head. He furrows his brows as he tries to find out what changed Dean’s mind. “Are you unwell, Dean? Do you need my help? Maybe your hands are hurting.”

“What? No! I’m fine,” Dean snorts. “Can a man not let his friend drive his car?” He purses his lips and glares at his brother and Castiel. “Now, get your stuff. We need to hit the road. I want to gank that monster scaring old ladies.”

Looking at the keys in your hands you smile. Dean trusting you with his beloved car proves he meant what he said a few weeks ago. “Dean, I’ll call shotgun for you,” you wink at Dean. “We are going to be driving buddies.”

“What are we going to listen to today?” You glance at Dean in the passenger seat. “Dean? Mr. Music. What do you want to listen to?”

“Driver picks the music, sweetheart,” he flashes you a smile, “shotgun shuts his cakehole.”

“Awesome!” You exclaim. “How about…” You look at Dean again. “Ramble on, for starters. And then, we will listen to the best song ever, *Y/F/S!”

“I love that one,” Dean pats your hand. “Maybe we can listen to more Zeppelin and your favorite band later on.” He grins. “We are a perfect match.”

“Of course, we are, Deano!”

“What’s going on?” Sam whispers. “Did I miss something?” He frowns. No one is allowed to touch Dean's car or choose the music. Wait, since when is his brother looking at you like this?

“I think he’s in love with Y/N,” Castiel finally concludes. He nods to himself, convinced that his friend must’ve fallen in love with you. “She looks at Dean with heart eyes.”

“What? How do you know that term?”

“I watched humanity for an eternity,” the angel proudly states. He won’t tell Sam that his new hobby is to search for terms and trends on social media. “If you want to know more about human feelings, ask me.”

“Cas, that’s…” Sam glances at the angel sitting next to him, “good to know…I guess.”

“Hey, stop talking so loudly. We can’t hear our song,” Dean and you mutter in unison. "If you want to stay inside the car, stop talking so much."

“Heaven help us, Cas. My brother is in love with his match…”

Tags in reblog.

#dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean x reader #dean winchester fanfic #dean winchester x you #dean winchester fanfiction #spn #dean winchester x fem!reader #fluff #kinktober vs flufftober 2023 #Deepest love - Flufftober 25 #female reader

[aphroditelovesu]

Kinktober Day Twenty-Five — Dacryphilia

❝ — ❤️ lady l: day twenty-five of kinktober! Sorry for the delay!!

❝❤️pairing: yandere!seokjin x female!reader.

❝warnings: smut, NSFW, non-con/dub-con elements, oral sex (male receiving), face-fucking and dacryphilia.

❝❤️word count: 960.

You were alone, in a dark room, the only lighting coming from a flickering candle. Tears streamed down your face as you held onto your clothes, or what was left of them.

As the tears fell, you mind became lost in the moments shared, but now overshadowed by secrets and lies. Behind you, in the dim light, he watched silently, hidden in the shadows. Twisted satisfaction danced on his lips as he watched your suffer. His morbid interest only grew as he saw your weaken.

Seokjin always appreciated seeing you crying.

You sobbed softly, with your heart broken, lost in a web of betrayal that you couldn't unravel yourself. Jin, with eyes that never revealed his true feelings, seemed to find pleasure in your silent agony.

The room was permeated with an oppressive atmosphere, as if the walls witnessed the unfolding of this pain that ate you from the inside out. While you cried, he remained there, in the shadows, feeding on the suffering he had caused. It was a game of dark emotions, where you were trapped in the abyss of your own tragedy, while your captor reveled in your anguish.

"I love that sound you make, you know that?" You trembled in fear when you heard Jin's melodious and bored voice sound in the small space.

"I-I know..." You sniffled, wanting to stop crying so as not to give him the satisfaction of seeing you crying.

Jin approached you and knelt down and cupped your face in a tender way that disturbed you more than the worst insults he had spat in your face last night while violating you. He smiled and whispered, "You're so beautiful."

You hated him. You hated how he played with your mind, one night insulting you and the next day praising you. You hated him more than anything.

And he knew it. Jin knew you hated him and he liked that. He liked to exert that power on you, to see you broken and crying like an expensive and refined piece of art.

Or as he preferred to call it, a broken toy. But he loved playing with you.

Jin licked his lips when he noticed a small bruise on your neck, teeth marks. He loved how your skin was so soft, the marks suited you so much.

''You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life.'' He smiled when he saw a flash of happiness in your broken gaze. He wasn't lying, you were very attractive and with each passing day he found himself falling more and more under your spell, losing all the control he once had. And Seokjin can’t have that, which is why he wants to break you.

Because then you would never have control over him. You needed to be broken for his sake.

It was for these reasons that he made you cry every day since he brought you into his home, to protect you because he loves you. Everything he did is out of love and that's what Jin tells himself as he lays you down on the cold floor and gets over your body, your horrified gaze meeting his and your eyes red from crying.

That's what he tells himself as he tears the remaining pieces of your once-gone clothes off. It didn't matter, he could always buy you more clothes later, you just needed to be a good girl.

Jin worked quickly, no patient to please you today. He stood and unbuckled the belt of his pants and pulled them down along with the underwear he was wearing, his hard cock in front of yoir tear-stained face. You sniffled and held back a cry of pain as he pulled you by your hair and you were forced onto your knees, your face being pressed against his cock.

"Open your mouth, princess." He ordered and you reluctantly opened it and without waiting any longer, Jin shoved his cock inside your mouth, forcing you to swallow his entire length. You gasped and tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let you, moving his hips and fucking your mouth.

He grabbed your hair and forced you harder against his dick, making you swallow everything you could. He pounded your mouth, your throat sore and your eyes watering. Jin licked his lips at the sight he saw and grabbed your head, making you stay still while he fucked your mouth.

He moaned loudly as he came in your mouth, his cum being dumped down your throat, making you choke even more. You tried to breathe, but he wouldn't come out of your mouth.

Jin pulled away and you fell to the ground, your hands bracing yourself so your weak body wouldn't fall to the ground. He seemed satisfied and smiled at you, pulling you up and kissing your lips hard, feeling his dominance. Jin grabbed your breasts and groped them roughly, as if they were mere toys for him to squeeze.

You cried as your mouth was violated, his tongue sucking on yours with desire. Your breasts hurt as they were squeezed and worst of all, you felt your pussy getting wet from the stimulation.

He pulled away and kissed your neck, his hands grabbing the flesh of your ass and squeezing it tightly as he bit your neck. You sobbed as he brought your hand to your pussy and touched it, hearing a soft laugh from him when he saw how wet you were.

Jin loved hearing your whines and your crying. He could already feel his cock hardening at your protests. So beautiful and so his.

He knew he would be the only one to hear your cry forever, after all, you were his.

#kinktober #kinktober day 25 #kinktober 2023 #BTS #bangtan boys #yandere bts #yandere!bts #yandere bangtan boys #yandere jin #jin x reader #yandere jin x reader #yandere seokjin #yandere seokjin x reader #seokjin x reader #smut

[violet-1atte]

Kinktober Day Twenty-Five: Edgeplay - Seungmin/Felix

Tags: EDGEPLAY not edging, sex on a rooftop, slight exhibitionism, fear play, neither safe nor sane but it is consensual, dom!Seungmin, sub!Felix

AO3 Link

The building’s edge was cold and rough and the ground was no better. That was the first thought Seungmin had as he pushed Felix up against the cement railing. The second thought he had was, Holy shit. We’re a few feet away from death . And somehow that thought only made the arousal that had been pooling in his stomach on the entire ride there more intense. 

In front of him, Felix was shaking. His head was tilted back over the edge and all he would have to do was look to the side slightly and he would be looking down a straight drop. When Seungmin placed his hands on his hips, he practically vibrated in his touch. “It’s–it’s so far down,” Felix breathed. His voice sounded far-off, like the cars driving down below.

“I know. You definitely wouldn’t want to fall,” Seungmin said with a hum. “So make sure you stay put.” 

“I will, I will,” Felix said. He was still shaking like a leaf. 

Seungmin ran a soothing hand up and down his arm a couple of times. “If you’re really scared we don’t have to do this,” he said, his tone of voice softening. This had been a fantasy of theirs for a long time but he would throw it all away for Felix’s comfort. But Felix shook his head vehemently. 

“No, no, it’s okay,” he responded shakily. “It’s scary, but I like it. And I know you won’t let me fall.” Seungmin grinned and his gentle touches suddenly turned rougher. He pushed his body against Felix, trapping him against the rail so that his back arched over it slightly. Felix gasped and his hands shot out to cling to Seungmin’s wrists. 

“Seungmin!” he exclaimed, his eyes blown wide. Seungmin chuckled softly. 

“I thought you liked being scared?” he said with a teasing smirk. “Why don’t you look down, Lixie?” 

Felix gulped audibly and slowly turned his head to the side to look down. His breath caught in his throat and he felt Felix’s dick harden against him. “That turning you on? Knowing how dangerous it is for me to touch you like this here?” 

Felix bit his lip and his small hands tightened their grip on his wrists. “Y-yeah,” he muttered, just shy of a whisper. “Fuck, this is terrifying.” 

Seungmin nodded, a pleasant thrill going down his spine. “It really is,” he agreed. He shook Felix’s hands off him so that he could roam over his sides. “How do you want it?” he asked. “Should I fuck you like this? Push you up against the rail and push you a little further back with each thrust? Or should I have you turn around so you can look at the nice view?”

Felix shivered as he thought over his options. As he tried to decide, Seungmin took the opportunity to touch him. He began kissing his neck, switching between soft, chaste kisses, and open mouthed kisses with teeth and tongue that were sure to leave marks. Felix wiggled in his arms and he grinned as he slipped his hands under his shirt to feel his skin. Despite the cool air of the rooftop, Felix’s skin was hot. Seungmin traced over his waist and his abdomen with his fingertips and goosebumps erupted across his skin. “Come on, tell me what you want. Or I’ll decide for you,” he said, punctuating his words by sucking on the sensitive skin of Felix’s collarbone. 

