SLUTS FROM SPACE!
Jan. 2nd, 2011 12:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snoozing_kittenTitle: SLUTS FROM SPACE!
Pairing: Koyama/Jin/Nakamaru
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5,831
Warnings: Tentacles, dub-con, bondage, aliens, sex outside, double penetration, prostate milking
Summary: On New Year’s Maru, who had gone out into the world to find excitement and given up somewhere along the way, picks up a mysterious stranger and gets a lot more than he bargained for.
Notes: Affectionately known as ‘that porn with 10x more penis’ as well as ‘dear god what did I do?’. Many thanks to all the great ladies who helped me with this, there were a lot as I whined and got annoyed in different stages. Inspired great conversations such as, “the metal bikini is metaphorical, being a slutty space babe is more of a state of mind.” Written in the span of 48 hours for the New Year's Eve Challenge.
Other NYE Challenge participants:
bubbly | katmillia |miss_jelly | ryogrande | sashjun | snoozing_kitten | tatoeba | yuumei_nata
Nakamaru was not beautiful people. He knew that. He was at peace with the fact that he would never be beautiful people. Fine. Great. Next song.
That didn’t explain why this beautiful person had an arm around his shoulders, all smarmy grins and the tantalizing scent of sweat, beer and cologne which was too expensive for this dead-end dive. The floor was made of warped wooden planks, and there was one that actually gave a four centimetre rise that people tripped over constantly. The length of the bar was a long wooden affair with a grizzly old man behind it. He probably had a shot gun hidden under there, and they had nothing but American generic beer and cheap whiskey and probably enough tequila to down a horse.
Which was great and all but didn’t explain why this beautiful and terrible man was pulling him around the bar after him like he was some sort of mangy stay. He wore a leather jacket and aviators pushed up into his hair and dark-wash baggy jeans and boots. Nakamaru had been nursing a beer at the bar, being ignored by Big Bob, whom owned this fine establishment, completely minding his own business when this tall and dark stranger rolled into town like a Calvin Klein scented hurricane. He’d pressed a little closer then was considered polite and his voice was low and just a little rough, like the first drag of a cigarette.
“You look lonely, how about a drink and a game?”
“I’m shit at pool.” Nakamaru swallowed nervously. Stranger gave him a small smile, his cute bottom lip curving. Big Bob gave them a bit of squirrelly look, and Maru made the decision for the first time since he had moved out here that Big Bob and his Big Shotgun can just shove it.
“Imagine that. Me too.”
Which was how the night began completely inauspiciously.
“I am truly miserable at this game.” Nakamaru sighed; they had been uselessly shooting the cue ball around the felt without hitting anything for the last five minutes. Jin (no last name, with a hand shake that had his fingers sneaking up his wrist like dirty little thieves) went to get them another round of beers. By now Maru would have left, slightly buzzed and every bit as miserably boring as when he walked in. Tonight was different and a little different because Jin, Jin who was beautiful people, had seen him in the corner all alone, black t-shirt doing nothing to hide the fact that he was little more than a heap of skin stretched over the endlessly acute angles of his bones. Jin swaggered up the bar, leaning against it with the sort of casual pose people had in old western movies, ‘I am the fastest gunslinger round these parts.’ Don’t fuck with me. Big Bob was down at the other end serving someone else who wasn’t part of the Friday night special, and whatever he was saying was actually making Big Bob give him a Big Gap-toothed Smile.
“You are.” Jin agreed with his cheerfully as he returned, he was only marginally better meaning that sometimes the ball went where he wanted it too and hit what he wanted it to hit.
“Back home, I had this friend how could do all the tricks, bank shots and jumping balls all of that stuff.” Maru babbled, Jin didn’t seem inclined to do anything more but smile faintly and sip his beer and nod in all the right places. “Where are you from?”
“Out of town.” He shrugged. “I’m a bit of a ways from home.”
“You travel then?” Maru leaned on the table as Jin lined up a shot, leaning over the felt to line up the cue ball with the purple twelve ball across the table making a not-quite line to the left corner pocket.
“When I need too.”
Maru had come here because he had been voted least likely to ever leave home, because he had gone to the local school for his degree and lived at home the whole time. He had desperately needed to escape and all that he found was here. And there was nothing here. Nothing.
“That’s kind of exciting.” Maru took another swig of his beer, the tart taste fizzing along his tongue, thick with that sort of piss aftertaste that was a staple of cheap beer everywhere.
“You don’t know the half of it.” Jin said, and even his voice spoke of far away dark places and the possibilities of things that Maru hadn’t had the courage to grab yet. He knew he was gay, he jerked off to guys fucking guys on the internet but he hadn’t been quite able to get to the actual sex part with a man, and living in the smallest ass-end place in the whole world didn’t help and Jin was like this sort of forbidden wet dream come to life walking fantasy. Oh. He was probably getting a little drunk. Maru was a bit of a tongue-loose drunk.
“Hey,” And Jin was meeting his eyes over the barely-there length of the pool table and in this shitty lighting his eyes looked almost black and his lashes a little too long against the achingly beautiful cut of his cheek bones. Maru tried his hardest not to flush under the stare, it was harder accomplished then he would have imagined because he could feel the heat fighting its way up his neck. “Let’s get out of here.”
Maru almost squeaked, because that couldn’t mean what he thought it meant because well yes Jin had been buying him drinks all night and paying attention to him. Single-minded, burning, oh god, flirty attention.
“I’m not done my drink.” Maru said lamely, it was still mostly full. Jin’s eyes didn’t leave his at all, and he licked across his bottom lip and Maru was unprepared for the spike of lust that made his stomach tighten.
“Leave it. I bought it.” He purred. Fuck, his voice was like silk and expensive phone sex.
“Okay.” His voice caught and stuttered over the word and he couldn’t help but flush this time. Jin nicked his beer and swaggered up to the bar, somewhere over the exchange he had sunk the purple ball and all the solid balls were off the table. Oh well, Jin was going to win anyways. He felt like everyone in the bar knew exactly what he was hoping to happen, and he stared around at all the usual Saturday night regulars. Only the new guy met his gaze, he had soft blond hair and a post-card tan. Beautiful people. Maru looked away quickly.
“Let’s go.”
“Where?” Maru asked, because Jin was standing way too close to him now. He smelled like everything that Maru wanted.
“Anywhere.” Jin leaned over, if possible, even closer and they were so obvious that Maru was never going to be able to show his face ever again or Big Bob with his Big Shotgun was going to blow a Big Hole in his face.
“That sounds – nice.” A hole in the face was probably worth it if Jin’s filthy smile and the obscene tilt of his hips meant anything at all.
The night was overly warm with muggy air like hot breath against your skin, the kind that settled into the furthest recesses of your lungs and clung there. The sky was startlingly clear, and the stars were aching across the backdrop of the Milky Way like actual spilled milk. The moon seemed so small and insignificant in that, barely a sliver there, like god had missed a toenail clipping.
“Come on this way.” Jin was tugging him away from the parking lot and Maru’s attention was rudely ripped from the spectacular sky.
“Here?” Because there was the possibility of getting shot in the future and the very real possibility of being stoned to death right now.
“I can’t wait.” Jin’s nose was sort of cold where it pressed against his over-heated cheek. “I don’t want to wait.” Maru swallowed hard.
“Yeah, yeah.” He had to agree because there was more heat between them then hanging in the evening air, and Jin’s breath was so hot. “Okay then.”
“Good.”
