I Need Wealthy!badboy!Ricky's Reaction When He Finds Out Nerd!reader Loves Him Secretly Because Nerd!reader

I need wealthy!badboy!Ricky's reaction when he finds out nerd!reader loves him secretly because nerd!reader feels she doesn't deserve Ricky

thank you for the req ml <3 here is:

☆ RICKY’s reaction when he finds out you love him!

shen ricky x reader (no pronouns mentioned just the name ‘princess’)

warnings: angst (i apologize but it does end well 🥹), ricky is toxic 💔💔

asks & reqs are open!

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They still need to do something about the other members being victim to vicious comments and rumours.

Wtf stop— why is that so fucking hot- 😭😅

jakes the type of virgin to nervously say 'h-here comes the airplane!' when hes putting his dick in your mouth for the first time

AGCBHFFYHVJGGH-

cuties 🤭

“miss ur face..”

i genuinely love this so much i can’t even describe it-

i have read this story over 100x within the past year cause it’s so good that it brings me back y’all!

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DEEP WATERS

TITLE: DEEP WATERS | part of the INFERNO event

PAIRING: tentacle monster!haechan x fem!human!oc/reader

GENRE: smut, monsterfucking

SUMMARY: all your life you heard stories about the monster that lives in the lake, but they never scared you. You were looking for him, hoping fate was going to lead you to him to prove yourself you’re not crazy for believing in his existence. And when it happens, he seems to be afraid of you.

WARNINGS: smut, tentacles sex, aphrodisiacs (but to make the whole thing possible and not painful so everything is consensual), public /outdoor sex, nipple sucking, nipple orgasm, shibari with tentacles (i guess), oral sex (f/m), anal sex, vaginal sex, spitroasting, triple penetration, belly bulge, multiple orgasms/overstimulation, brief mentions of free use, breeding (but not really), cum inflation (and a lot of cum in general), unrealistic sex (do i really have to write this??), aftercare (don't ask)

WORD COUNT: 8.004k

A/N: don't really know how to feel about this one and I hate writing things in a rush, but it's here. Let me know your opinion with comments, reblogs or asks!! Enjoy ♡

if you click 'read more' you agree you have read the warnings and take responsibility for the media you consume.

“I truly don’t think we should be here,” Jaemin whispered, looking around in the thick forest that was getting wider with each step as they approached the lake. 

“Yeah, that’s one of your countless dumb ideas,” Renjun added, trying to stop his body from shaking so much at the slightest of sounds. 

“You’re so annoying,” she commented, walking around with too much enthusiasm if you asked her friends that were behind her, almost using her body as a shield from whatever was going to jump from the waters. 

“Why can’t we just go back to our tents and stay there?” Jaemin complained. 

“Because it’s boring, yall keep telling the same stories over and over again and most of the others are asleep.” 

“You know he doesn’t exist, right?” Renjun said, finally addressing the elephant in the room. 

She sighed, “Then why are you shitting your pants?” 

Renjun let out an offended gasp before knitting his brows, “I’m not. I just think it’s not wise to wander around in the middle of the night here, there could be wild animals.” 

She laughed after rolling her eyes and then stopped when the lake came in their view. 

“God, it’s so pretty. I can’t believe people barely come here.” 

Jaemin coughed, “Yeah, there’s a reason.” 

She glared at him. “So why do you call me crazy?” 

“Nobody calls you crazy, it’s just… it’s creepy, okay? The vibes of this place are creepy, can’t we go back?” Renjun insisted. 

“What are you doing?” He asked when she bent to the ground to search for something, taking a step out of the bush. “Please, don’t do anything dumb, don’t do — you did something dumb,” he sighed when she threw a rock in the lake, circles forming on the surface as the rock slid on the surface before sinking. 

“Okay, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Jaemin said. 

“It is,” she did it again, and again. 

“Why do you want to anger it?” 

“I don’t, I just can’t believe that nothing makes him come out.” 

“Mh, I don’t think your rock was that big,” Jaemin said, taking a step back when the water started moving. 

“What have you done?” Renjun asked terrified, seeing something coming out of the surface.  

“Got what I wanted?” She replied, shrugging, and he could hear the happy smile on her face.

“You’re insane,” he replied, shaking his head. “Let’s run,” he screamed, grabbing Jaemin’s hand and turning back, not even looking back to see if she was following them.

“Yeah, I’ll reach you,” she replied, but instead of following her friends, she moved closer to the water and her breath stopped for a moment as she could see a figure emerge from the surface. 

Finally, after years, it was happening. 

The monster moved his tentacles and slithered some in front of her, but she barely flinched. 

“You’re not scared?” The monster in front of her raised a brow in utter confusion, he was standing still now, waiting for a reaction that wasn’t coming. 

“No,” she replied and he could feel the same serenity in the way she was acting in her voice. 

“You think I’m not scary?” 

She shook her head, biting her lips, and studying the blue appendices swinging around his body, water still dripping down, damping his hair and his scaly blue skin. “You’re interesting… curious, but not scary.” 

The monster laughed, a sharp mocking laugh. “I won’t spare you just because you’re pretending to don’t be afraid.” 