“I-I’m trying ,” he whined in frustration. “But you’re distracting me.” 

“Am I?” Seungmin slid his hand up to Felix’s chest and brushed his thumb over his nipple. 

“ Hnng , yes!” Felix huffed and licked his lips. “I want you to…to fuck me from behind. I’m scared to look but I wanna brace myself and I–I wanna see how high up we are.” 

Seungmin smiled and pressed a kiss to Felix’s Adam's apple. “That sounds perfect to me, Lix.” He slid his hands down his chest to his waist again. “Turn around for me then, and arch your back,” he instructed. Felix nodded and swallowed thickly. Seungmin loosed his grip on him and he spun around, bracing himself against the wall on his forearms. He arched his back and pushed his ass outwards so that it pressed right against Seungmin’s crotch. 

A gust of wind whipped over the building and blew Felix’s blond hair around his face and ruffled his clothes. Another shiver wracked his body and Seungmin took that moment to tug his pants underneath his ass. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so all it took was a single tug to have him completely bare. “ Oh ,” Felix sighed as Seungmin grabbed his cheeks and spread them apart. A small gem from the plug in his hole sparkled in the late afternoon light. Seungmin pulled it out a little Felix inhaled sharply. 

“Aaahh , Seungmin, don’t tease,” Felix pleaded. A car horn honked in the distance below them and the wind picked up even more. 

“Sorry, hyung, you’re just too cute not to tease,” Seungmin said sweetly. He pushed the plug back inside of him just to watch him squirm but then pulled it all the way out. He tossed it somewhere off to the side–they would probably not be using that again–and licked his lips as he watched the lube drip from Felix’s hole. “You’re so fucking pretty. Even your hole is pretty.” 

“ Seungmin ,” Felix groaned. 

“Shh, you’re gonna be fine,” Seungmin soothed. He knew he couldn’t drag this out for too much longer though because he didn’t want someone to come up and find them or for someone from down below to see them. 

He pressed a couple fingers into Felix’s hole just to see if he was truly stretched enough. Felix’s rim was loose around him but he still writhed at the intrusion. “Please. Want you to fuck me over the edge already, Minnie. Take care of me.” 

Seungmin gritted his teeth and pulled his fingers out. “I love it when you get so needy, hyung. Your voice always gets so high.” He unzipped his pants and pulled them down as quickly as he could so that he could free his cock. He was aching and leaking, probably harder than he had been in a long time. And Felix looked so pretty, pressed up against the edge of the building, still shaking from need and from the prospect of the danger they were putting themselves in. 

He grabbed a condom out of his pocket and rolled it over his length before he lined himself up. He carefully pushed the tip past his rim and clenched his jaw as his tight heat enveloped him. Felix dropped his head and moaned softly. Seungmin grabbed his hips to make pushing into him easier, and before long, he was pressed all the way to the hilt. Felix’s chest heaved as he took a deep breath and he licked his lips before looking back. “M-move, Seungmin.” 

Seungmin wasn’t one to take orders, but who could deny Felix when he looked like that? He certainly couldn’t. So he pulled out until just the tip of his cock was left inside Felix and then shoved back inside. The first thrust punched an airy moan out of Felix and that seemed to open the floodgates to an endless stream of sounds as Seungmin began to thrust into him for real, quickly picking up his pace. 

His thrusts were hard enough that Felix was pushed forward and forced to grab onto the wall as his chest slid over the top. He had a perfect view of the high drop, and even Seungmin could see it from this point. Cars speeding by on the city street down below, tiny figures of people walking along the sidewalk, looking more like ants than human beings. All blissfully unaware of the fact that Felix was getting stuffed full by Seungmin’s cock and fucked senseless. 

“Oh fuck,” Felix gasped as his hands slipped a little and he fell forward. Seungmin still had his hands planted firmly on his hips and his feet were on the ground so he didn’t really have much of a risk of actually falling, but the slip up still made Seungmin’s heart leap into his throat and he could feel Felix beginning to shake again. 

“You–you okay?” he asked and Felix nodded. 

“Yes, I’m good, ‘s good, keep going. I like it, I– ahhh –I love it,” he moaned, clenching around Seungmin. “Scare me–make me feel like I’m gonna fall. You’ll catch me right?” 

A groan rumbled in Seungmin’s throat and he leaned forward, wrapping his arm around Felix’s waist. He pressed his chest up against Felix’s back and began snapping his hips relentlessly. Felix moaned loudly and went limp in his hold. The wind whipped around them and Seungmin felt chills go down his spine as he pressed Felix to the railing and got a chance to look over. They were so high up. The adrenaline rushing through Seungmin’s blood turned to pleasure in his stomach and buried his face against Felix’s neck. 

“I’m gonna come soon,” he mumbled against him and Felix moaned. 

“M-me too,” he stuttered. “I’m so close, fuck me, fuck me harder.” 

Seungmin easily complied, putting all his energy into fucking Felix as hard as he could.  They would both be sore and stiff from the wind on top of the building and from the exertion but it would be worth it. 

When Felix practically sobbed, Seungmin knew he had started to hit his prostate. And Felix didn’t even need to touch himself this time to come. The rush of being so close to such a dangerous, deadly drop, and Seungmin fucking him so well made the arousal in his stomach unravel and after only a few hits against his prostate, he came with a shout. If the wind hadn’t been so loud, anyone could have heard them. His grip on the wall slipped as he orgasmed and he went limp, half of his chest hanging over the edge. Seungmin held him tight but didn’t pull him back as he finished off himself, spilling into the condom with a low groan soon after Felix came. 

Felix was still shaking even as Seungmin pulled out and turned him around so he could hold him closer. He ran a hand through his hair and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Are you okay? Was that good?” he asked gently. 

Felix hummed softly and nodded. “Yes, it was perfect. So, so scary but I loved it. I’m glad we finally got to do it. Another item crossed off the bucket list.” He giggled and Seungmin huffed out a laugh. 

“You’re right. What’s next?” 

Felix tapped his chin. “Hm…fucking a tentacle monster on the beach.” 

Seungmin cringed. “That’s not even possible though.” 

“You never know,” Felix said with a shrug. “I’ve heard some tales of pirates in the past…Ever heard the story of the Stray Compass ?” 

Seungmin rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever, Maybe you’ll get your tentacle sex on the beach.” He went over and picked up the plug he’d tossed early with a grimace. “I’ll drive you back to your place?” 

Felix nodded. “Yeah, sounds good. I’ll see you at the club on Friday?”

Seungmin nodded with a soft smile. “Yep, you know where I’ll be.” 

Felix hummed and wrapped his arm around Seungmin as they walked toward the elevator to head down to his car. “You know, you really are the best dom I could ask for.” 

Seungmin felt himself blushed but schooled his expression. “Thanks I–I’m glad you think so. I’m definitely a lucky dom.” Felix smiled brightly up at him. It was so, so bright. 

“That you are. But I’m the luckiest sub.”

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[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 25: Sex Slave(You Send Me)

warnings/kinks: smut, semi-public fucking, threesome, spit-roasting, sex slave, being used as a fuck toy pairings: Hokage!Naruto Uzumaki x Fem!Reader x Sasuke Uchiha word count: 0.8k tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower

You kneel in front of him, and he chuckles darkly. You’ve never known him to be like this, but it excited you. You’ve known the Hokage for years now, but when he offered you this little position, you knew you couldn’t say no. 

It was actually Sasuke who mentioned it to Naruto, and from there Naruto decided to ask you about this. You were going to be his little cocksleeve if you said yes. Sasuke had always found you so appealing, so he knew he could have the best of both worlds if he were to pitch the idea to him. And Naruto was so happy when you said yes to being his little plaything.

“Hokage’s need something to keep them occupied after a war,” 

That had been the words that Sasuke used to convince you. And here you are, kneeling in front of the Hokage. He’s sporting an already big tent in his pants, so you know better than to sit idly by. You crawl over to him and you begin caressing him through his pants. The tip of his cock throbs slightly as more of his precum stains his pants.

“Go on,” Naruto coaxes, “suck my cock.”

That’s all you need to hear to begin. He lifts his hips to help you pull down his pants and his boxers. The thick girth slaps against his abdomen, making your mouth water. The tip is red and leaking, and the precum tastes so good when you finally take him into your mouth. It doesn’t take long for Naruto to tangle his fingers in your hair and start fucking your face.

“You’ve got a good little mouth for a sex slave,”

You moan in response, which makes him shudder. You allow him to fuck your mouth for a little while, only being able to breathe through your nose. What surprises you is the hand on your backside. It pushes up your dress and rips off your panties. You moan around Naruto’s cock again, and you can see the dazed look in his eyes. 

“Sasuke,” Naruto moans. “She’s perfect.”

Sasuke laughs before he leans down to spit on your tight hole. He’s been wanting to fuck you for so long, and now that you’ve agreed to be the Hokage’s little plaything, he knows he can have a taste whenever he wants. It’s going to be perfect like this. It allows him to have both of his favorite people so close to him.

“She is perfect,”

You can hardly make sense of anything that is going on. Sasuke uses his fingers to smear the saliva onto your folds and your swollen clit. He teases you, making you moan and choke on Naruto’s thick cock. He loves that you’re so submissive for both of them. It’s almost like you've been wanting this for so damn long. Maybe as long as he has wanted it.

Naruto pulls you off of his cock, “Are you happy with yourself, you little cockslut?” 

“Yes! Please, I need more.”

Naruto and Sasuke exchange looks. You’re so much more submissive than they thought you were. But neither of them would start complaining right now. It was so hot to see you act like this. It’s like you’ve been craving them for so long. Sasuke feels his cock throbbing in his pants and he takes a moment to pull it out. The tip prods your tight hole, making you squirm to feel more of it dragging against your spongy walls.

