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He was thirteen years old when he saw the first one drown. And since then, he had lost count of the bodies that would disappear under the surface of the murky water.
Taehyung knew what was causing the disappearances. The deaths.
Nobody would listen to him when he was less than a teenager, and as he grew older he realized that nobody ever would.
It only went after homeless people. Drunks and addicts that nobody would notice were missing. It waited under the surface of the water, keeping itself hidden until someone would drunkenly stumble into the water, or would slip in in the middle of the night to bathe with whatever soap-like substitute they could find to clean themselves from the dirt and grime that followed from living on the streets.
Taehyung learnt its pattern. Learned it would only strike late at night when it was sure nobody else could see. He always made sure to be around. To witness the end of a life. He knew nobody else would. That nobody else cared.
It was the least he could do.
He didn’t know whether the creature knew he had caught it in the act hundreds of times now.
The first time he had been at the beach late. Ass on the ground, toes buried in the sand after a bad day at school and the need to breathe some air before being surrounded by siblings.
He watched a man stumble past him down the beach, unaware of the boy sitting in the sand.
He witnessed the man throw his shirt off carelessly and wade into the water with a shout at the, what Taehyung had imagined, below zero temperatures.
He saw the creature rise from the water, lithe body dripping wet, the sun not quite low enough to obscure the inhuman features, before it wrapped its arms around the thin, scraggly half naked human and dragged them underwater.
Taehyung had screamed.
No age is considered a good one to witness a monster drowning another human, but thirteen is something worse. Still a child. Still developing.
He tried his damndest to tell everyone. He ran home in tears, screaming to his mother and father of what he had seen. They had run back to the beach, terrified with the police on the way, only for there to be no traces left of the man that had been drowned and the monster who took his life.
Taehyung knew his parents wanted to believe him. But with no trace of another human being in the area, and no witness aside from a screaming crying child, it was hard to hold a case against it. Especially with no missing persons case to follow.
He went back nearly every night.
His friends didn't believe him either.
It didn't come every night. Didn't kill every single person that dared breach the shoreline. But the later it grew, and if the human was obviously from the street. That. That was more likely to draw it out.
Graduation, the decision to stay home instead of going to college, countless lost friends and a handful of years later, Taehyung found himself working as a main receptionist for the town's only homeless shelter.
It was his best shot at getting to know the people that would inevitably die.
His coworkers, even his boss never seemed to notice, or care for that matter about the gradual disappearances. It was nothing to them. The people there were nothing to them but a nuisance.
He made a habit of attempting to steer the nice ones clear from the waters of the beach at night.
He made a habit of talking the ones that had made more than a few bad decisions in their lives, the ones that had hurt others for fun, into taking a late night swim.
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Taehyung watched with a sort of detached interest as the creature's latest snack stumbled drunkenly to the shoreline.
The man had been a disruptive asshole at the shelter: Threatening other patrons of the shelter, getting territorial and abusive, shouting at staff. It was bad enough that one of Taehyung's coworkers walked out, spouting that they weren't paid enough to deal with shit like that.
Eventually, Taehyung had calmed the man down enough, talking him into taking a late night swim down the road to try and freshen up.
Miraculously, the man had agreed. As long as Taehyung promised to come with him.
Taehyung wasn’t stupid. He knew why the man wanted him to come along, but he was far from scared, let alone concerned, for his own well being.
After checking that there were still some staff in the building and politely asking a colleague to man his desk for a few hours. He left the building, shivering at the cool night air, with the disgruntled man in tow.
The man muttered to himself the whole way, tailing drunkenly behind,stumbling over the curb. He caught ear of the man mumbling something about his ass a few times, and Taehyung pulled his cardigan tighter around his shoulders as he continued down the street.
As they reached the edge of the sidewalk, where it turned from hard cement into soft sand, Taehyung kicked his shoes off and nodded towards the water.
The man scowled at him, grumbling about ‘Kids and manners these days,’ before he passed Taehyung with a grunt and stomped down to the water.
Halfway down the beach, he turned to face Taehyung while walking backwards with a crooked smile gracing his features and shouted, “Come join me, pretty thing!”
Taehyung rolled his eyes, staring straight ahead at the water.