There was a wall behind the bar which works as a good enough place to pin Maru. The brick was rough and it scraped across the skin of his arms and caught on the thin cotton of his t-shirt as Jin’s weight blanketed him. Maru tried to remember a time in the past he had even been pinned to a wall like this and drew a blank. There was a first time for everything. He tried to explain this with his tongue, feeling the slick hardness of teeth and the barely there press of Jin’s nose against his because the angle of the kiss wasn’t quite right.
“You looked so delicious in there.” Jin whispered hotly against his cheek, wet lips sliding over his cheek. “Delectable.” Each syllable was a kiss trailing across his jaw and Maru couldn’t do anything but cling to him, holding on with the lingering taste of beer and inexplicably sweet aftertaste.
Jin’s hands seemed so big when they were holding his face like that, covering the curve of his jaw and tilting his head just at the right angle so that his tongue felt like it was trying to fuck his throat. It was slick and messy, a kiss that was only good when it was the prelude to equally wet and messy sex.
Which was probably why it took him a few moments to realize that if both Jin’s hands were on his face then whatever was curling around his waist was not Jin’s hands. He grabbed at Jin’s shoulders and tried to push him off because he was possibly being molested by a frisky raccoon or something.
“Don’t struggle.” Jin whispered in his ear, all hot breath and the faintest scrape of teeth. Jin’s ‘not-hand’ was curling around his hip and now, and oh god, he hadn’t hooked up with a guy with a prehensile penis had he? Or a trained pet ferret? He wasn’t sure which one was more likely or even which one was more worrying right now. “Shh, baby.” Jin said and Maru twisted his head away.
“What?” He was panting, Jin’s mouth stealing all the air from between him with his lapping tongue. He tried to look down, to figure out what, but Jin’s grip on his face was too strong, holding him right where he wanted him.
Some small part of Maru accepted that he should probably be freaking out more about this. I mean there was something unknown curling around his thigh and pull it out at an unusual angle so that Jin could press in even closer. But the taste in his mouth, something cloying and sweet, like cotton candy sticking to the back of his teeth and making his knees feel weak.
“Oh, you are going to be so good for me baby.” Jin whispered, each letter its own little kiss, tingling and soft.
“Yes.” He groaned, and there was something else twisting around his knees, winding around like a happy little cat. “Oh god yes.”
“Then relax.” Maru ripped their mouths apart with a startled gasp because the ground was being ripped out from under him and he was being suspended against the wall by whatever was wrapped around his legs.
“Oh, god.” He gasped, feeling the faint burn of his thighs as his legs were spread and pushed towards his chest and pinning him solidly to the wall.
Which was when he got the first feel of whatever it was up against his skin, and watched it twist around his thighs. A deep purple colour, with a touch across his tummy that was more of an impression than a real feeling. Like what you imagine octopus would feel like, not slimy, but like the whisper of snake across your skin. It slipped up under his shirt and across his stomach making the muscles there jump and twitch under the touch.
“Oh god.” He hissed, watching with something like horror at the purple thing which was curling around his waist. “Oh god, oh god.”
“Jin.” He breathed with a dark little wet chuckle and kissed him again and Maru couldn’t do anything but surrender into the caress around his waist and let it take more of his weight. “I’m Jin.” He used his hands to tilt his head back exposing the pale line of his neck to his plush lips.
“Whatever.” He groaned, he could still use his arms and so he looped them around Jin’s broad shoulders and pulled him closer. He was stuck with his thighs up and Jin’s weight against the surprising rise of his cock was a sudden jolt in the weird fuzziness that’s come over him. “Ah ah.” He squeaked.
“That’s what I thought.” Jin was nuzzling his chin. “Absolutely delicious.”
“What the fuck are you?” The, well for lack of a better word, tentacle was pushing up his shirt now and curling around his ribs.
“Not important.”
“I think it is very well important.” He was taking this remarkably well, if you didn’t count the fact that his fingers were knotted in Jin’s hair and tugging to keep those lips away from him long enough to think straight for a minute. Because really, he should be taking this much worse. There was a tentacle doing randy things to his thighs and, and, and, well there was a beautiful man who had tentacles. Right. Pause please while Maru fell apart a bit.
“Nope.” Jin’s hands were sliding up his rib cage and taking his shirt with him.
“Hey.”
“Shh.” Which was all Jin had to said on that, pressing another of those luscious kisses to his lips. “I said relax baby.”
So he did.
He lifted his arms so Jin could work off his thin t-shirt, leaving his skinny pale chest exposed to the night air. Jin’s hands spanned the narrowness of his chest, curving around his ribs and pressing more kisses to his throat.
“Hey hey.” Maru’s voice squeaked, how many of these did Jin have? They felt like muscle wrapped around his wrists and jerking his arms upwards. “Let me go.”
“Can’t have you getting away from me.” Jin said almost dreamily against the flatness of his chest where Jin was pressing his face. He was set back down on his feet and Jin wasted no time in popping the button on his jeans.
“Shoes.” Maru managed and Jin made a soft pleased purr against the delicate wing of his clavicle, the overly sharp corner of his shoulder sticking in through his skin. He toed his sneakers off and his pants and boxers fell to the gravelly ground. This left him ass-naked in front of the fully clothed Jin. It seemed that the tentacles were snaking out from somewhere behind Jin.
“You’re gorgeous.” Jin hissed against the curve of his chin. “Absolutely perfect.” Maru strained against the pull of his wrists until he could catch Jin’s lips in a hard kiss. He moaned into Jin’s mouth as he felt the brush of his tentacles about his thighs again.
One wrapped across his ribs, and the two he’d gotten friendly with before, but back now and moving against his skin, silky and indefinable. He caught his breath as it lifted him against off his feet but held him much more gently against the wall which was blessedly cool against his overheated body.
“Open up.”
Before he could close his teeth against it another one of those things was pressing into his mouth. It scraped across his teeth and Jin made a soft broken sound where he was mouthing Maru’s shoulder. It forced his jaw down wider and pushed a little deeper into his mouth making him keep his breath steady through his nose or risk gagging. He couldn’t help it, the soft, almost sweet scent and the fact that Jin was fucking his mouth with some sort of purple appendage; he groaned low in his chest.
“Yes.”
It was oddly muscular, all but pulsing and flexing in his mouth, and he made a high desperate sound when he imagined that same thing pressing into his ass. Couldn’t tell Jin this because his mouth was full.
“Is that what you want? Naughty.”
Oh, fuck. Tentacle porn.
“No.” He gasped, dragging in deep rasping breaths when he was given his mouth back. The tentacles wound around his thighs pressed up again, and he was spread completely and shamelessly open. It brushed against his chin on the way down. “Please.” The word caught in his throat and stuttered out on a shaking breath.
“Okay.”
He groaned, and gasped sharply when he touched high on the inside of his thigh, still slick and too warm with his own saliva.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
Maru whined low in his throat because it was pressing against his ass and he’d seen this in some of the worse anime porn on the market. It felt too thick to press inside him, and he was tensed against it. It didn’t stop, just pressed slowly, ever so slowly against him. He let out the most pathetic strangled sound as it breached him, splitting him open wider, wider.
“Hush baby.” Jin whispered and leaned in for a kiss. Maru attacked his mouth, chasing the cloying sweetness of his saliva to the furthest reaches of Jin’s mouth. It gave him something to focus on, not the blunt stretch of a tentacle twisting and pressing inside of him.