He spanks you, “Be patient. You are our little sex slave, don’t forget your place.”

Naruto laughs, “She’ll be good. I’ll just shut her up if she begins mouthing off.”

You don’t dare mouth off. You know you’ll regret it if you get way too mouthy. They could easily leave you here unsatisfied. And that would absolutely ruin you. For the first time, you have the chance to have both of your long time crushes use your little holes. You know it could be a short affair and they both could get so bored of you, but you’re hoping you’ll belong to them forever.

Cries are ripped from your throat as Sasuke slams into you. Naruto chuckles at your cute little reaction. You’re so easy to manipulate, he realizes. Then he pushes you back down onto his cock, making you choke and sputter. It’s not long before they begin competing with one another, thrusting faster and faster.

Meanwhile, you can barely breathe. Your knees are sore from kneeling so much, but it makes everything so much more intense this way. Every nerve in your body is on fire, making you whine at every move they make. Sasuke’s cock keeps slamming against your sweet spot, making you see stars.

“I told you, Naruto.” Sasuke grunts. “She’d make the best little sex slave.”

#bacon.writes #kinktober 2022 #kinktober day 25 #naruto uzumaki #naruto uzumaki x you #naruto uzumaki x reader #naruto uzumaki x y/n #naruto x you #naruto x reader #naruto x y/n #sasuke uchiha x you #sasuke uchiha #sasuke uchiha x reader #sasuke uchiha x y/n #naruto x you x sasuke #naruto uzumaki x you x sasuke uchiha

[phoenixtakaramono]

Sugar Baby AU Threadfic - Part I

(You can read it here!)

Out of Context Previews for this Update:

Also as an FYI:

#Sugar Baby AU threadfic #butchlander #billy butcher x homelander #billy butcher #homelander #in honor of kinktober I shall do my best to update this threadfic #the bird app is not letting me update 25 twts in one go & I was afraid if my laptop was gonna unexpectedly restart on me #so to be safe you can have these first 50 tweets that I had unsaved on my laptop screen & extended monitor screen #knowing me it was possible I might accidentally click away & lose all I’d typed so I figured it’s better to just tweet #the first 50 of ‘em as a 🔞 Part I

[makur0]

Day 25 - Power Struggle [jun sazanami x gn! reader]

content warnings - nsfw, mdni. 69, name-calling

word count - 362

It’s always a challenge between the two of you.

When people would discreetly ask which one was the dominant one in the relationship... well, you were still trying to figure it out.

Both you and Jun wanted to dominate each other, to have the other submit to you. Entirely. Forget about the sessions where it was awkward switching in between. It was time to settle this now.

“Yer goin’ to cum first, I betcha,” Jun spat out, biting back a moan as you deepthroated him out of spite. In response to that he pressed his mouth against your own sex, humming loudly to stimulate you off of the vibrations. 

You mentally cursed in his head, the pleasure fogging your mind. You wanted to win this so bad, but it just felt too fucking good...

No, you couldn’t give up just yet. You shoved Jun’s length down your throat again, your hands fondling his balls. Smirking as you saw his hips jolt, you quickened your pace.

Jun’s eyes rolled to his skull, faltering at his pace on you. Jesus Christ, since when were you so good at this? Of course when he wins, he’s going have to do this to him more often.

The air was tense around you two, trying to get the other to break their facade and finally come. You weren’t sure about Jun, but you were sure that you couldn’t keep this up any longer. Maybe it would have been a different story of how much you could take, but being forbidden to come with such stimulation pushing you to the edge was really, too much.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

You realeased your grip from Jun’s cock, moaning loudly as you came. The male’s eyes sparkled with unhinged pride as he tasted your juices on your tongue. Gotcha.

He flipped you onto the mattress, a shit-eating grin on his face as he climbed over you. “I guess I’m the winner, huh?”

“Shut up,” You groaned, rolling his eyes. “You just have a higher tolerance than me.”

“Doesn’t matter,” He said snarkily, sitting up. “Now that that’s done, ‘m gonna fuck you until you know your place.”

“...Fuck you.”

#enstars #ensemble stars #enstars smut #ensemble stars smut #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #kinktober #day 25 #jun sazanami #jun sazanami x reader #jun sazanami smut

[suzy-queued]

Day 25: Biting

Prompt List | AO3 gallery | @gallavichthings

Chomp!

#kinktober 2022 #ian x mickey #gallavich #day 25 #fan art

[vampirefest]

#vfkinktober2023 #day 25 #kinktober 2023 #iwtv #interview with the vampire #the vampire chronicles #tvc #vc #vampire chronicles #fandom event #fanart #fanfiction #writing event #prompt event #writing prompt #prompt list #anne rice #amc iwtv #iwtv amc #loustat #loumand #devil's minion

[gallawitchxx]

yoooo, this might be my new favorite drabble i've ever written? we shall seeeee, but shit, i'm happy with it & emotional about it! however, if you like your biting with a little less angst & a little more mickey's thighs, then you'll love "really? again?" by @doodlevich & @camnoelgallavich written for last kinktober!

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day 25: biting for kinktober 2022 by @gallavichthings

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Ian’s teeth sink into the skin above your heart, threatening to sever the misspelled letters of his name. 

It’s painful, you’ll admit that much, but it will never even come close to how it felt to break that tender flesh the first time; when you repeatedly needled your delusional devotion until your outsides dripped what your insides screamed.

Ian’s tongue swipes across the first wedding ring you ever wore, a ragged exhale giving away just how much he craves and needs this too.

“I love you, Mickey,” he promises.

You say it back, but the evidence is already overwhelmingly clear.

#pspsps ao3 user gallavich_wincest -- if you're reading this i def thought about your headcanon/prompt re: mickey's tattoo #i'm sure that's obvious to you but just in case #can't wait to explore further one day! #also this might be continued in a couple of days #we'll seeeeee #day 25 #catch up by clicking this tag -> #dirty drabbles #all drabbles all 100 words all experimental #no plans just fun 🖤👻 #shameless #shameless fanfiction #gallavich kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 #ian x mickey #bee writes 🐝 ✍🏼

[samanddean76]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Sam Winchester Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Original Child Character(s) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Kinktober Prompt: Mpreg, Mpreg, Alpha Sam Winchester, Omega Castiel (Supernatural), Teacher Sam Winchester, Student Castiel (Supernatural), First Time, Mating, Bonding, first heat, Sam is 25 Castiel is 18, Sastiel - Freeform, Knotting Series: Part 25 of SPN Kinktober 2023 Summary:

Castiel is an Omega going into his first heat. He fervently hopes that his Literature teacher, Mr. Sam Winchester will want to become his Alpha. And that soon they will be able to grow their little family.

@spnkinkevents  SPNKinktober2023  @spnrareships  #spnslashweek2023

#sastiel #@spnkinkevents #spnkinktober2023 #@spnrareships #spnslashweek2023 #kinktober prompts #mpreg #a/b/o au #a/b/o dynamics #alpha sam winchester #omega castiel #teacher sam winchester #student castiel #first time #mating #first heat #Sam is 25 & Castiel is 18 #spn #supernatural #ao3 fanfic #archive of our own

[schmem14]

Day 25: Portkey

Draco leaves his dildo on the wall of the shower... he hopes his new flatmate finds it and uses it. Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter CW: Inappropriate Use of Portkey, Exhibitionism Rating: E

written for @hpkinktober

#HP Kinktober 2023 #Day 25 #Portkey #Drarry #Draco x Harry #Draco Malfoy #Harry Potter

[gray-wednesday]

Chapters: 25/31 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con Additional Tags: Weight Gain, feedist kinktober, feedist kinktober 2023, Established Relationship, Stuffing, Kidnapping, Art, Magic Weight Gain, Rapid weight gain, secret feeding, Faerie shenanigans, Pie Eating Contest, Full Shift Werewolves, made up werewolf courting tactics, Dragons, Creepy Dolls, Vampires, dubcon, masquerade balls, Bakery, Hypnosis, except I don't know how hypnosis works, Sick Character, but like it's a cold, they'll live Summary:

My writing for @fatguarddog's Feedist Kinktober prompts found here on tumblr! I'm choosing which prompt to write as the days go by, so the prompt chosen will be the title for each chapter. Wish me luck, I'm going to try to make something every day~

Prompts completed: Contrast 🔳, Siren Song 🧜‍♀️, Stalker 🔪, Marshmallow 🤍, Witch’s Brew 🔮, To Bursting 🔴, Devilish 😈, Threshold 🚫, Leather 👢, Discovery 🔍, Forbidden Fruit 🍑, Ghost 👻, Tentacles 🐙, Painting 🎨, Werewolf 🐺, Discount Candy 🍬, Adventure ⛰️, Lost Doll 👧, Control 👊, Bloodsucker 🩸, Temptation 💦, Lace 👙, Hypnosis 🌀, Heavenly 😇, Old Costume 👯

25: Old Costume 👯

#Feedist kinktober #my art #fat art #25

[minhosimthings]

I would honestly love to participate in Kinktober but my fetus ass cannot do shit for smut. Like I've written only two smut drabbles until now and yeah I don't like them that much (even thought for some reason they're really popular on this shitpost of a blog?).

#kinktober #yeah this is gonna be the death of me #Its day one and im already so riled up #fuck what will happen on october 25? #its Minho's bday #mona's sessions #bye bye now

[damnthelust]

25 with my favorite demon duo Danti please!

I got you!

#day 25 is out! #danti #kinktober list #kinktober

[thecandywrites]

Kinktober Day 25- Threesome/Moresome

Ok, so opposite end of the spectrum from Day 24 about Chastity Cages as far as Micro-mermaids because mating balls, aka orgies are a norm for breeding anyway. And what better way to show the other end of the spectrum than middle gens as opposed to last gen/first gens.

