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As a fisherman, you knew how much of a horrible idea it was to delve into the sea at the dead of night. The sea is deep, and pitch black. You look into it, and only your reflection from the moonlight is visible.
The sea is still, with no signs of life anywhere. Only the chirps of crickets reminded you that there is life out there. You push the rows on your boat, boating across the giant sea to a small patch of island right in the middle. A dock is there, ready for you when you arrive.
Underneath your boat, under the water, you could have sworn something was stalking you... like it was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
You're not that afraid though. You've encountered multiple sea monsters, and you find yourself always scrambling out of it, unscathed. Truly, the luckiest fisherman alive.
You find yourself getting closer and closer to the dock, sighing a breath of relief. Just a bit longer, and you'll be safely on shore. The side of your boat finally reaches the side of the dock. With some rope, you tie the end of your boat to the dock so it doesn't float away, and you step on the dock, with a sigh of relief.
The moonlight peeks through some clouds, illuminating the top of the sea.
You decide to take a seat, before you start fishing, like you came here for. You sit on the edge of the dock, your feet dangling off the edge, mere inches away from getting soaked. Underneath the water, your eyes can't look that far deep inside. But, you could have sworn, that there was something glowing in the water, maybe 5 feet down.
There's some fear that starts crawling up your back. Every time a sea monster or something of the sort came to bother you, you were with your mentor, an experienced old geezer. How would you handle this one by yourself?
It starts to get closer, the cyan glow gets brighter. Your eyes widen, and you pull your feet up, eyes glued. Oh crap, it's getting closer. You reach for your dagger, in its sheath underneath your jacket, watching carefully. To say you were scared, that was an understatement.
"Aye... Don't worry lass..." A man's head emerges out of the water. He is.... attractive. Very attractive. There is a scar over his left eye, the white of his eye with no pupils exposed. You furrow your eyebrows. He looks... extremely human and normal. Your grip on your dagger doesn't loosen, however. "Lass, you can trust me, can't ye?" He grins, and your eyes widen.
His mouth is full of teeth. Serrated, razor-sharp teeth. He... was not human. "Who... are you?" I ask, and his smile gets wider. "You can call me Demo, lassie. And you?”
Demo... why is he... being so friendly... Why does it feel like you should be scared? Why is the part of you, that's supposed to be scared, depleting? “.....(Name).” You find yourself saying. His scarred eye starts to shine, a cyan color. Brightly, illuminating the rest of the water where his body hides.
"Why don't you come with me?" More of his body gets exposed, scales down his arms and his chest, and it's starting to make your head feel fuzzy. You blink twice. "What.... are you...?" You finally speak, leaning in closer to the water. Demo grins.
"That's not really important, is it lass?" He extends out an arm, his arm is muscular and strong, with scales and a fin on his forearm... and a horrifyingly clawed web hand. "C'mere lass... I won't hurt ye..." His voice is ratting in your head, it feels like he's actually turning off your rationale.
"....Promise?...." You slur out, your body involuntarily moving closer to the water. Demo grins, and lifts himself up just enough out of the water, with his strong arms gripping the dock. He's quite tall... his body towering over you.
"Promise. We sirens... We never break our promises...." His grin is wide.
Siren... siren... wait, Siren! He's a siren. No, this is bad! Snap out of it!
Your brain seems to finally turn back on, your eyes widening. But before you can do anything to save yourself, his strong hand grips your jacket and pulls you into the water with massive strength. It happened too fast. You can barely process what was happening. The water enters your lungs as you realize you were pulled into the water, the fear is practically overtaking your senses, adrenaline coursing through your veins. You try to swim and push yourself out of the siren's tight grip, but it's futile.
You can feel yourself being dragged deeper and deeper into the water. The moonlight is becoming dimmer, and the air in your lungs fully depletes of precious air as you start to choke and drown-
Somehow, the water around you gets replaced with air, as you get tossed onto something extremely hard and rough. You choke and gasp, trying to get in of the fresh precious air into your lungs, occasionally spitting out water. Your body was slightly sore from being tossed like a pillow, landing on whatever the hell this was. You grip your jacket tightly, as your breathing stabilizes again, the massive amount of adrenaline in your body slowly depleting. You sit up, your gloved hands taking a feel on the ground, to see where you could be.
It feels rough but somehow smooth, like eroded rocks. You blink, looking around. It's pitch black, wherever you are. It smells like... limestone... salt.... sea water...
Slowly, a light illuminates near you, and you turn to see what it was.
Demo's holding a lantern, twisting the knob and making it shine even brighter. It eventually lights up the entire area. He’s on the ground with you, sitting upwards, leaning on one of his arms extended out. His tail is somewhat curled in, the end fin in the water.