“You don’t kill,” she replied calmly. “I’ve been reading so much about you. Read all those tales about you. You terrorize people, certain tellers believing that it’s because you don’t enjoy people invading your personal space. It’s like Shrek.” 

He frowned, truly shocked at how calm she was, or even casual, as if she was chatting with a friend and not a monster that lived in the depths of a lake after terrorizing the people of her village. “Shrek? Who’s that?” 

“Oh, you wouldn’t know. But that’s not the point.” 

“Don’t touch,” he groaned, pulling away one of his tentacles when her hand lifted up and moved closer to the limb. “You can’t touch me.” 

“Will I burn? Is it like holy water on demons?” 

He rolled his eyes and then started moving in circles around her. She truly wasn’t afraid a bit. How was that possible? But she didn’t seem armed, and also looked rather short and fragile compared to him, and her clothes, a white sweater, and grey pants weren’t made for a fight, so what were her tricks? Was she able to mind control or something? 

“Why are you here? Don’t you know it’s dangerous being all alone in the middle of the night at the sides of the haunted lake?” 

She puffed, eyes squinting as she studied the creases of his body, he was mostly naked, just a drape covering his lower body while his skin was covered in scales that disappeared on his hands, feet, neck and face. 

“I wasn’t alone. My friends are weak and ran off when they saw you emerging from the surface.” 

He stopped moving around her, panicking for a second, “They saw me?” 

“They didn’t. But just the idea of the tales being true terrified them. Can I say you let me down?” 

“I let you what?” His voice came out higher than he wanted to but he couldn’t deny he was dumbfounded by her behaviour. 

“I wasn’t going to be afraid of you but… damn, I thought you were going to be scarier. Bigger. Ugly,” she commented, still studying him, and admiring how beautiful he was, sure, some things could’ve — should’ve — been considered weird but he had a handsome face, and his colours, deep blue mixing with purple and bright pink were simply beautiful. 

He blinked repeatedly, thinking it had to be a weird dream, a hallucination given by all these years of being alone and far from his home planet, but she was still standing there, closer than before, once again trying to touch him. 

“I could kill you.” 

“Would you?” She raised a brow, testing him with a smug smirk on her face. 

He gasped, shaking his head. “Why would I not? If you’re so smart and curious as you say you are, you should know what happens to people that know about my existence. They can’t survive. They can’t put my life at risk. I’ve been hunted all my life, and this is my first safe place and I have to hide in the water.” 

“You think I can run back to town and talk about you? They would call me crazy.” 

“They might, but they will also come here and hunt me.” 

“Why don’t you try to talk —” 

“You’re so naïve, really think that they would listen to me? Think they would listen to what a monster has to say? I can turn scary if I want to, I’m sparing you.” 

Instead of baking away her eyes lit up, her mouth opening in surprise and excitement. “So you can control it?” 

“Of course, I can. My original form wasn’t even in the water. I had to adapt.” 

“So, you’re an alien? The books don’t say it. It says that you’ve always been here and you’ve been scaring the town since the dawn of time.” 

“Leave,” he only replied, voice sharp and deeper. 

Her eyes moved to his. “I don’t want to hurt you.” 

He snorted. “You couldn’t even if you tried.” 

“Well, physically I can’t but emotionally.” 

“No, little girl, not even emotionally. And now leave. I’m keeping you alive as a favour.” 

“But why? I’m just curious…” 

He moved closer, touching her chin with a hand, making her gulp and shiver at the sensation of his skin rubbing against hers. “You think I’d be so dumb to be vulnerable in front of you? To tell you more about me so you can run to your village and tell them you found out how to finally get rid of me?” 

She shook her head. “But that’s not what I’m curious about.”

“And what are you curious about, then?” He asked, raising a brow and when she looked away, he furrowed.

“I have some abilities but unfortunately I can’t read minds, speak.” 

She gulped, coughing to clear her throat. “About your tentacles.” 

“My tentacles?” He tilted his head to the side, watching how her attitude shifted as soon as his body surrounded hers. 

“Yeah… if I touch them, can you feel something?” 

“Of course, I can, they are protuberances of me.”

“No, but like… pleasure.” 

He stood there frozen for a second, shocked once again by her boldness. That was what she was thinking about? But he shrugged it off and a teasing laugh rumbled out of his chest. 

“That’s what you want to know?” He teased, caressing her cheek. She nodded. “Want to know if I do this,” another tentacle came out of his body, “and put it between your legs,” she whimpered when the wet tentacle teased her over the pants, “if I feel something?” 

She nodded, breath getting shorter as the limb moved on her thigh, wrapping around her waist and lifting her up on the ground. 

“I don’t know, but now I’m curious too. Do you feel something?” 

She hummed, looking down at him, biting her lips to don’t let the small moans of pleasure come out. 

“You know I could let you go right now and make you crash to the ground, right?” 

“I know.”

“And aren’t you afraid?” 

“You won’t do it.” 

“Are you sure? I have all the reasons to do it. You know about me, not much but more than anybody else on this stupid planet ever did, and are also trying to fuck me.” 

“Isn’t that good? For how long have you been alone?” 