It was a little bit earlier than the usual time. Normally the thing wouldn't show up until the sun had set, but Taehyung really wanted the man out of the shelter, so he hoped it’d be near the shore anyways.
The man shouted again, “Maybe when I’m all squeaky clean you’ll pay me some well earned attention, yeah?”
Taehyung sighed deeply. He padded through the sand until he was only a few meters from the shoreline and gingerly sat down, picking at his nail beds, and lamenting the amount of sand he'd find attached to his thinly knit cardigan.
Taehyung watched as the man seemed to forget to remove his clothes, and went straight into the water fully dressed.
Taehyung waited disinterestedly. But as the minutes passed, and the man swam around without any sort of disruption, he began to feel the disappointment, and something else crawl up his throat.
The man finished up scrubbing at his hair with nothing but water and his nails before he emerged, sopping wet.
And still alive.
The old man stared at Taehyung as he exited the shallow water. Taehyung popped up and stuffed his hands inside his pockets.
“Well, we should probably head back. My colleague will want to be let off the desk pretty soon here, I’d think. Let’s get going.”
The older man leered at Taehyung, stepping closer to him, as Taehyung stepped back, smiling brightly to hide his growing fear.
“That sounds great,” the man mocked, “we can head back, hold hands, and drink tea and eat scones! Or—” He stepped closer as Taehyung took another step back. “Or, I could have my treat right here, right now.” He grinned as he grabbed Taehyung's arm.
Taehyung lurched back, startled, and yelped as he toppled backwards, feet sliding in the sand. He landed on his ass with a thump and the panic settled in as the older man quickly fought to pin him down against the ground.
Taehyung squirmed violently as the sopping wet man gained the upper hand on him. The man pinned his arms above his head with both hands firmly gripping his wrists. He stretched above him and pinned him down with his knees while Taehyung thrashed and attempted to buck him off.
“Get off!” Taehyung shrieked.
He could feel the fear and bile rising in his throat. The homeless man still reeked of alcohol and week-old breath. His unshaved beard dripped water onto Taehyung’s shirt, his soaked jeans seeping into the thin fabric of Taehyung’s slacks.
Taehyung kicked his legs out in an attempt to gain some footing to buck the man off, but the sand slid past his feet, halting any chance he had at leverage. The man Pinned his hands above his head with one hand, and ripped his shirt open, buttons flying wayward.
Taehyung writhed, bucking his hips violently, and yelled in the mans face, “Get the fuck OFF me!!” He squirmed and squirmed. The man slapped him hard, dazing him long enough to halt his squirming as his vision swam.
“You're the pretty little dumbass that thought it was a grand idea to bring me out here alone. Did you really REALLY think this would end well for you, pretty? You must be more stupid then I thought you were.” He laughed again.
Taehyung squirmed harder, yelled at the man to get off of him more fervently when two large, black, thinly clawed hands wrapped around the man’s torso.
His eyes widened.
Before the older man could react, a sick mockery of a human face appeared above his shoulder, a large mouth, with rows upon rows of sharp black teeth opened and buried itself in the fabric and skin.
The man screamed and spasmed, as he attempted to jerk the creature off of himself. His grip on Taehyung's wrists loosened enough for the younger man to squirm upwards, away from the direct spray of blood. The homeless man jerked violently, fingers twitching in an aborted attempt to grab Taehyung once more before the creature bit down again, directly along the mans open neck.
The man stopped screaming at some point, and the creature pulled the man off of Taehyung’s legs, threw the body beside him, only to crawl on top of it and continue feasting on the man’s open neck.
Taehyung watched in morbid fascination. The creature seemed to have adapted its body to look somewhat humanoid, as from the waist down its skin was tinted a near pitch black, and led into human legs and feet. Small patches of black scales dotted along its hips and thighs Its upper half, aside from splashes of blood along its chest and mouth, was a muted, dull, light-grey-like colour with sharp features. It had short jaw-length, choppy black hair, mussed and water-logged, dripping down its face and back, mixing with the blood. A sharp jawline, bloodied plump lips, countless black razor sharp teeth, sharp thin eyes closed in what had to have been pleasure as everytime it tore more clothing from the lifeless body beneath it, it’d make a chirping, clicking like noise.
It dug its clawed hand into the human's chest, and stuffed a handful of the bloody, shredded meat into its mouth, chirping once again.
