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You would have to be oblivious to not see what was going on between MC and Azul. Ever since the latter’s Overblot, they seemed to find any excuse to spend time together. MC had even started coming to the Board Game Club meetings, much to Idia’s irritation (since all they did was fawn over each other and very little game-playing was had). Floyd found their games annoying and had even suggested Azul ask MC “to fuck”, which turned the cecalian red with embarrassment.
Although it was clear to everyone, Azul still didn’t trust the situation. Deep down he knew she was just being nice to him, keeping an eye on him, or maybe even trying to use him. But then he would push those negative thoughts away, knowing that MC was too pure-hearted to use him or purposely hurt him. So he told himself he would wait for exactly the right moment. This allowed him to put off confessing to her indefinitely. Things were going perfectly, why screw that up?
One night after the lounge had closed, Azul found himself swimming alone as he so often did. His only company in the aquarium were the other little beasts that seem indifferent to what he believed was his aberrant shape. Then a tap on the glass, so quiet he nearly missed it. He looked to see his precious MC, staring at him in wonder. He tried to hide but it was too late. He momentarily remembered his ink but realized that would probably be more embarrassing.
He approached the transparent wall, the small barrier separating their entirely different worlds. Her hand rested on the surface, urging him to do the same. Only the glass separated their hands and in a moment, he was lost in her eyes. Azul wasn’t sure if he had been floating there for seconds or hours as her mouth began to move. His heart stopped at her words, “You’re beautiful.”
Azul couldn’t help but be in good spirits the next day. His melodious voice seemed to fill every space he occupied that day. The perfect moment had finally come. All the jewelry and gifts he had bought in preparation were brought out, and Jade was in charge of preparing the VIP room. Jade chided him on giving MC a ring but Azul corrected, “I’m not asking for her to marry me…yet…it’s just something so everyone knows she chose me.” And that was it. Not to possess her, not to collar her, but to remind all the cocksure magicians at NRC that MC had chosen him. He didn’t have to be the fat, ugly octopus anymore.
All was perfect until a glint of bright red hair caught his attention. They were too tall to be Riddle, but they were talking to MC…and she was laughing? Azul tensed, his heart pounding as the man turned to his side…Rielle. Azul seethed, unable to move his feet to get to class. The way she smiled at the prince made his blood boil. He never understood what was so great about that trash-collecting fish. Then they took out their phones. He was getting her number! Azul felt his entire world crash around him. The kiss Rielle left on the top of MC’s hand was the final nail in the coffin. Azul fell apart.
Jade had followed Azul back to the dorm silently. While part of him wanted to help his friend, the other part of him could see quite clearly what was going on, and an opportunity to take advantage of it. After the octomer had torn apart the VIP room-- breaking a table in the process, he left for his private bathroom. His true form was beginning to show itself, but he couldn’t bear to go in the pool.
The eel stealthy entered the bathroom, now littered with broken porcelain and glass. The lights were half knocked out from Azul’s tentacles in his violent tantrum. His ink mixed with the spilled water on the tile floor, an eerie quiet only broken by the hush of splashing water. “Would you like me to cancel tonight's events, Boss?” Only silence. Jade took another step in, “Do you want me to get someone to clean this up for you?” The eel again stood in silence.
“Is this about MC-“ Azul’s tentacles lashed out menacingly at the eel, “GET OUT!” Jade bowed, “As you wish.” He was glad things were finally starting to get interesting.
“Jade! Have you seen Azul? He’s missed all of his classes.” MC looked genuinely concerned, bordering on frightened. Jade had witnessed her interaction earlier with Rielle but knew it must have not meant anything since she had confessed to Jade (although accidentally) that she had feelings for Azul. And he also knew that she would pretty much do anything for the cecalian.
“He was quite upset when I left him. Of course with all that broken glass…” MC’s eyes widened, “What are you talking about? Where is Azul?” Jade sighed, “I wish I could tell you, but he’d be very angry with me if I did. What to do, what to do…” MC faced the eel, “Tell me where he is, Jade.” Jade sighed, “And why would I do that? Out of the goodness of my heart? I doubt I’ll get rich on good deeds.” MC frowned, “I don’t have much money Jade, but…”
Jade put a finger to her lips, “How about this, you can just owe me a favor.” MC narrowed her brow, “What kind of a favor?” Jade shrugged, “Guess we won’t know until it’s time for you to pay up, little shrimp.” MC hesitated and Jade continued, “This is a limited-time offer and I’m quite busy this evening.” MC hastily agreed and Jade directed her to the dorms: specifically to Azul’s private bath.