“For how long have you been alone?” 

She grunted, throwing her head back in frustration — and a bit of pleasure since the tentacle was still rubbing against her. “God, stop stealing my lines. Come up with something yourself, or answer.” 

She gasped when he let her go, but caught her before she could smash onto the ground. 

“I told you,” she winked. 

“It’s just because you’re entertaining. So dumb, you will get hurt.”

“But any way you didn’t kill me, and your tentacle is still between my legs.” 

The monster groaned, leaving her on the ground and moving away, the tentacle slithering back into his skin. 

“How do you do that?” She asked, watching in awe as his body got back to its original form. 

“How do you breathe?” 

She rolled her eyes. “God, you’re so annoying. Ever thought that maybe your terrible communication skills are the reason why people wanted you dead?” 

“Shut up, and leave.” 

“No.” 

“No?” He raised a brow, glaring at her, looking scary for a second but she had no intention of stepping back. 

“I’m not standing into the waters of the lake, I’m not breaking any rules. On the other hand, you decided to come out of the waters knowing full well that I was there. So maybe, you need something too.” 

“I need peace, and I’d need to get away from here. I surely don’t need you.” 

“But you’re all alone, how doesn’t that get boring? What if it wasn’t me? What if there was a hunter that wanted to kill you? You risked so much tonight.” 

“I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” he sighed, rubbing his temples.  

“You have the chance. You just don’t want to.” 

“Oh, damn, just… what do you want?” 

“You.” 

“Me? Like my head on a silver plate?”

“I’ve been passionate about you since I was a kid, all my fellow classmates were terrified hearing the stories about you, but I was so fascinated. I couldn’t wrap my head around it, and then… then growing up it just got worst.” 

“So you’re obsessed?” 

“No, I’m more like a fan. Do you know what that is?” 

He shook his head. 

“Well, it’s someone that’s very fond and passionate about somebody else.” 

“Obsessed.” 

“No. Listen,” she sighed. “I… I’ve been called a freak all my life for believing in you, and I think that it’s so dumb that I’m the weird one when nobody ever comes to this lake at night. So I guess people believe in you but are too ashamed to admit it. While I never cared about it, like, even if you weren’t real, was I hurting somebody? No. So can you please just answer my doubts? I promise you won’t see me again.” 

“Do you really have doubts to answer?” He asked after sighing loudly. “Or do you have needs you think nobody else can satisfy?” 

She didn’t reply immediately, ashamed he had caught the main reason why she wanted to find him. Because if at the start the curiosity was almost scientific, with the years it turned into a fantasy she truly couldn’t tell to anybody. “What if I had both?” 

He chuckled. “And what do you want to solve first?” 

“My needs?” She asked shyly, tilting her head to the side. 

“I doubt you’ll have the strength to answer your question if you follow that path. I doubt you will make it out alive at all.” 

“It can’t be that bad…” 

“It’s not made for you,” he replied, hovering over her. “Nothing about me is made for you.” 

“We could try.” Her voice was low as she looked up at him, eyes falling on his lips. 

“Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to get burned.” 

“Maybe I could get just a little taste? Let me, let me touch one of your tentacles, please?” 

He chuckled, lifting one closer to her hand, watching as she grazed it gently. “Why are you so attracted to them?” 

“I… I don’t know. There’s something fascinating about this,” she confessed, letting her fingers run on it, it was smooth and wet, maybe even sticky. She had noticed that they all had different textures, some had veins, others suckers, and some others were like the one she was touching. She could feel his breath falter for a moment. “Do you feel something?” 

“Not really, those are not made for pleasure. Honestly, nothing in my species is made for pleasure.” 

“No pleasure?” Her hands stopped, her attention back on his face. 

He smiled. “Reproduction.” 

She gasped, biting her lips. 

“It was easy to change your mind.” 

“I didn’t change it.” 

“Okay, you are hiding something from me, what are you?” 

“I’m human. I’m me.” 

“How… How are you not afraid? I can emit corrosive acids, I could strangle you, I could drag you in the pits of that lake and drown you and your family would never find a body to mourn on. And here you are?” 

“Because humans are scarier than monsters and I’ve been surrounded by them since I was born? You think that people don’t commit atrocities just because they don’t have tentacles, fangs, or wings, or claws, or powers, and toxic fluids?” 

He couldn’t deny he did find humans disgusting and terrible but it was different. “But that doesn’t make me any less scary.” 

“Hate to break it to you but you are… hot.” 

“Hot?” 

“If you were ugly probably I would find you scarier, but those tentacles, your skin, your tongue and your eyes are not scary.” 

He hummed, trying to hide how happy he was to hear those words. “Are you sure you want to play? I can’t promise you will make it out alive, but I got that you have no intention to leave anyway, so instead of wasting the night with useless talks…” 

She hummed, it couldn’t have been a bad idea. She wanted this so badly. 

“I promise I’ll try to be gentle at the start. And don’t come inside you, I’m not really sure the kid that will come out of us will be a good mix.” 

She chuckled and that made him roll his eyes. “Do you hate your life or something? Why are you not afraid of me in the slightest?” 