Taehyung gasped, belatedly he slapped a hand over his mouth to keep himself quiet. The creature chirped, paying him no attention as it continued to devour the human, skin, bones, organs and all beneath it.
Taheyung continued to watch.
He knew he should be terrified.
He knew he should run, find the police before the creature had a chance to clean up everything.
He knew he should be disgusted, terrified even, by the sight of the creature devouring another human beside him.
But he wasn’t.
He was curious.
He was curious until the creature seemed to register him still being there, its head snapping in his direction.
Then he felt the tendrils of fear.
Most of its face was covered in bits and pieces of human flesh and blood. The liquid dripped down its pointed chin. Its black eyes watched Taehyung with rapt attention, before it pointed at him with a blackened, long, clawed finger.
“Stay,” it croaked.
Taehyung’s eyes widened. It spoke. The creature spoke.
Its voice was distorted, unused, a wet and gurgled sound as blood dripped from the side of its lips.
But it had spoken.
It stared at him. It was expecting a response before it would continue.
Taehyung shook his head slowly. “I… I need to get back to work.”
The creature shook its head quickly. Its black hair flew around and the blood on its face and water in its hair splattered against the sand.
“Stay. Or I will eat pretty too.”
Taehyung whimpered, barely putting up a fight. “O… Okay. I’ll stay.”
The creature nodded, before it continued to devour the human beneath it, chunk by chunk.
The sun had begun to set further along the horizon, making it harder for Taehyung to make out the features of the creature as it ate.
He should've stopped staring minutes ago, maybe attempted to run away, but watching the creature rip the old man, who nearly raped him, apart bit by bit, was satisfying in a sick and twisted sort of way.
Taehyung leaned against his palms in the sand, stared up at the now darkening sky and waited patiently.
He startled as he caught sight of it crawling towards him in his peripherals, and scrambled backwards to avoid not only the creature, but the blood dripping from its claws, chest and face.
“Hold still,” it said, just as roughly and wetly as it had spoken the first time.
Taehyung whimpered again. He forced himself to stay still as the creature crawled up to him, and plunked itself onto his lap.
It’s legs were cold against the thin fabric of his work slacks, and it smelt like rotting meat and seawater.
The creature blinked at him. It tilted its head curiously, sniffing the air. Its sharp pupil-less eyes framed by long black lashes.
It spoke again.
“Pretty keeps bringing me food.”
Taehyung flinched involuntarily. “I haven’t always. I just... I didn’t think you’d always be there. I…” he trailed off. He knew he was trying to lie. Knew he had been leading people to this thing for months now. Knew he couldn’t force a lie to the creature itself.
“Lie. Pretty always knows m’here. Always watches. Been watching. Pretty, wants something no? Want my scales? My nails? Hm?”
It leaned closer to him, cocking its head. Cold water mixed with blood dripped from its chin, landing on Taehyung’s bare skin pulling a shiver from him.
“N—no. No I don't want anything. I’ve just be—”
“Lie!” It yelled. Blood and spittle hit Taehyung in the face. He flinched and squirmed backwards in a meager attempt to get away from the creature.
It grabbed him by the throat, long clawed fingers easy encasing the fragile skin, forcing him to halt.
“Humans always want something. Humans don’t watch . What do you want Pretty? Why bring me food? Hm?” It leaned closer into Taehyung, it’s hand flexed around his throat and he swallowed harshly under the pressure.
“I don’t. I don't want anything, I promise. I just— I saw you for the first time when I was a kid, and I was so scared, but I learnt nobody would believe me, so I stayed, and I watched, and I've always just watched, but I don't want anything, and I won't hurt you. I'm just— I just needed to remind myself that you're real. That I wasn't going insane.”
The creature stared at him as he rambled. Its grip around his neck loosened a fraction. He was unsure if it even fully understood him. It’s language seemed broken and rusty, as if it never had to speak to humans, and he figured that wasn't far from the truth. Most people don’t exactly try to hold a conversation when you murder them, but he couldn't stop as the fear bubbled up his throat and verbalized in a pointless ramble.
“I won't try to tell anyone about you again. I’ll stop visiting the beach at night. I’ll forget you’re here just let me go home. Don’t eat me, please .”
The creature blinked at him. It cocked its head to the side.
“Pretty doesn’t want?”