So this is basically smut but with lots of feelings.

A million thanks to @starsandskies for her kinktober prompts that yes, I know it's now practically middle of November. But damn it. I will do all of these. ALL. OF. THEM. Even if it takes me till Dec-fucking-ember.

Kinktober Day - Threesome/Moresome

Micro- Mermaid Mating Ball

Big Daddy and Skinny Daddy

Echonah, Aurorahanna, and Omega. 

“Ok guys, here are some mating gifts to choose from.” Vivian offered as she dumped a bag of assorted little shells and beads and little trinkets in a huge line down the tank’s bottom as you and your siblings eagerly gathered everything you thought would appeal to a mate as a courting gift. 

You and your siblings were at the last adolescence stage before you were all considered full fledged adults. And you and your siblings were middle batched. Of only 53 eggs that were laid, successfully hatched and raised by your parents. It was considered your parent’s true middle batches. It had 27 males and 26 females. Which was normal. Most middle batches were split 50/50 males vs females plus or minus 1-3 for either side. 

You had all spent the whole day yesterday knitting a whole quilt’s worth of patches with your individual names knitted right into the patch like square- they were to accompany all the gifts you were currently collecting to appeal to a future mate. Although the prettiest of the beads usually were quickly snatched to go into your hair as decoration to also decorate your seashell bras that you and your sisters were just now finishing budding breasts to fill. Some of your sisters actually had to be on their second and third bra by now because their breasts kept growing and overflowing the previous shell bras while others had yet to even fill their first ones. 

You were grateful to be in the middle. You filled your seashell bra nicely and to the point you had decent cleavage but not to the point that you needed to remake it and redo it. 

Once every mini pocket you had weaved into your own bag was filled with a gift and a patch you swam around the pile as did your siblings, all of you making sure you didn’t miss anything special or anything useful before you found a shard that looked like a perfect match to the three you were already wearing. 

You wore one on a lanyard around your neck to keep for personal protection and you had two more on a special belt around your hips that you hoped would be the perfect gift for your potential mate once you went through the preliminary courting phase where you met everyone in the tank and got to hand pick who appealed the most to you. But this would match with your first shard so now you had two sets before you saw yet another set and without thinking, took those with you too as you quickly spun your seasilk about the handles so that the shards themselves resembled stone age weapons but the seasilk would keep your hand and the hands of your potential mate from cutting themselves on the shards.  

Once everyone had thoroughly picked through everything, you all simply sat and continued to eat and talk about what kind of mate you would hopefully find in the mating tank. 

“So what are you looking for Aura?” Your brother Luray asked. 

“Just…someone balanced. He doesn’t need to be the biggest micro in the tank and he doesn’t need to be the smartest. But, just balanced between the two.” You shrugged. 

“What about you?” You asked him. 

“The same. She doesn’t have to be the prettiest or the most well endowed or the smartest, but just, something in the middle. A good balance.” He answered. 

“Well, I hope we all find what we’re looking for, but especially you.” You offered to your favorite brother who incubated and hatched right alongside you as you hugged his arm and laid your head on his shoulder as you both basked in the special sunlamp to digest what you had eaten while also keeping your bags close for when the net would be brought in to take you and your siblings to the mating tank. 

And sure enough, only several minutes later, the special container meant to house all of you and your siblings were put in as you all said your last goodbyes to your parents before you all eagerly and happily swam into the net and hung onto each other before the container was tilted up right and pulled out of your parents tank before it was carried over to the large mating tank where two huge swordfish were already hanging in there as you could see all the males gravitate to one while all the females gravitated to the other. 

But since you and your clutch mates had already eaten, you instead made the priority to find good nesting sites as you found the perfect one and immediately claimed it by hanging the curtain with your name knitted large and wide across it was put across the top as you put that over the opening but no sooner had you done so before another male came over. 

“Dang it, I knew I should have claimed this when I saw it.” He snapped his fingers as you could tell by his tone he wasn’t angry but still playfully disappointed. 

“Sorry, you snooze, you lose.” You called out with a laugh from behind the curtain as you were still putting it in place. 

“Well it’s not a complete loss, at least this one is similar.” He said as he claimed the one immediately next to it as you looked over to see a very skinny, scrawny male immediately try to claim that one by using his seasilk to make a bigger curtain outline that what he had previously woven before. Like a spider, spinning a web, he slowly knitted the top of it before he knitted more of the edges to the others to at least try to claim the space as his own but you could see when he would be done, it would be perfect and custom made just for the opening as you admired his ingenuity. Maybe he just needed to be fed better. 

“So did you try to save all the food for your sisters?” You asked as you used one of the edges that was between your nest site and his because the space shared a little space that both of you could easily swim through to get from his site to yours as you used your own patch to help knit the corner over to where he had it as you marvelled at the silky softness of his own silk. This was finer than even your own. And it was downright gorgeous. He had to be the prettiest micro you had ever seen, just on the skinny side.

“No, I’m just the runt of my clutch. I’ve always been small and skinny. No matter how much my siblings tried to feed me to help me catch up. I can eat more than any of my clutchmates can, I eat until my stomach pouches out like I’m the female with an egg laden pouch but my stomach only stays that way for a little bit and quickly enough my stomach finishes it off and by morning, or even only a few hours later, I’ve already digested it and passed it and ravenous for more food. But, I’m still just always thin. I guess I just have a high metabolism. I still digest all the food but my body just does so very quickly.” He answered. 

“Oh, I see.” You nodded once you finished and moved onto the next one to help him continue trying to claim the space as his own. 

“I’ve already been labeled in the system as a high metabolism runt anyway and I’m being tested to see if I have hyperthyroidism among other things.” He grunted as you realized that while he was rather skinny, the muscle he did have- while it didn’t have bulk, was just as strong as any other you supposed. He just didn’t have a lot of excess fat on his body or more bulk to his perfectly strong body. 

“Do you feel sick?” You asked thoughtfully. 

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve just always been this way. I’ve just learned to live with it. But I wanted the best nesting site in the tank just to try to show I’m not a bad mate, or a bad choice for a mate, I’m just…small. And my siblings gave me all the prettiest gifts just to make up for it. But…” He grunted in frustration as he finally finished that corner before he came to see that you had used your own patches down the side to attach that whole side to where he had laid the anchor seasilk strand. 

“Oh Aurorahana, you didn’t have to use your own patches to help me.” He tried to say as he saw the way they were knitted into place and appreciated how you had done so but you saw the reverent way he touched the patches themselves as he traced your name. 

“But I wanted to. So I did.” You grinned. 

“Thank you.” He thanked you earnestly. 

“You’re welcome Echonah.” You offered since his name was already weaved into the curtain. 

“But your patches are able to be seen from the outside, the other males will think you’re already paired with me.” He realized. 

“So? Tell you what, if you find another mate, you can replace her patches with mine or you can weave another layer of seasilk over it if you’d prefer. But if not. Then let me be the first to offer you a courting gift.” You offered before you took the belt around your hips and put it around his waist before you had to cinch it smaller since his waist was smaller than your own but he just hugged you and started crying. 

“Thank you so much. I was so scared. I thought every girl in here would take one look at my body and write me off and I’d have to go into singles or something.” He cried into the crux of your neck and shoulder.

You hugged him just as tightly as he was hugging you as your back cracked, but in a good way as you comforted him. He was as long as you but half your size. It was like he was still prepubescent or something but he still smelled full grown and fully mature and otherwise his facial features showed he was an adult. Just a skinny one. Which didn’t bother you at all. He was obviously self conscious about it, but sensitive and sweet otherwise. And you were sure that whatever was wrong with him, was fixed, he’d be just fine in no time. 

“So you don’t have an owner yet?” You asked as you pet down his head and back as he seemed to relax and melt into the soft corals were you two were laying, side by side on the little space between his nest site and yours. 

“No. All of my siblings do already. Ethel was going to hold me back into the micro-long term care tanks until the tests come back. But I don’t know if anyone will be willing to take me on if whatever might be wrong with me, costs a lot in medication. So chances are, I’ll either be a charity case or stay here at the center. And I’ve always been terrified I’d be culled because I wasn’t worth the investment in my care.” He confessed. 

“Oh poor Echonah. I’m so sorry you’ve felt that way and had to carry that mental burden. That’s not right or fair. Maybe it’s the stress from all that, that’s made this worse. But I’m sure once they have an answer and get you the care and attention and even medications that you need, you’ll be fine. It’s going to be ok. I’m sure it will be.” You reassured him. 

“But I hate to drag you down either. I don’t want you to feel like I’m keeping you from finding a better mate.” Echonah admitted before you kissed him sweetly. 

“Hush, stop that. All I wanted in a mate was someone who liked me for me. I’m not anything too special myself. And if you need extra help, then you need extra help. I’m sure if our positions were reversed, you’d probably be doing the same thing right? You wouldn’t look at a super skinny girl and think that she’s a lost cause would you?” You asked. 

“No.” He shook his head. 

“Well I don’t think you’re a lost cause either. You’re sweet and kind and caring. And that’s all I was looking for, was the personality. The body doesn’t matter much to me, even if that body needs extra care.” You reassured him before he used surprising strength to pin you down into the soft corals to kiss you and kiss you like a micro-merman starved as you practically melted into place. 

“You need these, and these and these.” He finally pulled himself away to get into his own bag and pulled out the most gorgeous pearl jewelry you had ever seen in your life, a choker, a necklace, a belt, arm bands and bracelets. 

“Oh my goodness.” You couldn’t help but giggle in delight as you were now more decked out in jewelry than you thought you’d ever be as you noticed that the seasilk used to make it was especially fine and silky and beautiful and looked like it had an iridescence too before you looked over at the half hung curtain and realized it was made from the same. 

“Is this your seasilk?” You asked. 

“Yeah, it’s really thin.” His shoulders rose in a little anxiety. 