“Why do you want me to be afraid so bad?” She asked, running a hand on his skin, it was still wet, but the scales had a good sensation at the touch, they resembled snakeskin. 

“Sometimes fear saves your ass,” the monster replied, touching her chin with two fingers, and caressing her skin. “I could be poisonous, I could strangle you…” 

“Or drag me in the deep waters, yeah, I know. You could also take control of my mind. I’ve been studying you and your powers for years, that’s why I wanted to know what is true and what’s not. But if you propose something funnier, I guess education can wait.” 

He groaned when she touched his face and pulled away. She raised a brow. “You are afraid,” she pointed out, walking toward him as he started taking small steps back, finally realizing why he was acting like this.  

“I’m not afraid, I don’t want you to touch me like this.” 

“But why?” 

He hesitated, his feet reaching the shore, the human skin on his feet being replaced by blue scales. “I don’t trust you.” 

“Would it make it better if you knew my name? You still didn’t tell me yours, you must have one.” 

“Hideous monster, terrific creature, I don’t know, pick one your people decided to give me,” he retorted bitterly. 

“Those are not names. Please,” she begged. 

And her sincere eyes were the only things that made him say his real name for the first time ever. “Haechan.” 

“Haechan?” 

“Yeah, do you have anything to say about it?” He asked annoyed, already regretting the confession.

She shook her head, walking closer to him, they were standing face to face. “I love it, it fits you.” 

He scoffed. “Are you really that desperate?” 

“I’m being honest.” 

“We can’t,” he replied when her chest pressed against his.  

“I thought you said you couldn’t promise me to be gentle, but not that we couldn’t.” 

“What if people see? What if they think I’m hurting you and… it’s too dangerous. And the only way I know to do this is even more dangerous.” 

She smirked, looking past him, the dark water painted silver by the moon shining behind him.

“Don’t even think about it.” 

“Why not?” 

“You’re insane.” 

“I’d say I like a challenge.” 

“A challenge that could kill you, and then kill me once they find your dead body on the shore.” 

“Then don’t risk it and let’s say above waters,” she replied, touching him once again. “Did they move?” She asked when the scales on his arms bricked up.

“No, they didn’t,” he replied sternly, pulling his arm away. 

“They did! Are you turned on? Do you like it when I touch you?” 

“You know nothing about how I work, just shut up,” he said, wrapping a hand over her mouth. “Stop screaming, you will draw attention.” When Haechan looked down she was staring at him, the light reflecting in her eyes, making it look as if a million little stars were inside, and he pulled away when he felt his skin brick up. 

She smirked when she noticed, but didn’t tease him verbally. 

“You know nobody dares to come here at night,” she said, “as much as they love to call me crazy for believing in you, they shit themselves thinking they could encounter you.” 

“If something bad happens to me, but doesn’t get me killed, I’ll make sure I’ll come to haunt you wherever you are.” 

“Sounds good, so we will see each other again,” she smiled, touching his tentacles again, making him groan. 

“No touching,” he hissed. 

“How are we going to do it if I don’t touch you?” 

“You can only touch if I start it, or if they come closer to you. They are… sensible.” He gulped, looking at her. “Not like you mean it, not the ones that are out now. Damn, you’re so annoying with your little cocky gazes, that’s why you’re single and you have to beg a monster to fuck you.” 

“Shut the fuck up,” she said, rolling her eyes before she kissed him. She was tired of this beating around the bush, she wanted things to start. She gasped in the kiss when his tentacles wrapped around her frame and lifted her up from the ground. “Oh, finally started loosening up?” 

“I told you to —” Haechan tried to retort but she shushed him again with another kiss. 

“You’re so annoying,” he huffed when she pulled away. “And kisses are weird.” 

“Weird? What about touches? Your tentacles are all over me, can I touch them?” 

“Doesn’t it feel disgusting? They’re sticky.” 

“It’s weird, but I like it.” 

He quirked a brow, moving them more, exploring her curves. “Do you?” 

She hummed when one of them brushed between her legs and the other on her breast. It was weird, but not disgusting. 

And when he heard her moan, the put up façade he was showing crumbled apart, it was like her soft moans were telling him the truth, he could feel her body, he felt the pulses in her vein, he felt that she was being honest, that for some — weird — reason she truly wanted this, but mostly, she wanted him. No, he couldn’t read minds, but he, unfortunately, could feel so much, and all his life on that stupid planet he only felt hatred, disgust and anger, but this… this was different, this was good. 

“Do you trust me?” He asked, tentacles retracting from her body, leaving her surprised for a second, blinking at him with confused eyes. 

“Yes,” she still replied with no hesitation. 

“How much?” 

She hesitated for a second, not getting where this was going. Was there somebody behind her and he wanted to make her say something to don’t get them both killed or were his doubts haunting him again? 

“Enough to try this with you.” 

“Then can you let me try a thing with you?” 

“Define a thing.” 

“This,” he said, tentacles moving again, two of them reaching for her hands and blocking them over her head, the hold tight enough to make her stay still. “And this.” The other two roamed on her body, sending shivers all over it. 

Her head fell back and her lips parted to let out moans. “Yes, do —do whatever you want.” 