It looked genuinely confused, and Taehyung fidgeted in the silence, shaking his head slowly.
The creature lurched forward, and Taehyung yelped. It removed its hand from his neck and shoved him down against the ground with both hands pressed firmly to his shoulders. His head hit the sand, particles of it flying everywhere around him as his eyes widened and he yelped.
It opened its mouth. Rows of sharp, inky black teeth made a second appearance before it buried its face against his neck, and Taehyung felt tears flowing down his face. He felt so stupid, knowing this was how he was going to die. Knowing he deserved this for all the people he had led to this exact demise.
But the creature didn’t bite him. It chirped against his throat, closing its mouth and lowered itself against his body. He gasped at the pressure of its thighs caging him in, pressing against what he hadn't realized was his own growing erection.
The creature chirped and clicked again.
“Pretty isn’t scared… not scared, no... hm, smell different.” It muttered against his neck. It would have been inaudible if it wasn't so close . Taehyung gasped as its blood slicked lips grazed the junction of his neck and shoulder. He held still in fear that any movement would cause the creature to change its mind and bite him.
“Pretty smell… ah,” it chuckled, “I know this smell… Pretty wants .”
Taehyung squirmed. “No! I don't want anything. I already told you, I don't want to take anything.” He rambled.
The creature grinned against his neck.
“No, No. Pretty not want to take. Pretty want something else.” It chirped again, a grating, almost clicking, noise from its throat, so close to Taehyung's ear.
“Why do you keep calling me that?” Taehyung said abruptly.
He was stalling. He knew he was, but in knowing what the creature was insinuating, he wasn't entirely sure if he could lie about it as the creature pressed more of its weight against him. His hands flexed uselessly by his sides as the creature continued to, what he assumed, was scent him.
He held back a broken whimper as it ground against him more firmly.
“Name?” It asked. It pulled back from his neck, sitting up in his lap, hands still firmly holding his chest. It tilted its head again in question.
“N—no?”
“Other human call you Pretty,” it said, frowning.
“He thought it was a compliment. That's not my name. My name is Taehyung.”
The creature shrugged. “Ta-ee-hee-yuh-ng…” It shook its head, furrowing its brows. It gave a light nod before diving towards Taehyung's neck, making him flinch.
“Mmmm. Pretty want. Pretty want, and Pretty doesn’t want to want, but he dooesssss.” It dragged the last part out, the s coming out something like a hiss and taehyung shuddered underneath it.
He choked on another whimper as the creature ground itself against him again. It took every ounce of willpower not to grab the creature by its waist, but his fear of it biting him for touching it was stronger than his aching fingers, so he buried his fingers in the sand in a sad attempt to clutch at something .
Taehyung whimpered as it resumed nosing along his neck and jawline. It didn’t bite or kiss, so much as inhale, with its lips pressed against the skin from the intensity of it inhaling his scent.
His mind began to wander as the creature continued to grind down against him. From what he could see in the earlier light, it didn't have any visible genitalia. Just a smooth flat surface between its human-like legs. The same inky black colour as the rest of its body, and he wasn’t sure what it intended to do, or if it could even do anything. He forced a moan back down his throat, and abruptly stopped his own train of thought when he became startlingly aware of what he was thinking.
The creature wasn’t wrong.
He did want.
He could barely stop himself from grabbing a hold of the creature rutting on top of him, but he couldn't stop himself from lifting his hips slightly, searching for some sort of friction against the smooth surface between its legs.
It chuckled and removed its head from the junction of shoulder and neck to stare down at him, hands still placed firmly on his chest.
“Pretty doesn’t want to take, no . Can I take? Will you let me take, Pretty? Hm?”
Taehyung's eyes widened in shock. Arousal licked up his spine, and a broken moan worked its way past his lips, involuntarily. The creature grinned down at him.
“I— I don’t know, I mean— we shouldn't— I don't— I…” He trailed off, floundering in a weak attempt to deny the creature.
“Pretty wants.” It cocked its head to the side. “I want to take from Human. Humans always always try to take from me. Pretty, let me take .”
Taehyung whimpered. He nodded jerkily, hands flailing by his side uselessly.
“O—okay. You— You can take. I just— I don’t know how… how this will work? You don't have…” He trailed off again.