“It’s gorgeous and really soft. You could probably make seasilk lace with it. And your owner could sell that for a fortune. 

“But I don’t know the patterns for it.” He admitted. 

“Then I’ll show you. But first we need to put up the rest of your curtain. So here. Use these for the rest of the border, I’ll go get us some lunch while you do.” You offered as you gave him a huge stack of your patches to use. 

“Thank you, Aurorahanna.” He thankfully took them. 

“Aura, just call me Aura, only my parents used my full name when I was in trouble.” You reassured him before you emptied your bag into the little cubby that was there as you offered anything and everything in it to him if he wanted any of it, but he insisted that the patches were already more than he could have ever hoped for before you left and used your spare set of daggers on another belt and put it under the belt that the pearls were on before you kissed him sweetly goodbye before you would leave to get him some brain or eyeballs from the head of that swordfish. 

“Ok, you can call me Echo for short then too, please be safe Aura.” He offered as he was happy and you could tell, practically love drunk just kissing you softly yet earnestly all the same. 

“You too, when you’re done, we’ll work on taking down this excess soft coral between your nest and mine so that it’s all one big nest, how’s that?” You offered. 

“You got it.” He reassured you. 

“Hey, have you ever had eyeballs or brains before?” You asked him. 

“No.” He shook his head no. 

“Oh they’re the most nutritious and fattiest parts of any animal, especially fish. So I’ll go get you some and I’ll try to wrap it in regular flesh just in case it doesn’t taste too good.” You offered. 

“I will eat anything you give me, I trust you.” Echo reassured you. 

“And I trust you.” You reassured him before you left and nearly got swarmed and bombarded by Echo’s sisters who recognized their brothers handiwork. 

“Oh may all the gods bless you, thank you so much for choosing Echonah, we were so worried about him! Thank you so much. We know he’s skinny but he’s the best possible mate as far as personality goes.” They all thanked you, as you could tell he was very beloved among his sisters at least as they were obviously very worried about him as his sisters were probably the prettiest girls in the tank. 

“You’re welcome. He’s great and you’re right about the personality part. He just needs extra care. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Actually I need help. Has he ever had an eyeball or brain or even liver or anything like that?” You asked them. 

“I don’t think so, those things usually don’t taste the best though.” They frowned.

“Well they’re the most nutritious parts of a fish. Can you help me harvest those on these fish for him? And perhaps the neck and throat and belly too since those are usually the best and fattiest meat on the fish too?” You asked hopefully.  

“For Echo and his mate? Anything.” They readily assured you as they all swam and helped you harvest the eyeballs at least from the girl’s swordfish since such things were already harvested from the boy’s already. So the girl’s swordfish was the only one available that was left. So all of you worked together to get the two eyeballs too. As well as all the throat and belly meat and liver and put them in their own bags which were actually on the small side. 

“So why are your courting gift bags so small?” You asked them. 

“We all agreed that until Echo got paired up, we wouldn’t pair up. And therefore didn’t think many would be interested in us once they saw him and think we’d have sons just like him.” They admitted. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry you’ve all felt that way. I take it, all of you are protective of him?” You asked. 

“Yeah, he’s our littlest brother and our big brothers teased him relentlessly that he’d be culled every time the employees would come to feed us so Echo would hide in the nest actually. And it made us really angry and really upset that they did that.” They all admitted. 

“Well point your other brothers out to me so that none of my sisters choose them.” You offered. 

“Only if you’ll do the same but for the opposite reason. Are your brothers as nice and sweet and caring as you?” They asked hopefully.  

“Well I guess so. Granted we didn’t have any runts or anything like that in our clutch. But my parents taught them to be good partners, both protective, yet caring, thoughtful, sensitive and helpful and to be very involved fathers and while they used to roughhouse a lot, they were never mean or cruel or anything like that.” You answered. 

“Can you please point them out to us?” They asked. 

“Of course, especially, once we get to this brain and give it to Echo, I’ll bring you all around to them, hopefully they’re still single.” You offered as you used your biggest dagger like a spike and a piece of gravel like a hammer to widen the entrance from the cord that connected the eyeballs to the brain that you had hollowed out as you sat in the now empty eye socket to do so with your bag with the eyeballs bulging from the bag and hanging from your tail as you used the bracelets to tie up your hair at least to keep it out of your face while you worked before there was an audible crack as the skull itself broke and the skull broke apart and revealed that sweet, fatty brain to you as you carved as much out of it as you could and put it in your bag. 

“Here, try. Tell me what you think.” You offered as you took the first hunk and sliced it up into bite sized pieces and passed them around as they looked unsure at first but once they took a tentative bite, then they practically inhaled it. 

“It’s so good! Like pure fat but better!” They all realized. 

“Yup. My father always fed my mother the liver, the eyeballs, the brains and the throats and bellies because he said those were the best parts and that my mother deserved the best because she’s the one who laid all the eggs and needed the extra nutrition from those parts.” You answered before they all awwed in adoration. 

“Ok, I will need help carting more of this back to Echo, could you please help me?” You asked before they all were eager to get a hunk of brain into their own bags for their brother along with the best pieces of the fish for him too while others got pieces of the leanest parts just in case it was too fatty for his taste buds too. 

“Oh sweet you got the brains!” A huge micro-merman praised when he heard the crack and came over to investigate as he had already devoured those parts from the skull of the boy’s fish himself and was coming over to feast on the girl’s one, thinking such delicacies would be overlooked and ignored. 

He was, at least five times the size of Echo. He was big, fat, but hulking practically. His fat overflowed most of his features actually. But you supposed he was kind of cute, in his own way.

“She did! Are you a brother of hers?” Echo’s sisters answered brightly before you paused and looked out at him curiously as you could see the fat practically dissolve off of him as he smelled like he had been practically rolling in brains himself. 

“Nope, no relation, at least that I know of.” You informed them. 

“Oh.” They nodded before they turned away from him to eagerly keep getting the hunks of brain you were slicing into as more and more of your body could fit into the brain’s compartment before you were able to carve out a space just for you in the skull itself and drop off hunks into the eye socket as his sisters took turns getting the hunks for Echo. 

“So I take it you’re introducing these lovely ladies to the best parts of the fish?” He guessed as he addressed you. 

“Yes, in a way. I'm harvesting them for my mate who needs them and these are my mate's sisters who are worried about him. My father always said these were the best parts and always gave them to my mother since producing and laying eggs was always the hardest on her body and he always wanted to make sure she was full and healthy whenever we ate and taught all of my brothers that the best way to take care of a mate was always offer the best of everything to her.” You beamed happily. 

“So when she’s done harvesting all of this for our brother, who needs this, she’s introducing us to her brothers.” Echo’s sisters told the newcomer before they closed in around the socket to take the new hunks of brain you were putting there. 

“Oh.” He said as he flushed and self consciously swiped the fatty residue off of his own arms and chest and dug into his chins to get the rest. 

“Mega!” Another micro-mermaid said as she came over to him and took refuge behind him. 

“Can you please tell this man to get lost? He won’t take my 'no' for an answer.” She pleaded with her biggest brother as Echo’s sisters were mortified that it was one of their other brothers. 

“That’s one of our brothers, Azal.” The closest sister muttered to you as they all glared at their brother. 

“You heard her! She said no! So go be a fish dick somewhere else!” Echo’s sisters yelled at him as they shoved him away themselves.  

“Oh shut up and go coddle Echo, wherever that runt is hiding out so he doesn’t get culled.” Azal sneered at them. 

You growled before you swam out of that skull and outright attacked him. 

“You blatant disrespectful bastard!” You screamed as you used the piece of gravel to hit him in the head repeatedly as Mega and his sister were stunned and Mega practically was ready to propose for that display of aggression and clearly - self defense. 

“Do you really think anyone gives a piece of fish shit what you- sea cucumber brained idiot thinks?!” You hollered as your brothers recognized your yell and came over to see you beating this guy before they intervened before you actually slit his throat or stabbed him to death. 

“Woah, woah, woah, Aurorahanna, woah. Easy!” Lauray said as he gently restrained you to keep from actually killing this bastard. 

“What did he do to you?” Your brothers asked worriedly as they checked you over for injuries but didn’t see any while Azal’s brothers came to make sure he was ok before they recognized the jewelry you were wearing and immediately connected the dots as to why and how you were wearing it. 

“Oh you dumb bitch! Really? You’re really going to fall for the most pathetic micro in the tank?” Azal’s brother’s taunted you. 

“Woah!” All your brothers were outright offended that you’d be insulted and were ready to beat this guy’s fins into the gravel. 

“He is not pathetic!” You and his sisters screamed angrily in unison. 

“He is sick and needs more medical attention than your tiny little sea cucumber brain can comprehend. He is already a hundred times the man you are. You’re his brother! You should be a good big brother and look out for him rather than make fun of him and scare him to death his whole life! The lot of you should be ashamed of yourselves! What? Your parents loved and cared for him more than they ever cared for you so you felt the need to take that out on him? Are all of you that petty in your jealousy?” You taunted right back just as angrily and just as defiantly as your brothers had to hold you back from actually finishing him off. 

“And your parents are so inbred that you and all of your siblings are stupid enough to dump your backwater genetics into deadends?” They taunted right back before Mega’s brothers who were only slightly smaller than himself came over to see you, covered in another micro’s blood and being held back by other males as it appeared you just beat the shit out of another micro but had overheard the exchange and came over to curiously investigate.

“Oh you motherfucker!” You wriggled out of your brother’s hold to throw your dagger at him and it lodged into his shoulder, but missed his heart as he screamed in pain and agony. 

“You psycho bitch!” Azlar’s brothers yelled before Mega’s brothers came between you and Azlar and his brothers. 

“Hey, you disrespected her and you disrespected her family. You got what you deserved.” They insisted as they surrounded Azlar and his brothers before Mega came and dislodged your dager, but not before twisting it and moving it around until he looked like a sea urchin spike had lodged itself into his shoulder. 