His eyes sparkled at the consent, and two more tentacles came out of him, securing around her ankles and lifting her up, it was as if she was laying but underneath her there was just air, and the cold, hard ground if he only let go of the grip. 

Her body stiffed when he grabbed her clothes and ripped them off her body with strength. 

“Don’t look surprised by my strength, you wanted this.” 

She hummed, nodding and biting her lips nervously, the cold air making her shiver. 

“I will warm you up,” he joked, “need more tentacles to keep you warm?” 

She nodded, moaning when two others reached her breast, squeezing her boobs strongly. 

“Fuck.” 

Haechan smirked, content with her reaction. “You look pretty down here,” his breath huffed against her wet pussy, and she tried to close her legs, but the tentacles were keeping her spread open. “Well, never seen a human one but yours is beautiful.” 

“That’s a weird comment,” she groaned, feeling so exposed because it was as if he was studying her, but well, could she be mad when she was just as curious of him? 

“Is it? Humans don’t compliment each other?” 

“Well, fuck, not exactly like this.” 

“Oh, well, I don’t want to be like you anyway so take it.” 

She was about to say something again but his tongue laying flat on her cunt stopped the words in the back of her brain, head falling backwards, dangling in the air, and nails digging into her own palms. 

“Fuck,” she groaned when he started moving it, long tongue teasing her entrance before his lips started sucking her sensitive clit. 

“Never imagined you’d taste so good,” Haechan groaned against her, hands cupping her thighs, as his tentacles moved to bend them and leave him more space between her legs. The new position, with her knees bent and slightly closer to her chest, made her feel his fast movement even more. 

Haechan pulled away, staring in awe at her dripping juices mixing with his spit and dripping down her ass. “Let’s see,” he whispered, lips curling in a smirk, “if I do this, will you like it?” Two smaller tentacles came from his back and reached for her pussy lips, pulling them apart. His tongue rolled out again and this time slipped in again, fucking in and out. 

She groaned when her eyes met his, staring at her with a lustful gaze, his tentacles now moving faster around him, and holding her tighter. She tried to close her legs again, sure that he must’ve had something in him that made everything feel ten times better because she had never been so sensitive. 

“I’m gonna come,” she cried out, squirming in his hold while she reached the first climax. Her skin was already pearled with sweat, and at this point she feared she was going to get sick because of the low temperature of the night, but her health wasn’t exactly her main concern right now. 

“Oh, you love this,” he smiled. “Didn’t think you would be so sensitive.” 

“Hae-Haechan,” she called breathlessly. 

“Yes, honey?” 

“The — the tentacles, can they, can you stop them?” 

He raised a brow, “Thought you wanted this?” 

“I do — I do, want this so badly but,” the breath got stuck in her throat as the tentacles on her nipples started sucking harder. “Too much. Too good.” 

“If it’s good it’s never bad, isn’t it?” He joked, placing a tentacle on her clit, and rubbing the head in circular motions. “But I don’t know how I want to fuck you yet, let me think.” 

“I’ll come again,” she cried out, voice breaking into a scream. 

“I warned you.” 

She groaned, letting her head fall back, giving in to the pleasure, it wasn’t bad, and that was the problem, the shocks of pleasure running in her body were so strong she feared he was going to tire her up before she could get a bigger taste. 

“Oh, I think I got it,” he exclaimed. “You’ve got a really nice ass, I want to have a better view of it.” 

She screamed when he swiftly turned her around, tentacles moving so fast her heart dropped when they let go of her to trap her in another position. But the fear of the precarity of it all made all her blood rush between her legs, pussy throbbing hard in anticipation. 

“So, so pretty like this,” he whispered, she was now facing him with her back, ass perched up, arms tied up, standing straight above her head, calves flat against the back of her thighs as two tentacles secured her legs in that bent position, almost as if she was kneeling standing mid-air. “Silver looks good on you,” he added, caressing her skin, and watching the moonlight reflect on her. “Are you cold?” He asked when his fingers grazed her back, running along her spine and felt goosebumps. 

“A — a bit.” 

“I’ll warm you up soon.” 

“Fuck,” she moaned, head tangling in front of her when he parted her ass cheeks, jumping back against him when he left a kiss on her rim. “I don’t —”  

“Shh,” he shushed her up. “This hole looks inviting.” 

“You can’t fuck me there raw.” 

“Why not?” He asked, and when she looked back he seemed genuinely confused, it would’ve been cute if only she couldn’t feel a tentacle already prod at the entrance. “Aren’t all holes made for that? To get fucked and filled?” 

“Kinda,” she replied, voice faltering as she tried to ignore the effect those words had between her legs. “Wait,” she stopped him when the appendance pushed in. “You need to — you need to get it wet and ready, it’s not like my pussy.” 

He raised a brow, not really getting the point of it, and she wasn’t going to explain to him the real point of it now. 

“Just — eat me out like you did before and push the smallest tentacle in,” she explained, hoping she wasn’t going to regret it considering the most daring thing she had done with her ass was put a shy finger inside of her. 