The creature looked down at him confused, before its eyes lit up in understanding and it chirped. It grabbed his wrist before scrambling backwards off of his lap, standing on shaky legs, and tugged at him to stand.
“Come, Pretty, come.” It pulled at his arm, long clawed fingers pricking the skin of his wrist as it tugged insistently at him to get up.
Taehyung stood, and the creature immediately began to tug him to the shore line. It chattered animatedly in a tongue he couldn't understand to itself while it tugged him down the beach. “Come, come, come!” It chirped again.
He followed along blindly in the dimming light, permitting himself to be tugged down the beach by the creature. He startled when it stopped abruptly a few feet into the water. It was an inch or so higher than ankle deep, enough that the receding tide didn't diminish the water level, and it whirled around to face him, a wild grin on its face, only to grab him by the shoulders and spin him around to face the darkening beach.
It shoved him hard, and he yelped, scrambling to catch his footing, only for it to shove him harder, and he finally tripped with a “Shit!” and crashed into the water on his hands and knees, effectively soaking his pants.
The creature clapped and chirped happily, and as Taehyung turned to look at it over his shoulder, he couldn't withhold the gasp at the sight of it standing behind him.
The moonlight reflected off the creature's skin, illuminating three large slits on either side of its neck that fanned out slightly with the breeze. Its sharp eye stared down at him with delight, and it grinned a smile that showed far too much teeth for Taehyung's liking.
"M'gonna take from human!" It said, and Taehyung couldn't help the shiver that worked its way down his spine at the way the creature looked down at him.
It dropped to its knees, happily chattering away to itself before it gripped Taehyung's pants without warning and pulled them down, slightly tearing the fabric with its claws.
Taehyung gasped as the cold air immediately assaulted his bare ass and straining cock.
"Pretty is excited, yes? Pretty will let me take take take, hm? Can I take, Pretty?” It crooned.
"Ha—yeah, yeah you can take," he sputtered out.
He gasped loudly in the still air as the creature behind him took handfuls of his ass cheeks. It spread them apart without any warning and he felt the wet muscle of its tongue creep up from behind his balls all the way up his ass crack at an achingly slow pace.
Taehyung's arms gave out instantly and he sputtered on a mouthful of water.
The creature behind him adjusted its grip, wrapping an arm around his waist to tug him back harshly, and continued it’s assault on his ass.
It’s tongue was long, and coated in some sort of liquid thicker than saliva, and it dripped messily between the cleft of Taehyung's ass, sliding down past his hole and dripping down his balls into the water below.
The creature licked into him deeper, faster, sucking on him harder, and Taehyung couldn't help but shriek from the sensation. His legs shook underneath him, the creature just hoisted him up from the waist each time he slid further into the water.
It made a happy little chirping noise behind him, pushing its tongue past his rim, and he swore he could hear it giggle between his ass as he violently trembled.
Through the haze of pleasure, Taehyung wondered if he’d be able to cum like this. With some creature of the sea eating his ass like its final meal.
He squirmed, whining just barely above the water below his chest and it pushed its tongue further in. His cock throbbed between his legs, untouched.
He adjusted himself, balancing on one arm shakily, his hand slid into the squishy sand beneath the water, and he nearly lost his balance from the way the creature shoved it’s tongue further inside of him, before he steadied himself, reaching between his legs, curling his hand around himself and gasping at the sensation of finally, finally, finally, having something on his dick.
He choked on a moan, pushing himself further back against its mouth as the creature stuffed its tongue into his ass over and over again, assaulting his senses and smearing its thickened saliva everywhere.
It gripped his ass cheeks hard, the squishy globs of fat protesting underneath it’s sharp nails, and Taehyung knew he'd have marks, if not a few cuts by the end of this.
The creature giggled behind him once again, sucking on his rim hard.
“What's so—ah… What's so funny?” Taehyung stuttered out.
The creature ignored him for a few minutes, favouring stuffing its tongue deeper into his ass, before it withdrew its tongue with a wet smack.
Taehyung steadied himself with both hands in the sand, ignoring his throbbing dick.
It gripped his ass cheeks hard. “Pretty’s so willing . Letting me take and take and take. How much will Pretty let me take? Hm?” It giggled again, a gurgling, wet and inhuman sound, “humans never let me take. Humans just fight fight fight. But you don't fight. No, you let me take.” It hesitated. “Pretty is human yes?”