“Akanishi.” The voice was only slightly louder than the hum of heatbugs and the desperate thumpthump of blood in Maru’s ears. Jin took a bit of a step back leaving him hanging, literally, there mouth swollen and gasping for each lungful of heavy air as he was ever so slowly being fucked open by a purple tentacle.
“Keiichiro.” Jin said all too evenly in response. Maru couldn’t do anything to hide himself, and to top it off he was so hard it was painful, his dick curving up towards his stomach doing nothing to hide the fact that he was apparently loving this. “How did you find me?”
“You’re not really all that subtle.” It was the man from inside. He wore soft worn jeans with the knees ripped out and a slim fitting wife beater over it. His jacket was gone and in his hand he had a sleek white... ray gun trained on Jin.
Maru squeaked out a moan when Jin’s tentacle curled a little inside him, pressing against something different and feeling fuller then before. “Oh fuck.” He said, fingers twitching helplessly.
“Sorry.” The man turned to him narrow brown eyes behind his dirty blond fringe, “I got caught up.”
Well so had Maru. One of the purple tentacles was tracing up his chest and brushing past his chin, and Maru arched into the contact as best he could.
“Let him go.” Koyama ordered.
“I really don’t think he wants me to.”
“Aka-“ He was cut off by one of the tentacles batting his gun away. Faster than he could move (Maru watched this all without being able to do anything. At all.) it wrapped around his wrist and jerked him forwards and off balance. “Fuck.”
“That is how you people normally do business isn’t it?” Jin sneered, and even twisted all ugly like that he was still beautiful. Maru dipped and dropped a little, the tentacles pulsing around him and he gasped sharply because everything moved. “This Maru, is Koyama. He’s an alien.”
“Fuck you.” Koyama jerked against the tentacle wrapped around his wrist when two more appeared. One for his other wrist and the last shoved itself rather unkindly in his mouth. He made a few desperate gagging sounds, but quieted quickly.
“Easiest race in the entire galaxy.” Koyama made some sort of muffled sound, but he was flushing visibly around it, cheeks turning pink. “We’d win this war if only there were enough to just fuck the lot of you into submission. You love this don’t you?”
Koyama’s eyes flashed and Maru squeaked because the tentacle was pressing deeper again, and he’d only just gotten used to where it was, and nothing else was going to fit inside of him. But it was.
“Want to see what he really looks like?” Jin looked at him, and somehow he’d lost none of the heat, none of whatever it was that made Maru want to simply accept this. He tugged Koyama towards him and the other man was flushed but glaring even as Jin eased out of him, shiny with saliva and wrapping around his neck forcing his neck to tilt and arch awkwardly. Jin fiddled with his shiny buckle and the air around him shivered, like the back top on a hot day. He didn’t change overly dramatically, his eyes darkened the shape changing so they were a little more animal and less human, and the proportions of his body changing nothing too obvious but enough to niggle at Maru like there was something not right about him. His legs were a little too long and a little too thin. Honest to god leopard print dusted his shoulders and disappeared under his shirt. “You’ve been chasing me since I crashed.” Jin said thoughtfully. He shoved the jeans down so that that caught on his gaudy cowboy boots and shoved his shirt up showing that the pattern continued down his flanks. “And now you’ve ruined Maru’s evening.”
Maru said something that just came out garbled. He had no idea what he wanted to say, or even how to say it because this was quickly descending past the layers of bad porn.
He arched his shoulders as best he could and Jin swayed him forwards a bit and pressed him back up against the wall.
“Please.” He managed; holding his arms up here was slowly suffocating him, he couldn’t seem to get his lungs full and when he did it felt like only more heat in his chest.
“I’ll get you there babe.” Jin gave him a filthy smile and Maru moaned. “And you.” He turned to Koyama. “I will deal with you.” He tugged him over, even as Koyama tripped over his own feet and the jeans tucked around his feet. He was flushed and panting through the constriction of his throat. Heat making the softness of is blond hair stick to his temples and Maru stared. It was like live porn. He was pressed up near Maru’s foot, spread up in the living sex swing. “Such a fucking slut.
Koyama made this completely shameless high pitched moaning sound and Maru’s dick jerked in response bobbing in the hot air.
“Oh god, please please.” He rasped, barely even breathing.
“Of course.”
Then Maru wasn’t really thinking about it anymore because the one pressing up inside him twisted, slowly easing out and he fancied that he could feel every inch as it caught and pulled on its way out. When it was gone he felt so horribly empty, so open and empty. He might have even whimpered, or it could have been Koyama because Jin was forcing him to bend and he had a cafe-au-lait tan on his narrow ass too.
“I can’t tell which one of you wants this more.” Jin’s eyes were practically glowing. He had never looked darker or more terribly gorgeous and Maru wanted. He wanted so badly to hold him, to give him back a little of what he was getting. “So tight.” Jin sighed.
It pushed back inside, all pressure and friction and being filled and Maru keened arching away from it, or towards it. It was impossible to escape, to do anything but just hang there and take it. Focus on the pull of his weight against his wrists and the tightness of it wrapped around his ribs holding him up. He could feel them shift against his skin and he groaned, it was twisting and moving inside of him pressing against all sorts of nerves that made him arch and squirm.
“Harder.” He gasped, toes twitching as it pushed in faster and deeper and it was about pressing up against his insides, about the desperate stretch and pull of his body fighting to take him deeper and being pounded as he swayed and jerked in the air completely helpless. “Oh please please harder.”
Koyama was pressed up against the wall making these soft pornographic little whimpering sounds. His back was forced to arch pushing his ass out and onto one of Jin’s thick tentacles.
“You’re all wet Koyama. Who did you fuck before me?” Koyama moaned and pushed back as much as he could with both his arms pinned to his sides like that. Maru couldn’t help but watch the place where it was pressing inside of him. The slick pink give as it sank inside coupled with the desperate sound Koyama made as he stretched wider and wider to accommodate Jin. Maru’s cock jerked and he could feel the wetness leaking against his stomach leaving sticky trails as he wiggled as much as he could.
God, that was. Messed up. Scorching hot.
“Oh fuck, your mouth.” And Jin was in his space, staring up at where Maru’s mouth was hanging slack. One of Jin’s fingers traced his bottom lip, and Maru whined. Pressed a hungry little kiss to the pads of his fingers. “More?”
“Yes.” He whined. He wanted Jin to touch his dick, but all it would take was a single touch and he would be spilling messy and wet all over himself. He didn’t want this to end.
Then he was stuffed full, and something else was pushing against his already stretched hole. He gasped and wiggled, and it was stretching further and he actually sobbed with the sensation of it. He was going to split in half.
“Hush baby, just take it.”
“Jin.” He whined. And pressed his fingers to his lips again and this time they slipped into his mouth to play with his tongue. It gave him something else concentrate beside the toomuch toofast toohard press inside. Jin’s nails were hard against his tongue and he explored that little spot where nail turned to skin, playing with them like he always imagined doing to a cock, using his tongue and his lips clumsily until his mouth was flooded with saliva, wet and slippery and messy.
“There, I’m inside now.” And Jin was staring at him, eyes a little glassy and own mouth gone a little slack. “You’ve taken two of them. Do you feel that?”
Maru nodded and his teeth scraped his fingers, the lines of his nails pressing faintly against his tongue as Jin’s fingers hooked a little, exploring the silky skin on the inside of his cheeks. Oh he could feel it, he could feel it with his own heart beat, thundering through his temples and beating in his cock, heavy and full with blood.