MC regretted agreeing to Jade’s terms when she found the mess in Octavinelle’s dorm. She could have merely followed the path of destruction. MC began to wonder, Is this another Overblot? She shook off the hesitation. This felt different than back then. Plus, she doubted even a sadist like Jade would let her walk into a situation like that blindly. At least she hoped that he wouldn’t.
The once elegant bathroom door hung on the top hinge, water leaking out onto the carpet of the hallway. Pushing through gently, she attempted to let her eyes adjust. Most of the bathroom was cloaked in darkness, not even an outline of the baths visible in the dim light. A few steps in, she could hear Azul breathing. It was different than normal, more like he was hissing with every breath.
“Did you have fun with Prince Rielle?” His words were dripping in venom, echoing in the otherwise silent room. MC took another step, “Oh! I invited him to the lounge, I thought it would be good for business.” Azul clicked his tongue, still shrouded in the shadows, “You invited him to the lounge? Well, how thoughtful of you, Angelfish. Unfortunately, I won’t allow his kind in my establishment.”
“What do you mean? His kind…?” Azul’s dark chuckle reflected off the tile walls. He began to emerge, his form dwarfing her’s dramatically. His tentacles reached out, snaking slowly around her body. MC didn’t move, unable to be afraid of him. As he came into the dim light, his powder blue eyes seemed to glow. A little bit of his ink dripped from his mouth and down his chest, his skin mottled lavender, silver and black.
Azul was stunning.
Once his tentacles gripped her smaller form, he lifted MC so she was level with his eyes, “His kind? The perfect kind? The wealthy kind? The kind that never have to try or work for anything they have? THE KIND THAT TRY TO TAKE AWAY WHAT’S MINE?” The tentacles grew tighter around her body, nearly squeezing the air out of her. “Azul, put me down! I don’t know what you think-“
One slippery appendage shoved its way into her mouth, silencing her effectively. She gasped around him, blushing and trying to get away. “Don’t struggle, Angelfish.” He sighed at the feeling of her tongue on the tip of his appendage, now sliding in and out in shallow motions. MC’s eyes widening, realizing a little too late what Azul intended to do.
He licked his lips as he brought her closer. Azul sighed, “And now I’ve gotten ink all over your uniform. Don’t worry, I’ll buy you another. I’ll buy you anything want, MC.” The suckers on his tentacles gripped at her uniform top, ripping it to shreds, her bra coming with it. She grunted as the fabric that scraped her skin was tossed to the ground.
MC’s skirt followed and her panties. Her entire body flushed with embarrassment as his soft tentacles explored her body. The little suckers left little bruises behind but felt far more pleasurable than she had imagined. Two of his tentacles wrapped around her breasts, squeezing them and teasing her nipples. Another snaked down to her damp core, while the others kept her in tight compliance.
Azul nearly moaned at the feeling of her wet honey lubricating the tentacle stroking her pussy. MC’s gasped around the tentacle in her mouth as she watched Azul’s cock pop out, the smooth black head bobbing eagerly. He was long and girthy, but smooth like his tentacles. Precum beaded on the head as Azul’s eyes became more glazed with lust.
The octomer pulled his crush inches from his face, still teasing her body relentlessly. “Do you still think I’m beautiful, MC? Or do you see now the monster you have been playing games with?” He pulled the tentacle from her mouth, leaving her gasping at the emptiness. She pulled her arms free, roughly fighting against his tentacles.
Azul was dumbfounded when she wrapped her arms around his neck. She buried her face into his smooth skin. She could smell the salt and ink mixing with his usual soft, cashmere-like musk. He couldn’t move as she cried softly against his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry you’ve been hurt so much. I wish I could’ve been there to protect you.”
Without his control, his arms wrapped around her. This strange girl, who despite being very nearly ravished by his tentacles was now crying on his shoulder, talking about protecting him. “I wish you knew how beautiful you are, Azul. I wish you knew how much I love you.” Again his body betrayed him, his words so soft she barely heard them, “I love you, too, angelfish.”
MC pulled back to look into his eyes. She cupped his face, stroking a stray tear away. Azul studied her face then leaned in and stole her lips. His tentacles rearranged themselves, now holding her protectively against his broad chest. Her hands tangled in his silver hair, softer than she had even imagined. Azul deepened the kiss, his tongue dipping in to make shallow tastes against hers.
Azul pulled away breathlessly as one of his tentacles began to penetrate her tightness. She held on to him, moaning into his ear. He gripped her breasts, trying to memorize the feeling of her hard nipples scraping against his palms. “I want you, MC. I want all of you.” She nodded her head, “Please don’t stop Azul. It feels so good…”
He pulled her into another kiss, another tentacle entering her tightness. She let out a cry of pleasure into his mouth as they pounded into her relentlessly. Pumping in and out at different speeds, at different times, he was hitting spots she had no idea she had. Azul tilted MC’s head back as her eyes rolled back in her head as he leaned over her. He held her jaw tight, her tongue out and ready for his use. Azul opened his mouth, letting some of his ink slide down his tongue and into her mouth. She moaned against the flavor, strange but still arousing.