“Get lost and quit giving her and her family trouble or I will have no problems hunting each one of you tonight myself and handing your heads over to her for insulting her and her honor and her family’s honor.” Mega snarled before Azlar and his brothers slinked away before Mega handed you your blade back. 

“Are all your sisters like you?” Mega asked. 

“Yeah. Each one feistier than the last.” Lauray laughed as he gestured to where they had come to see what was going on. 

“And these are my brothers.” You told Echo’s sisters as well as all of Mega’s sisters eagerly began to take up with your brothers too as the two groups immediately started chatted each other up and began to immediately try to pair up before the sisters came and oohed and awed at the “curtain” Echo had made with all your patches as they dropped off all the food you had collected as Mega hung back to see what micro had captured the heart of the greatest female in the tank.

He could only smile bittersweetly to see the little scrawny, but otherwise very handsome guy. But you had been right. He did look sickly skinny but really nice and the smiles of adoration between the two of you made his heart twist and ache. Because the way you were with Echonah was what he had wanted for himself.

But seeing as how none of your sisters were left, he felt like he had missed his chance as every other micro female he looked out at just didn’t seem to compare. So he simply put his things in the next nest on the other side of you, hoping that one of Echo’s sisters would perhaps take an interest in him.

But they were already with all your brothers and practically competing with his own sisters for their attention. So he just dumped his bag of gifts and put them in the nest but otherwise went back to the skull and used his own tools to chip out a bigger opening for you to enter and excavate the skull of it’s brain as he filled one eye socket with a heavy rock to keep anyone else from entering and tunneling from the other side and stood guard over the other. 

Echo, tried, really hard to get over the ick of the eyeball. But he just, could not eat the eyeball itself, he was ok with eating the fatty flesh that surrounded it but the eyeball itself, he couldn’t do, but the brains, he readily gobbled that up. Never having anything that fatty before. 

“I’m gonna go get you some more.” You assured him as his sisters told him about what you had done and how much you had defended him against his brothers. Which was great because it showed how close and strong of a connection he had already made with you. And how deserving you were to wear all that beautiful jewelry he had made for you, that you graciously left there in the nest so it wouldn’t get harmed while you mined for more brains from the skull as Echo felt unworthy but grateful for it. 

“What are you doing?” You asked when you approached Mega when you saw the other eyeball was filled with a rock you couldn’t squeeze around. 

“Making sure your mate could get all the brains for himself. It looked like he needs it. I didn’t want anyone else taking the food supply you had already claimed for him.” Mega said as he graciously moved aside to show you that he had already cleared a way for you. 

“Oh, thank you.” You thanked him graciously. 

“You can go pair up with another, there’s not a whole lot left for me to get.” You answered as you took the eyeballs out of your sack but weren’t sure what to do with them. 

“He won’t eat those?” Mega asked. 

“No, he uh, he’s squeamish about them.” You admitted as you held them in your hand and looked at it a little dejectedly. 

“Have you ever eaten one?” He asked. 

“No. My mother always said that of all the acquired tastes, this was one of the hardest ones to acquire.” You said as you simply sat in the socket and still held the eye. 

“Here, do what I do.” He said as he took the eyeball very gently from your hands so you could get the other. 

“Now usually the liquid inside has a peculiar taste and texture, which if you’re not used to it, can be a little unsettling, cause it’s thick like goo. But, if you cut off the lens and the iris, and then cut the back of the eyeball up into strips, it doesn’t taste too different from much of anything else but it is extra nutritious.” He coached you as he gently took it from you to point to the various parts of it before he took his own dagger like shard and expertly pierced it and began to suck on the fluid inside before you did the same, making a face as you did so. It wasn’t so much the taste, as it was the texture. It wasn’t necessarily slimy, just, thick goo. 

“Taste bad?” He guessed as he read your overly adorable expression.

“It’s not necessarily the taste, it’s the texture.” You answered as you smacked your tongue and lips together as your face wasn’t sure if you liked it or hated it or what. 

“There’s nothing quite like it is there?” Mega asked with a grin. 

“No, no there isn’t. Jellyfish maybe?” You shrugged. 

“I wouldn’t know, I’ve never eaten one.” He shrugged before he finished off the liquid easily, sucking out the rest until the eyeball practically shrivled up on itself as you drank more of it, the taste and texture growing on you the more you did. 

“Ok, so we don’t need this outer lens, so cut this off.” He offered as he cut it off as you did the same, mirroring his movements before he cut the iris out too which you did the same. 

“Now, you take your blade you cut it into one long loop in a spiral.” He coached as you followed his movements as you did the same before you were both left with one long continuous strip of flesh which you both rolled back up before gave it to you. 

“Thank you Mega, for showing me this. I really appreciate it.” 

“It’s Omega actually. I was the born the runt too.” He admitted sheepishly. 

“Really?” You asked, in pleasant surprise, because he didn’t look like it. 

“Yeah, that’s Alpha, the first born son in my parent’s clutch. But because I was the runt, I was fed the eyeballs, the fattiest parts of the fish and the liver and heart and all that to help me catch up. And then not only did I catch up, I surpassed them. And then I just grew to really enjoy the taste of those things, so I just kept on indulging in them. Obviously.” He shrugged as he looked down at his own bulging belly rather shamefully as it was apparent, he too was self conscious about his own appearance too. 

“So, chances are, in a few cycles, your mate will catch up no problem.” Omega tried to reassure you. 

“Thank you. I really appreciate the reassurance.” You thanked him gratefully as he seemed to find an excuse to leave but was reluctant to. 

“Just, curious. Why did you pick your mate? Just so when I do find a mate, I can tell them what to try to make themselves out to be to catch any child of yours' eye.” He asked as you blushed prettily and bashfully and smiled fondly. 

“That someone is not their appearance, nor their health. Echo is sick. It’s plain for me to see. And the fact that his own brothers made fun of him and cruelly teased him for it. Just makes me think that maybe it wasn’t about Echo at all, it was about Echo getting all the attention from his parents and his sisters, leaving the other sons to- I guess, fend for themselves and it was obvious that their parents poured everything into Echo, not wanting him to be culled. But in doing so- ignored the whole other half of their clutch which wasn’t really fair to them either because obviously, they didn’t learn any kind of manners or decorum.” You sighed rather defeatedly as you simply laid down in the socket like a hammock as Omega came closer. 

“Obviously.” Omega readily agreed. 

“Obviously, your parents did though.” You appraised. 

“They tried. They mainly noticed how big I was getting and urged me that if I was going to be big, I should have as much muscle as I did fat. So they had me and my brothers regularly strengthen ourselves by moving all the parts of the tank around. 

“Wow.” You blinked in surprise. 

“I mean, it obviously worked.” You gestured to him, since you could clearly see there was huge, hulking muscle underneath the thick layers of fat. 

“Yeah, a little too well I think. Most of the girls looked at me and my brothers and thought we were gonna crush them I guess, even when our sisters showed that they were just as strong as we were and just as bulky and that we weren’t aggressive, just…big.” He admitted as he folded his arms over his chest, only accentuating how big they were even more before he looked over to see Echo’s brothers watching him closely. 

“Get in the skull. We’re being watched by the brothers of your mate, I don’t want to cause any problems between you two.” Omega urged you before he swam away towards them only to see them scatter as you leaned forward to see them do so and smiled sadly at Omega’s back, wishing there could be two of you. One for Echo and one for Omega only to find his bag with a message carved just inside where he had made room for you to show his bag. 

‘For the girl who has everything, may she always have everything she wants and needs and may this food help her mate make a full recovery.’ He carved into the skull before you saw his bag there with nothing but more shards of all kinds in here as you sat there, with the light filtering through the opening and looking at the carving and crying bittersweet tears. He was just as sweet and just as kind as Echo was. But just, vastly different body.

You managed to use the shards he left in his bag to carve out the rest of the remaining brains but spent extra time to weave something extra special for him as thanks for the message as you paused in watching him swim around rather aimlessly, most of the girls scattering the moment he had any kind of line of sight with them which broke your heart to see, feeling angry and upset that these other girls were doing by avoiding him. 

So you did something about it. You got his bag and brought it back to him. 

“I just wanted to say thank you again for all the help you gave me with helping me get the best food on the swordfish for my sick mate. You’re the best friend anyone could ever hope or want. Thank you. Here, I made you this. So that you can always have everything you need to protect your future mate from whatever dangers she might face. But with you as her mate, I doubt she would ever have to worry about much of anything.” You loudly said as you put one end of the large belt into one hand and swam around him to loop the large belt around his belly, hoping and praying you made it wide and long enough for him, with all of his shards placed into various spots as you had organized them and added extra flourishes to the handles too, hoping the other girls who were hiding behind the swordfish itself were hearing and watching you do so.

Then you surprised him with a gentle kiss to the cheek and hugged him as you felt like you could sink into the pillowy softness while be warmed by the heat radiating from his body while he did so as he gently but reverently hugged you back. 

“You’re welcome.” He replied. 

“No worries. The right one will see you for you. It’s not the form that counts, but the heart and soul beyond them.” You reassured him in turn.

You reluctantly had to pull yourself away from him as he too seemed reluctant to let you go before he forced himself to withdraw only to feel frozen still as he watched you swim away with a sweet smile and unshed tears glazing your eyes over your shoulder. He could only smile bittersweetly as tears glazed his own eyes as you swam back to find Echo.

But when you did, he was no longer eating the brains, but simply sitting there, looking rather despondent. 

“Echo? Are you ok?” You asked him. 

“Are you coming back to just collect your things?” He asked. 

“What? No. I came back with the rest of the brain for you, like I said was going to.” You answered. 

“Really? With Mega?” He asked as there was an edge to his voice, apparently his brothers had seen it and came to plant seeds of doubt into his mind. 