And he obeyed, tongue licking a stripe before he started to move with eagerness just like before. But he was eager, he had barely got a taste of anything and he couldn’t wait longer, so he slipped a tentacle inside, moaning when her warmth clenched around it.

She couldn’t reply, mouth gaping as she tried to realize what had just happened. “Feels weird,” she choked on her words as she tried to adjust to the sensation, smooth on one side while on the other she could feel suckers rub against her walls, ignoring the slight discomfort because he didn’t prep her at all. 

“Want my cock instead?” 

“No, I just — fuck — need to get used to it,” she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut. 

“Good, ‘cause you feel so good.” Haechan was getting high at the way she was moaning, pretty sounds and squeals. And in a second he moved closer to her, moving her so her pussy was right at his dick height. She yelped, not expecting him to move her around like that, so easily, as if she was nothing. 

“Are you going to take my cock?” 

She blinked, turning her neck, trying to get a glimpse of it, eyes widening when she saw it, bigger than anything she had ever taken, a dark blue at the base that turned lighter at the tip, full of ridges along the length, curving up perfectly, big heavy balls hanging tight under it. 

She whined, suddenly realizing she might’ve bargained more than she could take. “Sure, I’ll take it.” 

But Haechan laughed. “No, you won’t. You’re too fragile, little lamb. I told you this was going to be too much for you.” 

She didn’t answer, choking up on yet another moan as the tentacles in her ass started moving faster and deeper. 

“You’re so lucky I can and want to help you.”  

“You can make it smaller?” 

He let out a mocking sound, “Bigger, if I wanted to,” he smirked. “But I don’t feel like I want to destroy you… not yet.” Her smile dropped and he chuckled. “I’m kidding, I’m just joking. I wouldn’t want to break what could be my favourite plaything.” 

“Plaything,” she huffed. “You wanted me gone. Changed your mind? It does suck to be here alone?” 

She screamed when a tentacle latched at her clit, sucking hard, it almost felt like it was vibrating, no… it couldn’t be. 

“I need you to shut up,” he said, another tentacle coming out of him to reach her mouth and fill it with no grace. When he could only hear muffled moans, he smiled. “Better, sounds get irritating easily when you’ve spent so much time in silence.” 

She whimpered when she felt something wet against her opening, it was sticky and wet, but she couldn’t turn around and see, not that she could’ve anyway, but her head was being kept still by the tentacle fucking into her mouth. 

Her eyes closed when the tip of his fat cock started rubbing against her cunt, smearing the substance around. “Need you to be relaxed or no amount of aphrodisiacs will make this possible. I don’t like when my toys break.” 

She breathed deeply through her nose, cringing at the mess of spit that was drooling out of her mouth, and tried to relax her body. 

“That’s it,” he grunted, easing his tip inside her, ass bucking up at the intrusion. “Fuck, you’re so warm here,” he groaned when he slipped all the way in, fat, ridged cock stretching her wide, but it wasn’t as painful as she imagined it would be. Still, she could feel him so deep inside of her that she wondered how he wasn’t splitting her or hurting her. Large enough to fill her like nothing ever before, the scales rubbing against her walls, the new texture making shivers run down her spine and curl her toes already, stomach closing in a knot as the feeling emptied her brain.  

The sounds filling the chill, calm night of October around the lake were disgusting. Lewd squelching sounds, cum splashing between their bodies, tentacles dripping so much of it already that the brown earth was starting to turn white. 

And as much as Haechan told her to keep quiet, the one that was having a hard time holding the moans in was him. He never felt anything as good as that, all her holes feeling so good, bringing him closer to the edge before he’d love to. Not that he was scared of that, he could come over and over again, last for days if he wanted to, but her? Small body shaking into his tentacles hold, squirming and at the same time fucking back asking for more, small holes barely taking him, stretching out so widely just for him. 

“Should’ve fucked a human first, fuck,” he moaned. “Feels so good.” Probably the sight of her holes opening just for him was what he last needed to reach his orgasm. He didn’t warn her, though, coming inside all of her holes, filling her to the brim, sticky white cum overflowing, bringing her to the edge too. 

She coughed, spitting it out of her mouth, too much to even think of swallowing it. 

“Too much,” she cried out, feeling her muscles sore as she squirmed uncontrollably as she reached another orgasm. 

“You think I’m done with you? I want to see your pretty face while I make you come, see your pretty belly bulge,” Haechan snorted, still lazily pumping inside of her.  

She groaned. “Fuck me against the ground, I — I’m too tired, these positions are,” she blabbered, still spitting some cum out of her mouth, struggling to let out what she was thinking about.  

“Against the dirty ground? I don’t think so,” he said before he turned her around, this time holding her against his body, tentacles wrapping around her to shield her from the cold of the night, eyes staring right into her watery ones. “But I think we can try something else. You said you’d let me do anything, didn’t you?” 

She nodded, suddenly fearing what he could do to her. 

“Is it better?” He asked and she looked around in panic when felt herself floating, tentacles holding her up but she could feel they weren’t the main reason why she was laying in the air. 

“Yeah,” she whimpered, feeling her skin burn as the tentacles brushed against it.  

“Good,” he smirked, staring at her leaking holes in awe. “You’re so pretty, are all humans like this?” 