You look around. You're... in a cave. Right now, you're sitting on some smooth rocks, with waves of the sea slowly coming in. Now that you think about it, you can faintly smell algae. No wonder why the air feels so... crisp here.
Wait, There are better questions to ask here. You turn your body to Demo, anger, and fury coursing through your veins. “What the fuck?!” Is the only thing you can spit out, though. “Why am I here?!”
Demo simply stares at you, with a grin. “Simple, laddie. I was gonna kill ye… but thought you were too cute, so I brought ye to me cave.”
You look around the cave again, this time noticing some books on a poorly made bookshelf in one corner, with a towel draped over it. Bottles of alcohol, that look like Scrumpy, are scattered everywhere. And in the other corner, is a towel, and a pillow… made of seaweed and algae. Guess that’s where he sleeps.
You can somewhat feel the anger leave your body, starting to feel thankful that at least you were not dead. You sigh shakily, feeling just how cold you were, completely drenched in your clothes.
“Ah, yer a cold little lad… Here…” Demo leans close to a pile of dry towels in a corner, and motions for you to undress.
You blink. “I’m not undressing with you looking.” Demo just stares at you, before turning his full body, his back to you. You can see the big fin down his back, the same color as his long tail. His long tail is a maroon color, which complimented his skin quite nicely.
Reluctantly, you undress, removing your jacket and pants, kicking off your boots, and removing your socks and gloves. Then, you removed your shirt, which stuck wetly to your skin.
The cool air against your skin makes you gasp, and you go to cover yourself, for an inch of warmth.
Your drenched underwear sticks to your body. You mentally debated removing it, before accepting that it would give you a cold if you kept them on. Hesitantly, you remove them, now completely naked, but mildly damp now.
Demo tosses you the towel, it barely missing the waves by half an inch. You quickly wrap it around your body and sigh in relief.
He peers behind him, checking if it was okay to look now. He then turns his full body to you.
Now, you decide to get a good look at Demo. He’s very long... And quite big. He’s resting on his forearms near you, the end of his tail in his water. He watches you with his good eye, with a toothy smirk crawling on his lips. “Aye… You enjoyin' the show?”
You blush lightly at his comment and look away. You wanted to come up with a retort, but you couldn’t come up with anything. Demo chuckles, before laying down fully on his tummy. He rests his chin on his palm.
This entire interaction… it's too much to process. You look down at him, who gives you quite a nice smile.
“Um… Demo… why didn’t you… kill me again? I thought sirens hated fishermen.” You ask, your eyebrows furrowing as his smile drops to a more neutral expression.
“Oh, we sirens hate ya bloody type. You fishermen kill me brothers and sisters, and drop the bloody corpses back in the water for us to see.” His eye narrows. You gulp, feeling the pure hatred in his glare towards you. Then, his expression softens.
“Ah, but we sirens are smart. We can detect when a fisherman is a ‘good’ one. Our eyes… help us see.” He points at his scarred eye. “Huh… okay.” You find yourself nodding.
“We sirens… we can also detect bloodlust in ye tones… We know when a bloody fisherman wants us dead or not….”
“... And you didn't detect that in mine?” He shakes his head. “When ye grabbed yer dagger… that wasn’t for blood lust. That… was out of fear.” He licks his lips, and you shudder, seeing his long tongue. “Protecting yerself… That ain’t bloodlust.” You nod again, still a little bit scared of the situation, but feeling the tension release significantly. He lifts himself up on his forearms, off his tummy.
“Also… ye were too cute to kill lass. Would have been a real shame.” He playfully winks, chuckling as your face turns another shade of red. Demo’s eye isn't glowing cyan, but you can't help but feel yourself becoming slowly attracted to the siren. His strong arms, broad shoulders, the way he’s so tall and practically cages you in… His toothy smile… his handsome face…
“Yer starin, lassie.” He gets close to your face, with a toothy grin. “I can tell… yer really likin’ the view, huh?” “What if… I said yes?” You find yourself saying slowly, swallowing some spit that formed in your mouth.
He chuckles, god he sounds so hot when he chuckles. “Well, I’d suppose the feeling is mutual, then lass.” He scoots in closer, closing the gap between you and him.
“Ye know I can… smell ye.” He purrs, his chest rumbling as he leans in closer. You can feel your brain turning off. Lust and desire are flowing through your body, feeling a pooling heat between your legs. You slightly shift, a bit, and his purring somehow became louder, like he got the confirmation he was right.