Taehyung paused at that. Some unspecified creature of the ocean, with humanoid features, a broken voice, broken english, and a mouthful of teeth that ate humans as snacks, was questioning if he was human and it was in that moment he became aware of how truly fucked up he was.
He was prepared to let the creature do anything it wanted to him. Completely handing over his body to it, and he was ok with it. His cock hung heavily between his spread legs as proof of just how willing and ready he was to do whatever the creature behind him wanted. He hung his head between his arms, his forehead nearly grazing the water below them.
“I— yeah... Yeah, I’m human. I just— I— Fuck, I dont know. I don't have an answer.”
The creature laughed.
It laughed, and it was another reminder of how inhuman it was. A wet almost childlike sound fell from its lips, trailing into the chirping sound it did whenever pleased. “Humans are so funny,” it giggled.
It grabbed Taehyung by the hips, startling him with the intensity of its grasp. Its clawed hands dug into his skin, eliciting a sharp cry. Taehyung braced himself with his forearms digging into the sandy water, his head hung between his shoulders.
“How are you— How will you, um… ” He licked his lips. “How will you, um, take? You dont have a— AH!” He cut himself off with a yelp as the creature pressed something blunt against his hole.
“Don’t have what, Pretty?” it purred behind him.
It pressed further against him, and Taehyung choked on a whimper as it attempted to force its dick past his entrance.
Its tongue had done a fair job of loosening him up, but it was nothing compared to the stretch of a blunt cock on his rim when he hadn't had anything aside from his own fingers there in months.
Its cock seemed to be coated in something similar to its saliva, but Taheyung cried out as the creature steadied itself with its hands digging into his waist, and he felt the blunt end of its cock press against him once again. It clicked its tongue behind him disapprovingly as he writhed forward in a meek attempt to pull away from it, and grabbed him harder, long claws pressing into the soft flesh below his ribs.
“Stay still, Pretty.” It snipped at him.
“H—hurts.” Tahehyung whimpered as the creature once again pushed forward, the head of its cock catching slightly on his rim, forcing a choked moan out of him.
It gripped him harder, claws nicking his skin as it pulled him back against itself with a harsh tug. Its cock, finally breached the first ring of muscle and Taehyung cried out as his body accommodated to the foreign stretch of the creature above him.
The creature chirped, a trilling sound before it pulled back slightly, only to adjust its grip on his waist and tug him back more firmly, sinking deeper into his heat.
Taehyung was overwhelmed. The creature's claws dug into his skin. It stung, and small rivulets of blood trickled down his sides in testament to the creature's strength and disregard for his human body. The feeling of the creature's foreign shaped cock stretched him to the brink of pain, a burning sensation filled him and he dropped forward, forehead grazing the water below, tears streamed down his face, dripping into the water and disappearing into nothing.
The creature paid little to no attention to his discomfort. His fear. And giggled happily behind him as it pulled out nearly all the way, only to slam itself back into him again. Its hand slid back to his ass, claws scraping the skin along its path and Taehyung squirmed beneath it. It only gripped the fat in its hands harder, pricking the skin, pulling more blood, pulled his ass cheeks apart as it repeatedly thrusted in quick succession.
Taehyung cried, the strength in his forearms waning as the creature used his body for its own pleasure. His cock hung heavily between his legs, but any attempt to balance on one arm would result in the creature snipping at him to hold still.
So he stayed there, letting it take as much as it wanted from him. He moaned, broken and watery as the sting and stretch of its cock turned into something more pleasurable. He whined, lashes coated in tears as it gripped his ass harder, cutting deeper into the skin with complete disregard for his safety.
The creature itself moaned a wet, broken, sound and slammed its hips against Taehyung’s ass with fevor.
“Pretty, gives, mmn… Pretty gives so well . Lets me take so, ah! Mm—ha, so much ,” it moaned.
Taheyung nodded stupidly, his forehead splashed against the water.
It giggled, again, hiccuped wetly, and Taheyung tensed as a clawed hand made its way to the back of his head. It started as a rough caress, claws sliding through his dark locks, he moaned, relaxing into the touch, pushing his head back against it before a startled gasp left his lips as the creature gripped his head roughly, claws digging into the side of his head, barely giving him enough time to suck in a gasp of air before it abruptly shoved him face first into the water.