One of them moved down and Jin was fucking him with both of them in counter-point so he was never empty, oscillating between full and bursting and he was crying out with every movement, spit dripping from the corners of his mouth as he tried desperately to suck on Jin’s fingers as a distraction. Koyama was mewling and arching beside him, Maru couldn’t really focus on anything but the rise and fall of the soft sounds he made. He didn’t have room for him, not when he was being taken apart.
Jin’s tentacles were pressing up against something inside of him that felt the same as a hand on his cock, but from the inside, sharp jolts of pleasure that only drove him higher and higher but didn’t give him enough to tip him over. He was clinging to the edge of orgasm with everything he had, where he could feel every little thing like it was killing him but all together didn’t add up to what he need. His skin prickled with heat and sweat rolling down the small of his back, toes curling against the air as he bucked and rode it as best he could.
He tried to beg around Jin’s fingers, going mad with sensation. And he was still being fucked, harder and faster and god it was too much already and he just needed a little more.
Maru came with a screeching sound, body locking up and his dick jerking without being touched. Everything went white wash for a moment, and he was groaning and trying to curl in on himself as it ripped down his spine in waves. He left a slick hot line up his own chest, the second hitting his stomach and the smaller ones smearing his own cock in wet heat. He was almost sobbing when it finally left him feeling wrung out and shaking.
“Beautiful.” Jin was staring at him hungrily. His fingers had slid from his wet mouth down his slick chin and rubbed a spot of his come into his chest. “I knew you would be beautiful.” With those same two fingers he scooped some of it up, and while keeping hot eye contact he licked them thoughtfully.
Maru whimpered. He wasn’t even nearly sure he would be able to take his own weight if Jin decided to let him down now. Which he didn’t. Maru hung there limply, making soft little ’Ah ah’ sounds as the tentacle remaining in him fucked him lazily through his afterglow his whole body hot with over-sensitization.
Koyama was still whining, making muffled sounds as the end of one of Jin’s tentacles had slipped into his mouth again, stretching his pink lips obscenely wide. He was shiny and slick where Jin was obviously fucking him hard, his whole body jerking forward with each press, making the muscles of his shoulders stand out as he tried to press back into it. His perfect tan was flushed with blood and his long limbs were being used to position him just right, open him up that bit more.
If Maru could get hard again he would, between the smell of sex in the air, the linger aftertaste of Jin on this tongue and the tentacle still trying to draw ever last shudder out of him and Koyama moaning and fucking himself back like he was being paid for it, he would be done. Instead he just moaned weakly and tried to pull away because even if he wanted to get off again that was impossible. Not after the single most intense orgasm ever.
“Touch yourself. Put on a show for him.” Jin’s cheeks were flushed like he’d come. He looked wrecked, and Maru wanted so badly to touch him still.
Koyama was clumsily turning around, the tentacle around his neck forcing his back to arch, pressing his heaving chest out. Tight pink nipples hard in the warm air and the soft patterns on his skin which curled around his hips to the flushed length of his dick. The head was red and slick and pointing at his stomach, lean and inhumanly beautiful like the rest of him. Maru could still see there under his legs the shadow of the tentacle pressing up and inside his narrow ass.
One of his hands wrapped around it, palm sliding wetly over the head and that was all. Koyama shook as he came apart, shaking and gasping and Maru felt it too, a tingling all over sharp and intense enough to make him cry out.
Jin gasped, and for a second he too shivered, the image of his face wavering before snapping into place again without revealing what was underneath. Maru dropped and hit the ground with a bone jarring crash.
Gravel was biting into a lot of places it really shouldn’t be. In the aftermath Koyama was gasping and panting kneeling on the ground looking dazed.
“You’ve never had a fuck like me.” He giggled breathlessly.
“Jin.” Maru untangled himself from the dead weight of several tentacles trying not to squish any of them in the process. “Is he okay, what did you do?”
“He’s just stunned.” Koyama said, untangling himself with a little less regard for the purple tentacles. He didn’t seem to mind his own nudity at all, pulling his pants up as a bit of an afterthought when he tripped on them. “I need to get him into custody before he wakes up.”
“What are you?”
Koyama made a face at him. “Are you okay? I mean he did you pretty hard.” Maru flushed suddenly, holding his hands in his lap even if there wasn’t anything Koyama hadn’t seen yet.
“Fine. Just fine.”
Koyama had a dazzling smile. “Well that’s good then. Watch him.” Then he was pulling down the shirt that was caught up around his armpits and looking for the jacket he’d dropped. All of Maru’s clothes were strewn about but he ignored them in favour of running his hands through Jin’s hair. It felt real. His skin was warm and sweaty and looked real. He still couldn’t pinpoint where the tentacles were coming from, like something in his mind was blocking it.
Koyama had a little glowing pen thing and he was kneeling on the other side. The penlight beeped a few times and the tentacles all vanished leaving Jin lying on the gravel looking completely human. “Fixed it. I’ve constrained him a human shape again.”
“And you?” Maru waved a hand over Koyama’s appearance, large fluttering eyes and leopard print shoulders.
“Oh. Right. Thanks.” Koyama frowned at the body. “Still, I think I am going to need many, many more hand cuffs when he wakes up.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Well I was thinking of going home with you.” Koyama looked at him with that smile, running his eyes down Maru’s naked and skinny frame.
“What?” He squeaked.
“We crashed here. I’ve caught him, but the next step really depends on who’s back-up shows up first now.”
Maru gaped at him, knowing already that he wasn’t going to be able to say no. God damn beautiful people.
Pairing: Koyama/Jin/Nakamaru
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5,831
Warnings: Tentacles, dub-con, bondage, aliens, sex outside, double penetration, prostate milking
Summary: On New Year’s Maru, who had gone out into the world to find excitement and given up somewhere along the way, picks up a mysterious stranger and gets a lot more than he bargained for.
Notes: Affectionately known as ‘that porn with 10x more penis’ as well as ‘dear god what did I do?’. Many thanks to all the great ladies who helped me with this, there were a lot as I whined and got annoyed in different stages. Inspired great conversations such as, “the metal bikini is metaphorical, being a slutty space babe is more of a state of mind.” Written in the span of 48 hours for the New Year's Eve Challenge.
Other NYE Challenge participants:
bubbly | katmillia |miss_jelly | ryogrande | sashjun | snoozing_kitten | tatoeba | yuumei_nata
Nakamaru was not beautiful people. He knew that. He was at peace with the fact that he would never be beautiful people. Fine. Great. Next song.
That didn’t explain why this beautiful person had an arm around his shoulders, all smarmy grins and the tantalizing scent of sweat, beer and cologne which was too expensive for this dead-end dive. The floor was made of warped wooden planks, and there was one that actually gave a four centimetre rise that people tripped over constantly. The length of the bar was a long wooden affair with a grizzly old man behind it. He probably had a shot gun hidden under there, and they had nothing but American generic beer and cheap whiskey and probably enough tequila to down a horse.
Which was great and all but didn’t explain why this beautiful and terrible man was pulling him around the bar after him like he was some sort of mangy stay. He wore a leather jacket and aviators pushed up into his hair and dark-wash baggy jeans and boots. Nakamaru had been nursing a beer at the bar, being ignored by Big Bob, whom owned this fine establishment, completely minding his own business when this tall and dark stranger rolled into town like a Calvin Klein scented hurricane. He’d pressed a little closer then was considered polite and his voice was low and just a little rough, like the first drag of a cigarette.
“You look lonely, how about a drink and a game?”