Azul shoved his long tongue into her mouth, this time abusing her lips with his own, his tongue nearly sliding down her throat. It was a purposeful reminder that no matter how pressed and polite he was in his human form, his true form with anything but. He pulled back to admire his ink smeared on her lips, dripping down to her breasts. He suddenly felt her clench around him, crying out his name loudly as she spilled around him.
She covered her mouth, “I’m sorry! You just feel so good…” Azul cooed, “No, Angelfish, scream as loud as you want. I want them all to know who’s making you feel this way.” He pulled out of her, a perverse squelching sound turning him even more. Azul pulled her to the bath, the water was tepid but not cold. MC rested on his lap, his lips moving over her collarbone. He bit down hard on the fleshy, soft part of her breast. His fingers teased her nipple while his other hand moved to her soft core.
Again Azul lifted her up and against the curved side of the porcelain, supporting her in a laying position. Azul leaned out of the water, three of his fingers stretching her puffy lips. “No more!” She cried out in frustration. Azul pulled away, unsure how to proceed. She panted underneath him, her skin covered in sucker marks and dripping with his ink. He wished he would freeze that moment of perfection.
MC spread her legs, only her toes touching the water now. Her hand, shaking from the overstimulation, spread her folds for her octopus lover. Azul groaned at the sight of her battered hole, beckoning him to fall apart within her walls. His precum was leaking down his shaft as he rubbed the smooth head of his cock against her clit. MC inhaled sharply as he slid in, her body seemingly pulling him in deeper. Azul let out a lewd moan as he watched his length disappear inside the object of all of his desires.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her hips up to meet his gentle thrusts. His tentacles coiled around her limbs, stroking every inch of skin they had access to. Azul buried his face into her neck, “You’re so beautiful, Angelfish. You’re taking me so well. I knew we were meant for each other.” MC ran her nails down his back, “Azul, I’m so full. I feel like I’m going to burst!”
Azul leaned back, pulling MC with him. His coiled black tentacles pulled her onto his throbbing dick roughly. He grabbed her chin, pulling her face to his, “Look at me, Angelfish. Don’t take your eyes off of me.” His order was breathy, her hands now resting on his strong chest, eager to explore more of his body. MC relaxed her body, allowing his tentacles to do all the work while she kept his gaze.
Whimpers, groans, growls, and moans echoed in the bathroom shamelessly and into the hallway. Azul pulled her into another bruising kiss, moaning into her willing mouth. He pulled away, “Do you want me, Angelfish? Do you want my cum?” MC nodded violently, “Yes! I want you Azul! It feels so good! Please give me all your cum! Cum inside me! Please! I want to be yours! Only yours!”
Azul could’ve died a happy little octopus right there. Everything he had ever wanted to hear poured from her mouth so easily it made him ache. “I’ll give you everything, Angelfish! Everything you want! Anything! Just stay with me! Stay with me and be mine!” She began moaning his name as he begged for more. Hearing her desperate moans turn into cries of pleasure sent him over the edge. Her walls grasped his aching cock as he shot rope after rope of his cum inside of her willing pussy. Azul bit down on her neck, overwhelmed with the feeling of her tightness milking every lost drop of his seed out of his shaft.
They rested for a while in the bath, Azul’s still hard cock resting inside her slick walls. He let his head fall back, enjoying the fresh warm water as he gathered his strength, not ready for their lovemaking session to end. MC lay on his chest, her head resting under his. Their fingers twined together, exploring each other’s hands as they enjoyed the sound of each other breathing.
“So you aren’t interested in Rielle?” She pinched the octopus, who let out an indignant yelp. “You don’t understand what it’s like, Angelfish. People like him have been taking everything from people like me since the beginning of time. And he is a prince after all. I wouldn’t blame you for choosing him over an ugly octopus like me.”
MC leaned up, pulling his chin roughly so he was looking into her eyes. “Azul Ashengrotto, no one is going to take away anything you have worked for because I won’t let them. But you never had to earn me. So stop acting like I can be stolen.” Azul sighed, “Then how did I possibly get a girl like you?” MC smiled, “Because you’re smart and sexy, and well…the tentacles don’t hurt.” No sooner had she said that, she felt one of his slippery appendages teasing at her folds. Azul leaned forward, a sneaky smile on his face, “They have a mind of their own, Angelfish.”