At first, Taehyung didn't panic. At first it added to the thrill, he felt his cock twitch between his legs with interest. The creature continued to pound into him as it held his head down. His cheek scraped against the sandy floor of the shoreline.
But the seconds ticked by, and the creature didn't let up on its grasp. He wriggled his hips, a silent attempt at letting it know he needed to breath. Soon. But it continued to brutally pound into him while holding his head down firmly, claws digging into his scalp.
Taehyung started to panic. He was running out of breath, the forward thrusts forcing little bouts of air from his mouth involuntarily each time. He pushed at the ocean floor, pushed back against the hand on his head.
The creature pushed harder.
He was going to die.
It was going to use his body until it was satisfied. It didn't matter to it whether or not Taehyung survived. He felt so stupid, so fucking stupid for thinking he would make it out of this situation alive. He knew this thing was a monster. Knew it ate people, not only for food, but for fun, and yet he thought, had some stupid fucking twisted idea, that it wouldnt kill him. That it’d spare him because he was so willing to give give give.
His vision swam, a numbness spreading through his body as he struggled to hold the miniscule amount of breath he had left, and as the creature thrusted into him more forcefully than the last, his lungs pushed out the remnants of his breath and his senses flooded with water.
He coughed, choked as the water filled his nose, mouth, and lungs. He flailed before the creature's grip on his head tightened and it pulled him up, scalp stinging, and reefed him from the water, only to pull him flush against its chest as it slammed into his ass. It let go of his head only to snake its arm up in front of him, wrapping its long fingers around the front of his throat, and held his body against it as it thrusted once, twice, before stilling with a loud, wet moan, flooding him with its cum.
It continued to circle its hips against him, muttering against his shoulder, “Ah, ah, mnnn, ah— Almost, ah Almost killed Pretty. Almost di—did. Did Pretty, like that? Hm? Did Pretty, feel f—fear? Pretty is so warm .” It nuzzled its face against his shoulder. “So warm and so good for me, yes?”
Taehyung hiccuped in its hold. At some point, amongst the chaos, the fear of drowning, the fear of dying, the creature reefing him up and flooding him with air and every other sense, he had cum.
Taehyung had cum so fucking hard knowing he was going to die being fucked by some monster.
Everything came to the surface at once. He choked, clawing at the creature's hand around his neck with a strangled out, “Let, go!” It released its hold, and he dropped back on all fours with a splash. Fat tears rolled down his cheeks, as he gulped in large quantities of air, choking and coughing the remnants of water out of his lungs.
“You were going to fucking kill me!?” He rasped out. He sat back on his knees, before standing on shaky legs, black dots still swimming in his vision.
He pulled his sopping pants back up, and shakily closed the buttons on them. He stared at the creature, eyes wide, tears still streaming down his face.
It smiled. “M’yes. Almost killed Pretty.” It sat down on its knees, placing its hands in its lap in a jarringly human mannerism and looked up at him. “Almost did. But Pretty was warm, very warm, and I liked it. Like that Pretty moved. Pretty moved so well, and and M’not hungry. Not hungry for food anymore today. Don't want to eat pretty yet.” It nodded, and Taheyung understood it was more so to itself, as if it was agreeing with itself that it didn't want to eat him yet.
He stared at it.
The implication that it had done this, but with things that didn't move, made him shudder violently. And it seemed to think this was something that would happen again.
And Taehyung didn't know whether he wanted it too. He didn’t know if he wanted to play with his life on the line just for sex with some sort of water monster that ate homeless people for fun.
He didn't know what he wanted.
He sighed, wiping at the tears and snot on his face. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I need to go back home. I can't stay here,” he said
The creature nodded. “Yes, Pretty goes home, but Pretty will come back.”
It beamed up at him, and Taehyung's heart lurched.
He left, leaving his torn shirt on the shore. He walked home in sopping wet slacks, making it home on autopilot. He called the shelter, telling them something had come up and he wouldn't be back for the rest of his shift. He showered on auto pilot. Winced at the bruises that speckled his body. Cleaned the nicks and cuts the creatures claws had left on him. Layed in bed, stared at his ceiling, and as he drifted to sleep, he knew it wasn't wrong.
He would come back.