“I’m shit at pool.” Nakamaru swallowed nervously. Stranger gave him a small smile, his cute bottom lip curving. Big Bob gave them a bit of squirrelly look, and Maru made the decision for the first time since he had moved out here that Big Bob and his Big Shotgun can just shove it.
“Imagine that. Me too.”
Which was how the night began completely inauspiciously.
“I am truly miserable at this game.” Nakamaru sighed; they had been uselessly shooting the cue ball around the felt without hitting anything for the last five minutes. Jin (no last name, with a hand shake that had his fingers sneaking up his wrist like dirty little thieves) went to get them another round of beers. By now Maru would have left, slightly buzzed and every bit as miserably boring as when he walked in. Tonight was different and a little different because Jin, Jin who was beautiful people, had seen him in the corner all alone, black t-shirt doing nothing to hide the fact that he was little more than a heap of skin stretched over the endlessly acute angles of his bones. Jin swaggered up the bar, leaning against it with the sort of casual pose people had in old western movies, ‘I am the fastest gunslinger round these parts.’ Don’t fuck with me. Big Bob was down at the other end serving someone else who wasn’t part of the Friday night special, and whatever he was saying was actually making Big Bob give him a Big Gap-toothed Smile.
“You are.” Jin agreed with his cheerfully as he returned, he was only marginally better meaning that sometimes the ball went where he wanted it too and hit what he wanted it to hit.
“Back home, I had this friend how could do all the tricks, bank shots and jumping balls all of that stuff.” Maru babbled, Jin didn’t seem inclined to do anything more but smile faintly and sip his beer and nod in all the right places. “Where are you from?”
“Out of town.” He shrugged. “I’m a bit of a ways from home.”
“You travel then?” Maru leaned on the table as Jin lined up a shot, leaning over the felt to line up the cue ball with the purple twelve ball across the table making a not-quite line to the left corner pocket.
“When I need too.”
Maru had come here because he had been voted least likely to ever leave home, because he had gone to the local school for his degree and lived at home the whole time. He had desperately needed to escape and all that he found was here. And there was nothing here. Nothing.
“That’s kind of exciting.” Maru took another swig of his beer, the tart taste fizzing along his tongue, thick with that sort of piss aftertaste that was a staple of cheap beer everywhere.
“You don’t know the half of it.” Jin said, and even his voice spoke of far away dark places and the possibilities of things that Maru hadn’t had the courage to grab yet. He knew he was gay, he jerked off to guys fucking guys on the internet but he hadn’t been quite able to get to the actual sex part with a man, and living in the smallest ass-end place in the whole world didn’t help and Jin was like this sort of forbidden wet dream come to life walking fantasy. Oh. He was probably getting a little drunk. Maru was a bit of a tongue-loose drunk.
“Hey,” And Jin was meeting his eyes over the barely-there length of the pool table and in this shitty lighting his eyes looked almost black and his lashes a little too long against the achingly beautiful cut of his cheek bones. Maru tried his hardest not to flush under the stare, it was harder accomplished then he would have imagined because he could feel the heat fighting its way up his neck. “Let’s get out of here.”
Maru almost squeaked, because that couldn’t mean what he thought it meant because well yes Jin had been buying him drinks all night and paying attention to him. Single-minded, burning, oh god, flirty attention.
“I’m not done my drink.” Maru said lamely, it was still mostly full. Jin’s eyes didn’t leave his at all, and he licked across his bottom lip and Maru was unprepared for the spike of lust that made his stomach tighten.
“Leave it. I bought it.” He purred. Fuck, his voice was like silk and expensive phone sex.
“Okay.” His voice caught and stuttered over the word and he couldn’t help but flush this time. Jin nicked his beer and swaggered up to the bar, somewhere over the exchange he had sunk the purple ball and all the solid balls were off the table. Oh well, Jin was going to win anyways. He felt like everyone in the bar knew exactly what he was hoping to happen, and he stared around at all the usual Saturday night regulars. Only the new guy met his gaze, he had soft blond hair and a post-card tan. Beautiful people. Maru looked away quickly.
“Let’s go.”
“Where?” Maru asked, because Jin was standing way too close to him now. He smelled like everything that Maru wanted.
“Anywhere.” Jin leaned over, if possible, even closer and they were so obvious that Maru was never going to be able to show his face ever again or Big Bob with his Big Shotgun was going to blow a Big Hole in his face.
“That sounds – nice.” A hole in the face was probably worth it if Jin’s filthy smile and the obscene tilt of his hips meant anything at all.
The night was overly warm with muggy air like hot breath against your skin, the kind that settled into the furthest recesses of your lungs and clung there. The sky was startlingly clear, and the stars were aching across the backdrop of the Milky Way like actual spilled milk. The moon seemed so small and insignificant in that, barely a sliver there, like god had missed a toenail clipping.
“Come on this way.” Jin was tugging him away from the parking lot and Maru’s attention was rudely ripped from the spectacular sky.
“Here?” Because there was the possibility of getting shot in the future and the very real possibility of being stoned to death right now.
“I can’t wait.” Jin’s nose was sort of cold where it pressed against his over-heated cheek. “I don’t want to wait.” Maru swallowed hard.
“Yeah, yeah.” He had to agree because there was more heat between them then hanging in the evening air, and Jin’s breath was so hot. “Okay then.”
“Good.”
There was a wall behind the bar which works as a good enough place to pin Maru. The brick was rough and it scraped across the skin of his arms and caught on the thin cotton of his t-shirt as Jin’s weight blanketed him. Maru tried to remember a time in the past he had even been pinned to a wall like this and drew a blank. There was a first time for everything. He tried to explain this with his tongue, feeling the slick hardness of teeth and the barely there press of Jin’s nose against his because the angle of the kiss wasn’t quite right.
“You looked so delicious in there.” Jin whispered hotly against his cheek, wet lips sliding over his cheek. “Delectable.” Each syllable was a kiss trailing across his jaw and Maru couldn’t do anything but cling to him, holding on with the lingering taste of beer and inexplicably sweet aftertaste.
Jin’s hands seemed so big when they were holding his face like that, covering the curve of his jaw and tilting his head just at the right angle so that his tongue felt like it was trying to fuck his throat. It was slick and messy, a kiss that was only good when it was the prelude to equally wet and messy sex.
Which was probably why it took him a few moments to realize that if both Jin’s hands were on his face then whatever was curling around his waist was not Jin’s hands. He grabbed at Jin’s shoulders and tried to push him off because he was possibly being molested by a frisky raccoon or something.
“Don’t struggle.” Jin whispered in his ear, all hot breath and the faintest scrape of teeth. Jin’s ‘not-hand’ was curling around his hip and now, and oh god, he hadn’t hooked up with a guy with a prehensile penis had he? Or a trained pet ferret? He wasn’t sure which one was more likely or even which one was more worrying right now. “Shh, baby.” Jin said and Maru twisted his head away.
“What?” He was panting, Jin’s mouth stealing all the air from between him with his lapping tongue. He tried to look down, to figure out what, but Jin’s grip on his face was too strong, holding him right where he wanted him.
Some small part of Maru accepted that he should probably be freaking out more about this. I mean there was something unknown curling around his thigh and pull it out at an unusual angle so that Jin could press in even closer. But the taste in his mouth, something cloying and sweet, like cotton candy sticking to the back of his teeth and making his knees feel weak.
“Oh, you are going to be so good for me baby.” Jin whispered, each letter its own little kiss, tingling and soft.