“Demo…” Your breathing is hitched, and you look up at him, who’s got a toothy grin. “Say it, lass. And I’ll… I’ll give ye what ye want.” There’s a soft, almost loving tone behind his words, despite the lust practically dripping from his words.
You nod, maybe a bit quickly. “P-Please Demo… I… I need ya.” He chuckles, before leaning in for a kiss.
His lips are pressed hungrily against yours, his large frame practically swallowing up your much smaller one, as his webbed hands roam and touch your body.
With soft whimpers, you kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his large frame. His scales feel nice to the touch. The towel slides completely off your body, exposing yourself to him. His hands pull you in closer to him, your bodies flushed tightly against each other. You’re sitting almost flush on his lap, the contrast of his human body to the slimy, scaly waist on your body was making your body heat up even more.
He purrs, and you can feel his purring vibrate through your body. Very slowly his webbed hand trails down your sides and to your thighs, giving a good squeeze, as he pulls away from his sloppy kiss, only to run his long tongue down your bare neck and chest.
You let out a gasp, arching backward slightly as he licks anywhere his long tongue can reach.
“Ye wouldn’t mind… if I?...” He trails off, before pressing his lips on your collarbone, his sharp teeth teasingly nibbling at your delicate skin, awaiting your response.
The lust clouds your mind. ‘G-Go ahead...~” In a hushed whisper, you nod, your hips slowly grinding against his. Demo purrs again, and he slowly sinks his teeth in your soft flesh, moaning softly at your warm, delicious blood.
Tears are welling in your eyes, but the pain is… just so delicious. You let out a pained moan, practically dry-humping Demo’s hips at this point. Your slick trails down your thighs, coating his body. You scratch at his back, and he purrs, sending vibrations throughout your full body. It was exhilarating.
“Haah… you… really enjoying this lass.” He moans softly, pulling away from your neck. The blood drips from his mouth. It should have been scary, but it turned you on even more. He licks his lips clean.
You shyly nod, still grinding yourself against his hips. “Need… more… please~” You let out a pathetic moan, and Demo smiles, toothily.
“Why dont ye… move yaself to me face?” He lies down, motioning you to sit on his face. A tang of nervousness fills your body, making you hesitate for a moment.
“Don’t worry. No teeth.” Demo reassures you, and with his hands, he leads you closer to his face. You swallow, the lust is fighting your nervousness, and you lower your body over his face.
Gripping your hips, Demo pulls you down even more, his tongue lapping over your sensitive clit.
A moan leaves your lips, all of your nervousness fading away as the lust takes over again, grinding softly against his tongue.
He watches your movements with a cheeky grin, his tongue working quickly at all your sensitive clit and sopping hole..
“Haaah… Demooo~” You moan out, tossing your head back as you feel close to cumming.
Like on cue… he then starts to tease your hole with his tongue, licking and prodding, before thrusting his tongue inside you.
You gasp, jolting slightly against his tongue, the feeling of his tongue inside your sopping hole, exploring inside of your walls was enough to push you to the end.
“Demo! Demo- I’m gonna!---” You let out a loud moan as you cum, all of your juices spilling on Demo’s tongue and mouth. Your body convulsed and shook, nearly falling backward, had Demo not been holding onto you.
With labored breaths, you try to move off Demo’s face, weakly, but his grip on you is iron tight, and he continues to thrust his tongue into you, occasionally pulling out to lick at your clit..
Shaking slightly from being overstimulated, you cry out and try to move his tongue off your oversensitive clit. Tears well from the overstimulation, and you let out more shaky moans.
Demo watches you and smirks, enjoying watching you unfold on his tongue, like putty under his tongue and in his grasp.
“D-D-Demo too much! Too much!” You can barely whine out, and he finally stops, his lips purring against you.
“Sorry… but ye look so hot like that, ya know?” He purrs, letting go of your hips. He helps you get off of his face, lying you down on your side, with Demo spooning you, one of his arms wrapped around you securely. His tummy is pressed against your back.
You tilt your head and watch in awe as Demo’s fingers slowly pull away a flap of skin on his hips, revealing... 2 large appendages. They both twitch, leaking at the tips. They rest on your lower side.
“Two?” You say in a hushed whisper. There's no way you could fit two inside you, but fuck, you’d be lying if it didn't turn you on even more.
He chuckles, nuzzling at your neck. “Aye… maybe I can fit them both in ya later.” Demo purrs, pressing soft kisses on your exposed collarbones and shoulders, thrusting his hips slowly against you, his cocks loosely missing your hole. With his hand he positions one of them at your sopping hole, so wet he didn't even need to prep.