“No. There was no way for Omega to fit in there with me. He helped me make the hole for me to access the rest of the brain easier but otherwise he kept guard over it for me so no other would harvest it before I could. Then once I came, he left me to work gathering the rest on my own. He even let me borrow his special shards to do so. So I just got done returning them to him. And now I’m back.” You explained. 

“So you’re not leaving me for him?” Echo asked. 

“No, not unless you want me to leave. Do you want me to leave?” You asked, just as hurt and wounded as he was. 

“My brothers are right. I’m a deadend…” He began before you grabbed him by the shoulders and grasped them firmly. 

“No you’re not Echonah! You are not a deadend. You never were and you never will be.” You reassured him as you shook his shoulders to try to shake some sense into him after you put the bag down and knelt in front of him before you moved your hands and reached out to grab his hollowed out cheeks with your hands and cradle them gently and reverently in your hands, your thumbs rubbing over the apples of his cheeks wiping his tears away that were starting to fall away. 

“Just because they say that lie over and over and over again, doesn’t make it true. Your brothers are jealous jerks who were jealous of the affectionate attention you got from the rest of your family.” You tried to justify.

“What affectionate attention?” Echonah frowned. 

“Your parents didn’t shower you with affectionate attention, trying to help you get better instead of being decent parents to your other brothers?” You asked before he shook his head no. 

“Not really. My dad said ‘if he lives, he lives, if he dies, he dies’. My sisters are the only reason I got to live at all because it was only my mother and my sisters who took care of me and fed me. My dad showered my brothers with all the other love and attention and affection while my mother tried to teach my sisters what to look for in a mate, using me as a physical example of what to avoid.” He admitted as it was your turn to look horrified and gutted at that revelation. 

“Oh good gods, please tell me that you’d never raise any of our children like that.” You pleaded with him. 

“No.” He shook his head adamantly. 

“Oh good, thank you so much.” You thanked him as you clung to him and held him as he clung to you so tightly, you feared he was going to break his own arms clinging to you like that. 

“Gods, I was so worried you’d take one look at the biggest micro in the tank and second guess your decision and decide to renege.” Echo admitted. 

“No, never. I chose you. You chose me. That’s all there is to it right?” You reminded him. 

“But what if there is nothing wrong with me and this is just the way I am going to always be?” He asked. 

“Then so be it. My parents told me, that the secret person of the heart and soul matters more than the body they inhabit. And that looks can be very deceiving. Omega right now is fighting to prove he isn’t a brute, because most micros in here take one look at him and his size and his big belt with many shards of all kinds. And that’s not true. The truth is…” Your voice grew thick with emotion. 

“The truth is, he was born a runt just like you. Only his parents did everything they could to make sure he caught up by eating the very same foods I’m feeding you. Only he grew accustomed to the very acquired tastes and then he not only caught up, but surpassed all of his siblings and then some.  Which means these foods will help you. So then his parents urged him and all his siblings to build strength if they were going to be big, might as well be strong right? That’s all. He is just as nice and sweet as you are. And yes, he was a great friend to me today by guarding the rest of the brain until I could get back there and lended me his tools to do so. All so I could do so- for you. He told me plainly he has no interest in causing trouble for me or get in between us. He respects me and my decision about you. Which is a mark of greatness on his own character that he would even go that far. That’s all it was, he was just being a friend to help me with my mate, which is what and who you are. But that’s all he can be because I have you and I’m perfectly happy and content with you. You, kind of called dibs. Finders keepers right?” You recalled with a small laugh which got him to finally ease up. 

“Besides, you are trying to prove that you’re not a deadend, which you aren’t. You just need the tender loving care you are owed as a person and a sentient being.  And I’m determined to be that person who gives you that. Even if you weren’t given that as a basic right that any and all children should have from their parents. And hopefully you’ve learned from your own parent’s examples of how not to be a parent. Right?” You implored as he laid back on the soft pillowy corals and happily had you lay over him as you pet his head and this super soft, silky yet fine hair. 

“Right.” Echo nodded. 

“So don’t worry. Besides, I don’t know if you heard, but I did throw a dagger into your bitch ass brother for talking shit. Because I was taught that if you ‘talk shit get hit’. And so he got hit. Hard. And had my own brothers not held me  back, I probably would have killed your brother. Which I don’t know if you would have ever forgiven me or what about that. But he’s still alive and for the first time, he got what was coming to him.” You insisted. 

“He was just repeating what my father always said.” Echo admitted. 

“Well then your dad shouldn’t have been a father. Being a parent means you love all of your children. Even if they are gifted, talented, special or need special attention and as a parent, it's their duty to get their child's extra special needs met. And while we are protected, in a way- from inbreeding, things still happen. And usually in the wild, it’s the survival of the fittest. But that’s the beauty of being in domestication. Is that we have evolved and advanced so much farther than that kind of thinking. Besides, all it should have taught you is how to be kind. How to be creative. How to be smarter than any and all of your siblings. Surviving such an incredibly hard environment with hostile siblings and parents. Which means you’re very resilient to survive such things. So now, don’t worry about surviving. Just rest. And know that I’m not going anywhere. And that as long as you draw breath, I’ll be by your side, no matter what.” You reassured him before he couldn’t help it and kissed you deeply before you started to mate but he finished way before you did and because he was so thin, his cock was thin like he was. 

“I’m so sorry My Love.” Echo apologized as he rested over you. 

“It’s ok. We’ll get there and get better, practice makes perfect right?” You tried to encourage him as you did your best to bury your disappointment. Surely once he would get the TLC he needed, he would get better, just, not right now perhaps, as he laid beside you and soon fell asleep. 

“I’m sorry Aura.” You heard a whisper before you partially rolled over to see Omega in the next nest over, still alone, barely fitting in his own nest actually. 

“For what?” You whispered back. 

“He couldn’t get you- your pleasure. That sucks. For all you did for him today, he owed you that much at least.” Omega murmured softly. 

“It’ll get better. He just needs time and practice. No one starts out being an expert.” You tried to excuse. 

“No but he should also learn to use what he has to his advantage, the guy still has two hands and a mouth, he could have used those before he fell asleep.” Omega noted.

“What?” You asked as you laid on your back to see him better. 

“My father always used all three to please my mother. So she got three pleasures for every single one he got.” Omega revealed. 

“Lucky woman.” You hummed. 

“When he wakes up, I can try to teach him if you’d want me to.” Omega offered. 

“Please?” You requested. 

“Sure, just one thing.” Omega began before he moved from his nest into yours. 

“What?” You asked as just his presence so close was making your heart race as you couldn’t help but wonder if he was just as well endowed in his manhood as the rest of his body was. 

“I have to learn you first so I can teach him how to please you right.” Omega murmured. 

“Oh but…” You started to contest as you did not want to be unfaithful to Echo. 

“I promise not to cum in you, all of your eggs will still be fertilized by Echo. I’m just going to give you pleasure with my mouth and hands, that’s all. Then once I learn you, I can teach him how to please you in the future, just in case he doesn’t get bigger and better.” Omega reassured you. 

“Ok.” You caved as you made sure Echo was wrapped up in both his blanket and yours and comfy before Omega gently reached around your waist and pulled you flush to his chest before he left the most tender and loving kisses on your neck and shoulder as you melted into him while one of his hands wrapped around your chest to caress your breasts while the other reached into your sex.

Just his fingers were bigger than Echo’s manhood as they found that nub that elicited the greatest pleasure before his fingers swirled and tapped around before delving deeper and before you knew it, he had stuffed his whole hand into you and found a second spot that you didn’t know was there as the heel of his hand continued to rub and swirl around your nub while his fingers practically danced around that inner spot.

You hazily realized that his own cock was pinned between your rear and his own belly. Your assumptions that it matched the rest of him was right. He felt huge, to the point, you’d doubt he’d fit at all into you. But his mouth on your neck and shoulder and whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you were completely surrounded yet, in a way filled, with love and affection as he seemed pour all he had into you and in mere moments you nearly bit your tongue in half to try not to scream in pleasure and instead whimpered rather pitifully as you ground into his hand to ride out the epic orgasm before your whole body relaxed as pleasure soaked every millimeter of your body. 

“Good?” Omega asked as he had kept an eye on Echo to make sure he didn’t wake up for any of it. 

“Great.” You whispered, a pleasured smile plastered on your face. 

“Well good, that’s one, lets get two.” Omega insisted before you rolled your head and just needed one kiss. Just one. Just to indulge in the 'might have been'. He tasted amazing and your whole body was eager to take in every drop of love and affection his body was willing to give you.

His mouth soon pulled away to kiss his way down your body before his mouth stopped at your already engorged sex that was starting to deflate as he wiped all the mucus that always coated the sex during mating to keep the sex clean from the surrounding water. The moment he had it sloughed off and moved by his tail fin to his own nest before he buried his face into your sex and began to eat in a way you had never thought possible.

You nearly yelled, both in shock that it would feel so good yet delight as you had to use both of your hands to clamp over your mouth to keep any noise from leaving your mouth but a whimpering keen still escaped through your nose as his mouth lapped and sucked and gently nipped at your bud before his hands returned as he was able to get not one, but both into you as you realized, there wasn’t just one spot, but two, one behind your nub on the inside of the pouch in the entrance and one below it on the bottom.

Omega made a deep rumbly noise that your ears barely heard but you definietly felt in your bones that only made you arch yourself into his mouth, wanting more while your hands went to his hair and grabbed fistfulls of it while your body writhed in pleasure. You did your best to stamp your voice down and as pleasure stuck you too many times for you to keep track of. But you enjoyed every peak, wanting each one to last forever, or at least just one small eternity while you could smell Omega’s pheromones in the water as he released his seed into the soft corals beneath you Since his tail wrapped under your own before you realized your back entrance opened up to suck his ssed in before you could stop it. 