“Yes.” He groaned, and there was something else twisting around his knees, winding around like a happy little cat. “Oh god yes.”
“Then relax.” Maru ripped their mouths apart with a startled gasp because the ground was being ripped out from under him and he was being suspended against the wall by whatever was wrapped around his legs.
“Oh, god.” He gasped, feeling the faint burn of his thighs as his legs were spread and pushed towards his chest and pinning him solidly to the wall.
Which was when he got the first feel of whatever it was up against his skin, and watched it twist around his thighs. A deep purple colour, with a touch across his tummy that was more of an impression than a real feeling. Like what you imagine octopus would feel like, not slimy, but like the whisper of snake across your skin. It slipped up under his shirt and across his stomach making the muscles there jump and twitch under the touch.
“Oh god.” He hissed, watching with something like horror at the purple thing which was curling around his waist. “Oh god, oh god.”
“Jin.” He breathed with a dark little wet chuckle and kissed him again and Maru couldn’t do anything but surrender into the caress around his waist and let it take more of his weight. “I’m Jin.” He used his hands to tilt his head back exposing the pale line of his neck to his plush lips.
“Whatever.” He groaned, he could still use his arms and so he looped them around Jin’s broad shoulders and pulled him closer. He was stuck with his thighs up and Jin’s weight against the surprising rise of his cock was a sudden jolt in the weird fuzziness that’s come over him. “Ah ah.” He squeaked.
“That’s what I thought.” Jin was nuzzling his chin. “Absolutely delicious.”
“What the fuck are you?” The, well for lack of a better word, tentacle was pushing up his shirt now and curling around his ribs.
“Not important.”
“I think it is very well important.” He was taking this remarkably well, if you didn’t count the fact that his fingers were knotted in Jin’s hair and tugging to keep those lips away from him long enough to think straight for a minute. Because really, he should be taking this much worse. There was a tentacle doing randy things to his thighs and, and, and, well there was a beautiful man who had tentacles. Right. Pause please while Maru fell apart a bit.
“Nope.” Jin’s hands were sliding up his rib cage and taking his shirt with him.
“Hey.”
“Shh.” Which was all Jin had to said on that, pressing another of those luscious kisses to his lips. “I said relax baby.”
So he did.
He lifted his arms so Jin could work off his thin t-shirt, leaving his skinny pale chest exposed to the night air. Jin’s hands spanned the narrowness of his chest, curving around his ribs and pressing more kisses to his throat.
“Hey hey.” Maru’s voice squeaked, how many of these did Jin have? They felt like muscle wrapped around his wrists and jerking his arms upwards. “Let me go.”
“Can’t have you getting away from me.” Jin said almost dreamily against the flatness of his chest where Jin was pressing his face. He was set back down on his feet and Jin wasted no time in popping the button on his jeans.
“Shoes.” Maru managed and Jin made a soft pleased purr against the delicate wing of his clavicle, the overly sharp corner of his shoulder sticking in through his skin. He toed his sneakers off and his pants and boxers fell to the gravelly ground. This left him ass-naked in front of the fully clothed Jin. It seemed that the tentacles were snaking out from somewhere behind Jin.
“You’re gorgeous.” Jin hissed against the curve of his chin. “Absolutely perfect.” Maru strained against the pull of his wrists until he could catch Jin’s lips in a hard kiss. He moaned into Jin’s mouth as he felt the brush of his tentacles about his thighs again.
One wrapped across his ribs, and the two he’d gotten friendly with before, but back now and moving against his skin, silky and indefinable. He caught his breath as it lifted him against off his feet but held him much more gently against the wall which was blessedly cool against his overheated body.
“Open up.”
Before he could close his teeth against it another one of those things was pressing into his mouth. It scraped across his teeth and Jin made a soft broken sound where he was mouthing Maru’s shoulder. It forced his jaw down wider and pushed a little deeper into his mouth making him keep his breath steady through his nose or risk gagging. He couldn’t help it, the soft, almost sweet scent and the fact that Jin was fucking his mouth with some sort of purple appendage; he groaned low in his chest.
“Yes.”
It was oddly muscular, all but pulsing and flexing in his mouth, and he made a high desperate sound when he imagined that same thing pressing into his ass. Couldn’t tell Jin this because his mouth was full.
“Is that what you want? Naughty.”
Oh, fuck. Tentacle porn.
“No.” He gasped, dragging in deep rasping breaths when he was given his mouth back. The tentacles wound around his thighs pressed up again, and he was spread completely and shamelessly open. It brushed against his chin on the way down. “Please.” The word caught in his throat and stuttered out on a shaking breath.
“Okay.”
He groaned, and gasped sharply when he touched high on the inside of his thigh, still slick and too warm with his own saliva.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
Maru whined low in his throat because it was pressing against his ass and he’d seen this in some of the worse anime porn on the market. It felt too thick to press inside him, and he was tensed against it. It didn’t stop, just pressed slowly, ever so slowly against him. He let out the most pathetic strangled sound as it breached him, splitting him open wider, wider.
“Hush baby.” Jin whispered and leaned in for a kiss. Maru attacked his mouth, chasing the cloying sweetness of his saliva to the furthest reaches of Jin’s mouth. It gave him something to focus on, not the blunt stretch of a tentacle twisting and pressing inside of him.
“Akanishi.” The voice was only slightly louder than the hum of heatbugs and the desperate thumpthump of blood in Maru’s ears. Jin took a bit of a step back leaving him hanging, literally, there mouth swollen and gasping for each lungful of heavy air as he was ever so slowly being fucked open by a purple tentacle.
“Keiichiro.” Jin said all too evenly in response. Maru couldn’t do anything to hide himself, and to top it off he was so hard it was painful, his dick curving up towards his stomach doing nothing to hide the fact that he was apparently loving this. “How did you find me?”
“You’re not really all that subtle.” It was the man from inside. He wore soft worn jeans with the knees ripped out and a slim fitting wife beater over it. His jacket was gone and in his hand he had a sleek white... ray gun trained on Jin.
Maru squeaked out a moan when Jin’s tentacle curled a little inside him, pressing against something different and feeling fuller then before. “Oh fuck.” He said, fingers twitching helplessly.
“Sorry.” The man turned to him narrow brown eyes behind his dirty blond fringe, “I got caught up.”
Well so had Maru. One of the purple tentacles was tracing up his chest and brushing past his chin, and Maru arched into the contact as best he could.
“Let him go.” Koyama ordered.
“I really don’t think he wants me to.”
“Aka-“ He was cut off by one of the tentacles batting his gun away. Faster than he could move (Maru watched this all without being able to do anything. At all.) it wrapped around his wrist and jerked him forwards and off balance. “Fuck.”
“That is how you people normally do business isn’t it?” Jin sneered, and even twisted all ugly like that he was still beautiful. Maru dipped and dropped a little, the tentacles pulsing around him and he gasped sharply because everything moved. “This Maru, is Koyama. He’s an alien.”
“Fuck you.” Koyama jerked against the tentacle wrapped around his wrist when two more appeared. One for his other wrist and the last shoved itself rather unkindly in his mouth. He made a few desperate gagging sounds, but quieted quickly.
“Easiest race in the entire galaxy.” Koyama made some sort of muffled sound, but he was flushing visibly around it, cheeks turning pink. “We’d win this war if only there were enough to just fuck the lot of you into submission. You love this don’t you?”
Koyama’s eyes flashed and Maru squeaked because the tentacle was pressing deeper again, and he’d only just gotten used to where it was, and nothing else was going to fit inside of him. But it was.