Slowly, he thrusts himself inside, letting out a rather lewd moan. His other cock thrusts nicely in between your soft thighs. Your head is spinning, letting out a string of moans and curses, his cock deliciously spreads you open, pressing against your sweet spot deep inside you.
“Haaaah, Demooo~” You moan out as he chuckles, thrusting himself into you, pressing deliciously against your sweet spot at a sensual pace. His other cock is thrusting between your heavenly soft thighs, against your sensitive clit. The dual pleasure makes your head fuzzy, with lewd moans and gasps leaving your lips.
“Mmmm, ye sound so delicious lassie…” Demo presses soft kisses all over your shoulders and collarbones, holding you carefully in his arms like you were porcelain. Like he was afraid to break your body.
You can feel a second orgasm building as he speeds up his pace, purring softly against your body. He thrusts at your sweet spot faster, his cock rubbing against your thighs and your clit even quicker. His cock leaks precum, coating your thighs in his slick.
“Demo… I’m gonna!~~~” Your words get caught in your throat as he shifts his hips slightly, finding a whole new spot to thrust into. You cry out in pleasure, before cumming again, all over his cocks.
He slows down just enough for you to catch his breath, biting his lip as he softly thrusts into you, to catch his own release.
Having came twice, you must have lost your brain along the way. “Demoooo… you can be rougher with me~” You coo, and he chuckles.
“Ye sure lass? I… don't wanna hurt ye… Sirens never break their promises ya kno.” He presses a soft kiss on your cheek and you nod. “Yes, Demo! I’ll…. I’ll be okayyy.” You purr, and he chuckles, enjoying seeing you in this cock drunk state.
He stops moving for just a second, to lift your thigh up. Demo presses his other cock near your hole, sliding it inside like it was nothing. “Hmm, you’re really enjoying this, aren't ya…~” He teases you, while you close your eyes and let out a loud lewd moan. Feeling both of his large cocks, twitching deliciously deep inside you, you almost came a third time.
“Let me kno, if it's too much lass.” He presses one more kiss on your shoulder before his hips thrust harshly against you.
A choked gasp leaves your lips, moaning out loudly as he thrusts roughly into you, letting out soft… growls? He sounds so animalistic, the growls and groans in your ear, it makes you all the wetter. He seems to be letting himself go, the hand gripping your thigh so tightly it's definitely gonna leave bruises.
The arm wrapped securely around you scratches at your midriff, not enough to actually hurt you, but enough to bleed.
Small tears well in your eyes as you babble incoherent nonsense, his cocks felt so good inside you, you were practically drunk on his cock.
He purrs, before biting down, rather roughly on your shoulder. You let out a sharp cry, tears streaming down your face at this point. The pain on your shoulder and midriff is being drowned out by how well he’s expertly thrusting his cocks into you.
You can barely speak right now, feeling a third, and very powerful orgasm building up. All you can do is moan loudly like a whore, moaning Demo’s name in the process.
You can feel Demo’s saliva mix with your blood, dripping down your shoulder and down your back, feeling every sensation amplified to the maximum.
“Mmmph…. I’m close, (Name)...” Demo growls, his thrusts becoming more frantic yet sloppy.
With a loud cry, you cum for the third time, all over his cocks, spilling out and leaking all over your thighs.
Demo lets out a moan, and he presses himself roughly against you, before cumming. He milks himself inside you, both of his cocks spurting out his white seed deep inside of you. Slowly, he comes to a stop, pressed tightly against you.
It's quiet in the cave, the one noise there is the soft, rhythmic breathing of you and Demo, trying to collect yourself, and the waves crashing gently against the cave walls.
“Was I… too rough?” Demo asks with concern, looking at the marks he left.
“Maybe. But I…. I loved it.” You try to reassure him, with a sheepish smile, your hand weakly caressing his face gently.
“Ye humans don't understand the concept of danger dont ye…” He laughs, before pulling his cocks out of your raw hole.
His cum seeps out of you, and you let out a sigh of pleasure, enjoying the feeling a bit too much.
Demo presses soft kisses over where he bit you, the sensation a dull ache now. Slowly, he traces a hand over the scratches he left, making sure you knew that he felt a bit bad.
With your arms, you weakly sit up with Demo, who’s rubbing over any spot he might have been too rough with.
“Ye look good like this.” He smirks a bit. You blush and smile again. “I wouldn't mind if you did that to me again.”
Demo chuckles and pulls you into a hug, pressing a kiss gently on your lips. He pulls away, and looks at you, with a look full of love.
“Let’s get ya back to the surface… I’ll come back for ya same time tomorrow.”