She nodded, half-lidded eyes looking into his. 

“As pretty as you?” 

“I — I don’t know.” 

“I don’t think so,” he replied, cock slipping into her cunt again, stretching her again. 

Her head fell back, but it was like something was keeping her up, almost as if he had put an invisible surface she could lay on. 

“You feel so good, fuck, should’ve come here sooner,” Haechan groaned, slipping another tentacle inside her ass, this time thicker than the one that had fucked her before. “Would’ve filled many lonely nights.” 

And she would’ve loved to reply that she did try, searched for him everywhere but he was too good at hiding, her brain though didn’t let her mumble a single word, nothing else that wasn’t a moan or a whimper. 

It took him nothing to make her come for the third time with an orgasm that simply didn’t feel real. It sent pleasure flooding through her entire body, making her scream in the night, cunt and ass clenching around him barely giving him space to still pump his thick fleshes in and out of her holes. 

But Haechan had no intention of stopping. If it felt good before, now it felt even better. Her face drunk on his cock and tentacles, mouth open, tongue rolling out and eyes rolled in the back of her head. He also would’ve loved to be gentle and let her lay like that, but he wanted her closer and wanted to have a better view, so once again he moved her body, angling her so that she was almost flat against his chest but not close enough that he couldn’t see the bulge of his cock in her belly. 

“Shit, can you see me through your pretty belly?” Haechan moved a hand behind her back, forcing her neck to look down, eyes snapping open in surprise, awe, and slight terror as she once again wondered how the hell it was possible and how deep he was reaching. 

“You look so pretty with a round belly, baby. Should I fill you more?” 

She nodded eagerly, broken moans slipping past her lips. 

“Yeah? Want all my cum deep inside your nasty holes? Want it to be so much it overflows and drips out of you for days?” 

“Yes, please, fill me, stuff me of your cum.” 

Haechan groaned before he emptied himself inside her again, stilling against her, tentacles stopping their frenetic movements as the pleasure ran all over his body. 

Her head rolled back as yet another orgasm washed over her, and she felt her brain hazed with pleasure. 

“Hae — Haechan,” she called out, voice breathy and tears trickling down her cheeks. 

“What, babe? Can’t take it anymore?” 

She nodded, biting her lips when two suction cups place on her nipples again, sucking avidly. 

“I’m sure you can.” 

“No, I — I — fuck,” she screamed, wriggling in his hold, hips involuntarily fucking into him. 

“I’m sure you can take one more for me, can’t you?” 

“I — I, not too much.” 

He shook his head, slipping out of her, cold air hitting her burning holes as his body moved back for a few seconds, cum dripping in a pool on the ground. 

“Want to fuck your tight ass with my cock and your pretty pussy with my tentacles.” 

She hummed before the words registered in her head. 

“Tentacles?” 

Haechan only smirked, pushing into her rim with force, knocking the breath out of her lungs. Her mouth open and drool dripping on her chin. “Haechan.” 

“Fuck, nobody ever screamed my name like that,” he moaned, head falling forward in the crook of her neck. “Not even in terror, they only call me a monster.” 

She only whimpered in reply, closing her eyes when she felt the first tentacle make its way inside her pussy, it wasn’t incredibly thick, but it filled her enough that she didn’t even want to think about the intrusion of another one. Not a single thought in her brain as pleasure buzzed in her veins, she was sure she wouldn’t have been able to walk back to the tent, not now and probably not even in the morning, but it felt good. 

“You take me so well, little lamb,” he praised, eyes staring right where he was fucking into her with force. “Should I add another one? See how much of me you can truly take?” 

She nodded, “Please.” 

“Please?” He snickered, a thick tentacle raising in the air before it reached her clit, sucking to help her dilated more around him. “Thought it was too much just a few seconds ago.” 

She shook her head, tears spilling down her eyes like a fountain. “Need you, need more.” 

“As you wish,” he chuckled before pushing the other one inside. The stretch was inhuman, enough to make her come on the spot, body freezing at the mercy of the shocks of pleasure that were rushing in her. 

“Fuck, fuck,” she cried out when the feeling dimmed, looking down, watching the two blue, veiny tentacles make their way into her poor abused cunt. She could clearly see them through her tummy, and feel them too. She should’ve found it scarier but she could only think that it was hot and felt so good she feared no other human was going to make her feel like that ever again. 

“So tight, little lamb. Can’t believe you came all the way here to get fucked by me. Used and filled by a monster. Begging to get ruined.” 

“Nggh,” she replied in a broken whimper. “Just for you.” 

He smirked, leaning in, long tongue rolling out to lick a stripe of her tear. “Everything about you tastes so good. Maybe you should stay around,” he hummed. “I should keep you with me to keep me company, always ready to get fucked.” 

She nodded, eyes opening to meet his. 

“Want that? Want to be my little toy to fill and fuck anytime I like? Only used for my pleasure?” 

“Yes, please.” 

Haechan groaned, “You can take all my cum as proof you’re not crazy, there will be so much in and on you that you won’t forget about it. It’ll leak out of you for weeks.” 

“Mhh, please.” 