“Want to see what he really looks like?” Jin looked at him, and somehow he’d lost none of the heat, none of whatever it was that made Maru want to simply accept this. He tugged Koyama towards him and the other man was flushed but glaring even as Jin eased out of him, shiny with saliva and wrapping around his neck forcing his neck to tilt and arch awkwardly. Jin fiddled with his shiny buckle and the air around him shivered, like the back top on a hot day. He didn’t change overly dramatically, his eyes darkened the shape changing so they were a little more animal and less human, and the proportions of his body changing nothing too obvious but enough to niggle at Maru like there was something not right about him. His legs were a little too long and a little too thin. Honest to god leopard print dusted his shoulders and disappeared under his shirt. “You’ve been chasing me since I crashed.” Jin said thoughtfully. He shoved the jeans down so that that caught on his gaudy cowboy boots and shoved his shirt up showing that the pattern continued down his flanks. “And now you’ve ruined Maru’s evening.”
Maru said something that just came out garbled. He had no idea what he wanted to say, or even how to say it because this was quickly descending past the layers of bad porn.
He arched his shoulders as best he could and Jin swayed him forwards a bit and pressed him back up against the wall.
“Please.” He managed; holding his arms up here was slowly suffocating him, he couldn’t seem to get his lungs full and when he did it felt like only more heat in his chest.
“I’ll get you there babe.” Jin gave him a filthy smile and Maru moaned. “And you.” He turned to Koyama. “I will deal with you.” He tugged him over, even as Koyama tripped over his own feet and the jeans tucked around his feet. He was flushed and panting through the constriction of his throat. Heat making the softness of is blond hair stick to his temples and Maru stared. It was like live porn. He was pressed up near Maru’s foot, spread up in the living sex swing. “Such a fucking slut.
Koyama made this completely shameless high pitched moaning sound and Maru’s dick jerked in response bobbing in the hot air.
“Oh god, please please.” He rasped, barely even breathing.
“Of course.”
Then Maru wasn’t really thinking about it anymore because the one pressing up inside him twisted, slowly easing out and he fancied that he could feel every inch as it caught and pulled on its way out. When it was gone he felt so horribly empty, so open and empty. He might have even whimpered, or it could have been Koyama because Jin was forcing him to bend and he had a cafe-au-lait tan on his narrow ass too.
“I can’t tell which one of you wants this more.” Jin’s eyes were practically glowing. He had never looked darker or more terribly gorgeous and Maru wanted. He wanted so badly to hold him, to give him back a little of what he was getting. “So tight.” Jin sighed.
It pushed back inside, all pressure and friction and being filled and Maru keened arching away from it, or towards it. It was impossible to escape, to do anything but just hang there and take it. Focus on the pull of his weight against his wrists and the tightness of it wrapped around his ribs holding him up. He could feel them shift against his skin and he groaned, it was twisting and moving inside of him pressing against all sorts of nerves that made him arch and squirm.
“Harder.” He gasped, toes twitching as it pushed in faster and deeper and it was about pressing up against his insides, about the desperate stretch and pull of his body fighting to take him deeper and being pounded as he swayed and jerked in the air completely helpless. “Oh please please harder.”
Koyama was pressed up against the wall making these soft pornographic little whimpering sounds. His back was forced to arch pushing his ass out and onto one of Jin’s thick tentacles.
“You’re all wet Koyama. Who did you fuck before me?” Koyama moaned and pushed back as much as he could with both his arms pinned to his sides like that. Maru couldn’t help but watch the place where it was pressing inside of him. The slick pink give as it sank inside coupled with the desperate sound Koyama made as he stretched wider and wider to accommodate Jin. Maru’s cock jerked and he could feel the wetness leaking against his stomach leaving sticky trails as he wiggled as much as he could.
God, that was. Messed up. Scorching hot.
“Oh fuck, your mouth.” And Jin was in his space, staring up at where Maru’s mouth was hanging slack. One of Jin’s fingers traced his bottom lip, and Maru whined. Pressed a hungry little kiss to the pads of his fingers. “More?”
“Yes.” He whined. He wanted Jin to touch his dick, but all it would take was a single touch and he would be spilling messy and wet all over himself. He didn’t want this to end.
Then he was stuffed full, and something else was pushing against his already stretched hole. He gasped and wiggled, and it was stretching further and he actually sobbed with the sensation of it. He was going to split in half.
“Hush baby, just take it.”
“Jin.” He whined. And pressed his fingers to his lips again and this time they slipped into his mouth to play with his tongue. It gave him something else concentrate beside the toomuch toofast toohard press inside. Jin’s nails were hard against his tongue and he explored that little spot where nail turned to skin, playing with them like he always imagined doing to a cock, using his tongue and his lips clumsily until his mouth was flooded with saliva, wet and slippery and messy.
“There, I’m inside now.” And Jin was staring at him, eyes a little glassy and own mouth gone a little slack. “You’ve taken two of them. Do you feel that?”
Maru nodded and his teeth scraped his fingers, the lines of his nails pressing faintly against his tongue as Jin’s fingers hooked a little, exploring the silky skin on the inside of his cheeks. Oh he could feel it, he could feel it with his own heart beat, thundering through his temples and beating in his cock, heavy and full with blood.
One of them moved down and Jin was fucking him with both of them in counter-point so he was never empty, oscillating between full and bursting and he was crying out with every movement, spit dripping from the corners of his mouth as he tried desperately to suck on Jin’s fingers as a distraction. Koyama was mewling and arching beside him, Maru couldn’t really focus on anything but the rise and fall of the soft sounds he made. He didn’t have room for him, not when he was being taken apart.
Jin’s tentacles were pressing up against something inside of him that felt the same as a hand on his cock, but from the inside, sharp jolts of pleasure that only drove him higher and higher but didn’t give him enough to tip him over. He was clinging to the edge of orgasm with everything he had, where he could feel every little thing like it was killing him but all together didn’t add up to what he need. His skin prickled with heat and sweat rolling down the small of his back, toes curling against the air as he bucked and rode it as best he could.
He tried to beg around Jin’s fingers, going mad with sensation. And he was still being fucked, harder and faster and god it was too much already and he just needed a little more.
Maru came with a screeching sound, body locking up and his dick jerking without being touched. Everything went white wash for a moment, and he was groaning and trying to curl in on himself as it ripped down his spine in waves. He left a slick hot line up his own chest, the second hitting his stomach and the smaller ones smearing his own cock in wet heat. He was almost sobbing when it finally left him feeling wrung out and shaking.
“Beautiful.” Jin was staring at him hungrily. His fingers had slid from his wet mouth down his slick chin and rubbed a spot of his come into his chest. “I knew you would be beautiful.” With those same two fingers he scooped some of it up, and while keeping hot eye contact he licked them thoughtfully.
Maru whimpered. He wasn’t even nearly sure he would be able to take his own weight if Jin decided to let him down now. Which he didn’t. Maru hung there limply, making soft little ’Ah ah’ sounds as the tentacle remaining in him fucked him lazily through his afterglow his whole body hot with over-sensitization.
Koyama was still whining, making muffled sounds as the end of one of Jin’s tentacles had slipped into his mouth again, stretching his pink lips obscenely wide. He was shiny and slick where Jin was obviously fucking him hard, his whole body jerking forward with each press, making the muscles of his shoulders stand out as he tried to press back into it. His perfect tan was flushed with blood and his long limbs were being used to position him just right, open him up that bit more.