In all mermaid biology, because there were no legs to open to reveal a womanly canal. Mermaids had two entrances for thier womb. A front entrance, usually large enough to accommodate one cock, or even two, three at the most. It was uncomfortable but could be done. And usually during a mating ball, that’s when the back entrance opened up and it was a much larger entrance, meant to accommodate at least three to five cocks all by itself. Usually the back entrance had a flap, usually put in the down position to allow waste to exit the body. But in cases of mating balls, the flap could lift up to reveal the backside of the accordion-like structure of the egg pouch so that the eggs could be fertilized both from the front and the back.

And that is what just happened. Your back entrance instinctually opened and sucked in Omega’s seed anyway. Omega’s features were vastly different than those of Echo’s. There was no way you were going to be able to hide the fact that some of your eggs just got fertilized by Omega. 

“Fuck.” You gasped. 

“What?” Omega asked. 

“My back entrance opened and sucked all your seed in.” You gulped as you flushed and all the previous pleasure replaced itself with panic and guilt. 

“Whoops.” Omega grimaced as his face and chest was completely covered in your essence and pheromone rich mucus as he looked, actually quite funny as you couldn’t help but laugh as he tried to scrape it off with his hands. 

“I should uh, get back to uh, Echo.” You tried to move yourself away. 

“Yeah, yeah, sweet dreams.” Omega said as he moved himself off of you so you could go back to your mate as you used the soft corals to try to clean yourself up too before you returned to Echo’s side who was still sleeping so soundly.

You felt guilty for him being none the wiser as you enveloped him in your arms as his bony face used your breast as his pillow as you ran your fingers through his hair and felt could do nothing but pray the eggs that got exposed to Omega’s sperm were already fertilized by Echo but watching your belly be so much larger than it was only moments before, you doubted that. You knew that probably Omega's sperm just fertilized twice as many eggs as Echo’s sperm did. Fuck. How were you going to explain this to him as you fell into a fitful sleep.

Come morning, you woke up alone, wrapped in blankets, both your own, Echo’s and a third that was distinctly Omega's judging by the scent. You damned yourself for burying your face into Omega's and taking in a deep breath as flashes of your lustful union blissfully tortured your memory as you were now no longer in Echo’s nest, but yours as you realized, the spaces between Echo’s nest, yours and Omega’s were now all openned up and just one huge nest. 

“Good morning Beautiful.” Echo and Omega greeted you before they both came into yours with huge bags of food for all three of you to eat and share. 

“Good morning.” You answered as you grabbed your top and tried to fit into it only to find that your breasts, along with your egg pouch had both grown quite considerably overnight as it was obvious the eggs, were now fertilized and now speedily developing inside you. 

“Won’t fit?” Echo asked as he watched your face blush darker and harder the more you wrestled in the blankets to get into your seashell bra that barely covered anything now.

“Uh, no, no it won’t.” You admitted.  

“Here. We made you this then.” Echo offered as he pulled something from just out of your view and showed it to you as you recognized it was a blend of Omega’s seasilk and Echo’s. Echo’s seasilk was on one side and Omega’s offered more structure and support while Echo’s offered comfort as you put it on and realized it contained your now bountiful bosom quite nicely. 

“We?” You repeated. 

“Yeah. We worked together on it. So listen, I was woken up early by Macy, the pairing tank manager and she gave me some news, some good news and bad news.” Echo began. 

“Which was? What’s the bad news?” You asked. 

“That I’m suffering from hyperthyroidism. And that I need to start taking medication for it. And that if the medications doesn’t fix it, I will need to have surgery.” Echo informed you as your eyes grew wide in fear. 

“So that’s the bad news. Here’s the good news.” Echo began with a sweet reassuring smile that showed he wasn’t that upset by such news. 

“So, all of your brothers double mated.” Echo began as you blinked in surprise. 

“They what?” You balked. 

“Yeah, apparently, each of them took one of my sisters.” Echo began. 

“And one of mine.” Omega revealed as he was already digging into the blood line flesh from the tuna that had been dropped into the tank that morning since Echo was woken up early, Omega had woken up too and helped Echo figure everything out. 

“Oh.” You answered as you wrapped your head around that. 

“Which actually worked out because this mating session was girl heavy anyway, but since a whole clutch of males double mated, that meant that now the only males who don’t have a mate are the rest of my brothers.” Echo revealed as you couldn’t stop but smile happily at that news. 

“Good.” You nodded in understanding. 

“And my sisters and his sisters get along really well and are happy to share your brothers with the other. And frankly your brothers are over the moon to have both. So we have a question for you.” Omega began before he looked at Echo to initiate asking it.

“Would you want to double mate too?” Echo asked you and you were beyond shocked and just stared rather blankly yet in disbelief as you looked between them. 

“Look, here’s why I want you to.” Echo began. 

“I know I have a lot going on with me and my health and if I don’t survive surgery, then you’re out of a mate and left to raise a clutch by yourself and I don’t want that.” Echo explained. 

“But what if you respond to the medications and don’t need surgery in the first place? Isn’t that the worst case scenario?” You asked.

“It is. But it's still a strong possibility, which is why we need to talk about it. If I do, then at least you have Omega. And if I don't then you can hopefully be happy with both of us. But, in the meantime, it’s obvious, there’s still a ton I have left to learn, especially about how to happily and properly please my mate. Which I’ll happily learn, over and over again until I figure it out. But it’s too much to ask of you to sacrifice yourself and your own health to take care of clutch after clutch of eggs while also taking care of me. And honestly, you deserve to have the love and adoration of an entire clutch of males.” Echo began. 

“But I don’t want…” You began to argue. 

“But you do want both of us. Right? And both of us want you too. We both love you. We both are happy to share you with each other. Omega can take care of the both of us and a huge clutch of eggs, probably all by himself. I mean look at him.” Echo said as he gestured to Omega who laughed around his already bulging cheeks. 

“And you’re not upset or betrayed or…?” You asked Echo. 

“Nope. Relieved honestly. Because if there was anyone I would and could ever trust to take care of you the way I want to and the way you deserve to, it’s Omega. Plus he’s being put on a special diet to bring his weight down and bring my weight up. So really, it’s us that need each other to balance each other out and for you, you deserve the perfect mate, even if it takes the two of us to give it to you.” Echo reassured you. 

“Really?” You asked, as tears began to well in your eyes as you wanted to pinch yourself because this was almost too good to be true and more than you ever thought you could ask for. 

“Really.” Echo and Omega answered. 

“So, just…the three of us? Together? Happily ever after? No guilt or bad feelings or jealousy or resentment or…?” You tried to ask them, making sure they were still perfectly ok with it. 

“No bad feelings, only good.” Omega reassured you. 

“Oh thank you.” You thanked them as you hugged them both at the same time and were just so happy and over the moon that you literally got to have them both!

And before you knew it, you were in a mating ball, all between you, Omega and Echo. Omega reached around you and put his fingers over your womanly mound and finally between Omega’s fingers, and Echo’s cock, it was just right. And your rear opening was happy to flip up and to feel all of Omega’s cock finally slide into it, as it was actually a perfect fit for him as you were happy that between Echo’s hold on your waist and one breast while Omega had a hold of your pussy from the front and the other breast and between both of their mouths on you and both of them assuring you and reassuring you of their whole hearted love, and devotion and affection before they moved and actually kissed each other which both intrigued and thrilled you to see for you as it was clear that they both liked it each other both for your sake and yet for their own as well. Which you supposed was a good thing if the three of you were going to be living together and cohabitate happily. 

Omega got you to cum from the top spot just as Echo got the bottom spot to get you to orgasm too before they both filled you full, Omega getting all the folds that Echo hadn’t already gotten himself and you were beyond happy, pleasured and satisfied, leaving you in the middle between them as they both hugged you and each other as Omega’s arm was the perfect pillow for you and for Echo. 

“That, that was way better than last time.” Echo grinned as you and Omega laughed. 

“Yeah,” you both readily agreed.

Once you all recovered, you were happy to eat what they had gotten before it was announced that all paired and mated couples- to please get ready to go as all of you got all of your things and waited as you saw all your sisters happily wait with Omega’s brothers while your brothers were happy with their pair of wives as they were all wore big happy smiles before you, Omega and Echo were picked up and put into a special home that was clearly meant to to keep the three of you in a kind of tank that was both meant to be something of a micro-mermad hospital but also for a mated pairs so that Echo could start treatment for his ailment while Omega got on a diet. 

And to your utter relief, Echo responded very well to the medication and didn’t need to have the surgery. Before the three of you got moved to Mandy's home since Mandy was Ethel's go to for special micro care. Mandy's collection housed all of the other micros who had special needs, either health, like diabetes or other ailments. And Ethel subsidized all of Mandy's medication needs and dietary needs of her collection. And while all of Echo's kids would have to be marked to keep an eye out for hyperthyroidism in the future, otherwise they'd be perfectly fine and perfectly healthy.

And by the time you were ready to finally birth the clutch. both Echo and Omega looked perfectly healthy, even though Omega’s size was still bigger than that of Echo but otherwise they had both evened out gorgeously and you couldn’t be happier about it. Now most of Omega's fat had been exersized and dieted away, but left a vast majority of his bulk and strength and they were both given great bills of health.

And watching both of them working together, especially as you laid in the nest as they took turns in putting each precious egg into it's socket with the perfect amount of incubation goo to stick them together and into the socket. 

And when the eggs hatched, they were happy to call Omega ‘Big Daddy’ and Echo ‘Skinny Daddy’. And thanks to you having two very loving mates meant that everyone had two fantastic and excellent examples of what great fathers could be and what to look for in perfect mates, but not in physical attributes, but in mind, heart and soul. Because that's where a person's true nature was, and if that was beautiful or handsome, the rest of them wouldn't and shouldn't matter and to that they needed to look past physical appearances to see the true person of the heart beyond them.

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