“Gonna give it all to you, my favourite girl, aren’t you?” She nodded, a dumb smile on her face as the nth orgasm rose again. “You know, fuck, thinking about it, you would look so pretty carrying our babies, don’t you think so?” 

She only mumbled in a reply, too dizzy to truly listen. 

“Yes, you would, all round like you are right now, fuck, look at you.” He had already fucked so much cum into her that her belly was bulging not only from the tentacles but also from that, so round that she looked pregnant already. 

“Fill me, give — give it to me,” she begged, voice coming out like a mess of broken cries and high-pitched moans. 

“If you want that so much, fuck,” he growled, head falling backwards, eyes closed as pleasure overtook him. 

When he came inside of her it lasted longer, and this time more tentacles spilled cum everywhere, completely coating her body with the white, sticky substance. But she had no strength to squirm away or complain because the orgasm washing over her almost knocked her out completely. Vision white and ears buzzing while her back was arched, letting Haechan’s last pumps ride the high until it stopped. 

She didn’t hear or comprehend much of what happened next, she guessed he was still cursing and moaning while her holes still clenched around him, making it impossible to slip out. 

She soon passed out for a while and when her eyes opened, she was confused. She looked down and saw that she was clean but her hair was wet, still, she wasn’t cold, the warm light of the fire heating her up. When she looked up she saw that Haechan was still there, sitting close to her and playing with some wood, the red and orange lighting up his handsome features. 

“You can light a fire?” 

“Apparently, I can,” Haechan replied with a small smile on her face. 

“Tried to drown me?” She chuckled, regretting it when she felt all her muscles hurt. 

“Tried to clean you but I think you will leak my cum for weeks,” he commented. “I’m sorry, I even promised I would pull out but… you felt too good.” 

She laughed, “No worries, men do it all the time. And I’m on the pill, so no, I don’t think we’ll get a baby monster in nine months.” 

“I don’t know what the pill is but I put my trust in it.”

“Yeah, we all do.” 

Some silence passed before the monster broke it, gathering some courage to keep a conversation going. 

“How do you feel?” 

“Tired, and cold,” she giggled, rubbing her hands on the skin of her arms, and shifting closer to the only warm source. 

“I don’t have clothes, I could only lay you on that blanket because somebody dropped it in the bushes.” 

“One of my friends,” she rolled her eyes, suddenly reminded of them again. She hoped they didn’t run back to look for her, honestly. 

“It will be weird to explain,” Haechan whispered with a small chuckle on his lips.  

She shrugged. “Are my clothes ripped that badly?” 

He picked them up, they were torn in two with no hope of even putting an idea of clothes together. “I can’t control my strength.” 

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll try to find the strength to walk back to the tent and pretend nothing happened,” she said, rubbing her hands together, feeling that her limbs were freezing now that she didn’t have his body radiating so much heat, and moving even closer to the fire, trying to don’t pay attention to the discomfort. 

“Was it like you imagined?” Haechan finally dared to ask, shyly meeting her eyes, terrified of the answer. He was so good at screwing up, he didn’t even want to think about the few times he tried to get close to a human.

“Better,” she said, smiling when he looked down to hide the happy smile that was curling his lips too. “You’re so weird for being a monster.” 

“I’m just… not used to people like you,” he confessed, lifting his gaze. 

“Horny as fuck?” 

“Dumbass, I didn’t mean that,” he rolled his eyes. 

She laughed, shaking her head, looking up at the sky and thinking that it was so late and the walk back to their small camp was longer than ever in her condition. “Well, I better get going. As fun as it was, you also wrecked me and I think it will take some time to go back to the tent.” She stood up slowly, squirming in discomfort, forcing her muscles to do things they had no intention of doing. 

“Wait, will you come back?” 

Her lips curled into a teasing smile that then shifted into a tender one. “You want me to?” 

Haechan hesitated, what was the point of lying? “Yes. I still want to strangle you sometimes but I like you.” 

“Let’s do this, since this,” she pointed to her body, “is your fault and you still didn’t answer my questions. You’ll carry me back to my camp, we’ll chat about you, and then, we can even come up with a meeting plan.” 

“A plan? It sounds serious,” he joked but he was already standing up to reach her.  

“Isn’t it? Was I truly just a toy for you?” She winked, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around her body. 

Haechan rolled his eyes, two tentacles slipping out of his back to lift her up in bridal style after he blew off the fire. 

“It may all depend on the questions you’ll ask me. And I’d like to remind you that I can always kill you.” 

She smiled, leaving a peck on his cheeks that made him pull away as he started to step into the forest, tentacles retracing, except the ones holding her up, his body heating up to don’t make her freeze. 

“You won’t. We have some things to discuss and I think it could take a while, maybe when I’m not covered in your cum and in a nicer place.” 

Haechan laughed, looking at her face, the usual teasing smirk barely curling her lips, and her eyes still looking at him with the same shine even if he could clearly tell that she was tired and was barely holding up. It would’ve been a miracle if she didn’t fall asleep in his hold on the way back. 

“You are so weird. Are all humans like this?” 

She smiled, snuggling closer to his chest, feeling his heart beating in his chest, “Only the best.” 

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