If Maru could get hard again he would, between the smell of sex in the air, the linger aftertaste of Jin on this tongue and the tentacle still trying to draw ever last shudder out of him and Koyama moaning and fucking himself back like he was being paid for it, he would be done. Instead he just moaned weakly and tried to pull away because even if he wanted to get off again that was impossible. Not after the single most intense orgasm ever.
“Touch yourself. Put on a show for him.” Jin’s cheeks were flushed like he’d come. He looked wrecked, and Maru wanted so badly to touch him still.
Koyama was clumsily turning around, the tentacle around his neck forcing his back to arch, pressing his heaving chest out. Tight pink nipples hard in the warm air and the soft patterns on his skin which curled around his hips to the flushed length of his dick. The head was red and slick and pointing at his stomach, lean and inhumanly beautiful like the rest of him. Maru could still see there under his legs the shadow of the tentacle pressing up and inside his narrow ass.
One of his hands wrapped around it, palm sliding wetly over the head and that was all. Koyama shook as he came apart, shaking and gasping and Maru felt it too, a tingling all over sharp and intense enough to make him cry out.
Jin gasped, and for a second he too shivered, the image of his face wavering before snapping into place again without revealing what was underneath. Maru dropped and hit the ground with a bone jarring crash.
Gravel was biting into a lot of places it really shouldn’t be. In the aftermath Koyama was gasping and panting kneeling on the ground looking dazed.
“You’ve never had a fuck like me.” He giggled breathlessly.
“Jin.” Maru untangled himself from the dead weight of several tentacles trying not to squish any of them in the process. “Is he okay, what did you do?”
“He’s just stunned.” Koyama said, untangling himself with a little less regard for the purple tentacles. He didn’t seem to mind his own nudity at all, pulling his pants up as a bit of an afterthought when he tripped on them. “I need to get him into custody before he wakes up.”
“What are you?”
Koyama made a face at him. “Are you okay? I mean he did you pretty hard.” Maru flushed suddenly, holding his hands in his lap even if there wasn’t anything Koyama hadn’t seen yet.
“Fine. Just fine.”
Koyama had a dazzling smile. “Well that’s good then. Watch him.” Then he was pulling down the shirt that was caught up around his armpits and looking for the jacket he’d dropped. All of Maru’s clothes were strewn about but he ignored them in favour of running his hands through Jin’s hair. It felt real. His skin was warm and sweaty and looked real. He still couldn’t pinpoint where the tentacles were coming from, like something in his mind was blocking it.
Koyama had a little glowing pen thing and he was kneeling on the other side. The penlight beeped a few times and the tentacles all vanished leaving Jin lying on the gravel looking completely human. “Fixed it. I’ve constrained him a human shape again.”
“And you?” Maru waved a hand over Koyama’s appearance, large fluttering eyes and leopard print shoulders.
“Oh. Right. Thanks.” Koyama frowned at the body. “Still, I think I am going to need many, many more hand cuffs when he wakes up.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Well I was thinking of going home with you.” Koyama looked at him with that smile, running his eyes down Maru’s naked and skinny frame.
“What?” He squeaked.
“We crashed here. I’ve caught him, but the next step really depends on who’s back-up shows up first now.”
Maru gaped at him, knowing already that he wasn’t going to be able to say no. God damn beautiful people.
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Date: 2011-01-02 07:21 am (UTC)i can't even be ashamed at how hot tentacle monster jin is. *__________*
you are amazing, like always.
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Date: 2011-01-03 05:04 pm (UTC)He's a slutty, happy sort of mosnter 8D
As long as you think so bb~
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Date: 2011-01-02 09:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-03 05:05 pm (UTC)He would be. Or maybe he is and we just don't know.
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Date: 2011-01-03 12:36 am (UTC)Jin (no last name, with a hand shake that had his fingers sneaking up his wrist like dirty little thieves)
This line *_____* it caught my eye and it is awesome dsngjfndjg
meaning that sometimes the ball went where he wanted it too and hit what he wanted it to hit.
lmao this line makes him seem so normal!
even his voice spoke of far away dark places and the possibilities of things that Maru hadn’t had the courage to grab yet
Okay sorry this line is just pretty. And then we get to the tentacle porn and it's. Oh god. It's beautiful. In a tentacle-porn manner of speaking.
this was quickly descending past the layers of bad porn.
I tried not to laugh but. Hilariously beautiful.
Koyama the alien... bounty hunter? Military man? WHATEVER IT WAS AWESOME. *_____*
The hints about Jin's powers♥ Maru kind of going with it despite being all WTF.
and then Koyama making sexy faces at Maru while Maru can't say no :3
This was awesome in all ways. ♥♥♥
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Date: 2011-01-03 05:09 pm (UTC)It is sort of hard to take yourself and even the porn seriously when you have to stop and IM someone 'quick, I need another word for 'tentacle' this is getting ridiculous' I'm really glad you enjoyed it!! I assure you Koyama has a wide and deep and moving back story, and isn't just there because I think he'd be hot being all tangled in tentacles and using sex magic. Really. =3
Thank you so much!!
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Date: 2011-01-03 06:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-03 05:11 pm (UTC)Yes. Koyama is hot really, no matter what. Thank you a lot darling~
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Date: 2011-01-03 04:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-03 05:11 pm (UTC)Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2011-02-23 03:54 am (UTC)Where are the tentacles coming from? >.>
I say moar tentacle monster!Jin. MOARno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:19 am (UTC)I really doubt I could manage this more then once xDno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:24 am (UTC)xD Lol, Koyama could be there to keep him in his human form xDno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:29 am (UTC)You know they get up to naughty things in Maru's flat, all over the ugly carpet he has in the living roomno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:33 am (UTC)xD Of course. Good way to utilize an ugly carpet.no subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:41 am (UTC)In my head it's so ugly that no one would notice a few stains on itno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:45 am (UTC)lol, Maru can't help his poor taste in carpet.no subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:52 am (UTC)hmm, it was probably a gift from Massu when he moved, and he hated it but loved Massu so he keeps it, and now he's going to get rug burn on his knees from itno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 03:57 am (UTC)...well, I mean stains, wouldn't that be a reason for him to get new carpet? Or...go to hardwood? >.>no subject
Date: 2011-03-02 04:02 am (UTC)Maru would probably love his stains, messy messy child. Lol well, hardwood burns are bad too? On your back no less. Tsk. But yes, he could get a new, much more boring carpetno subject
Date: 2011-03-02 04:08 am (UTC)Lol. Between Jin and Koyama, he'd have to replace his carpet every few weeks or so.no subject
Date: 2011-02-23 12:32 pm (UTC)You just, tentacles *.*
I am so not coherent anymore
I love you, like seriously XD
Tentacle monster Jin is just blood loss worthy
I say sequel >_<
XD
I love this so much ♥
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Date: 2011-03-02 03:20 am (UTC)Thanks so much, I'm glad you liked it.
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Date: 2011-03-02 03:21 am (UTC)Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2011-02-25 07:59 pm (UTC)TENTACLE PORN. MARU. AND KOYAMA AND ... OMG.
It's awesome. Seriously awesome.
Thanks so much for sharing this.
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Date: 2011-03-02 03:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-27 12:20 am (UTC)thanks for sharing
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Date: 2011-03-02 03:23 am (UTC)Thanks! Glad you liked it.
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Date: 2011-04-07 07:02 pm (UTC)this is the best ever! thanks!!