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Sephiroth looked around, silent, unseen, vigilant. His tentacles swayed just as soft around him, swimming forward until he reached his destination. He needed to quench his hunger, to eat until his hearts content. His sharp keen eyes pick up their movements from afar, the soft flutter of their fins, the gentle hums of their laughter, yes, what majestic creatures they were and entirely all his to prey upon.
Such fragile feeble minds they were, making the mistake of venturing this far, of swimming carefree into his waters. If he didn't know any better he'd think they didn't care that sea monsters, such as himself lurked around every dark corner, feasting their eyes on their delicacies, mouths salivating with a lunatic thirst for their mermaid flesh.
Sephiroth was one of these just monsters, he watched from behind concealing coral, the seaweed flapping around him, shadowing his form from view.
His green eyes pinpoint to their locations like the prey that they were. Deciding which mermaid will be his dinner. The taste didn't matter one bit, but the fight did. Mermaids would not be caught easily, he's well accustomed to some that instead of rushing forward hoping to snag one, Sephiroth waits and observes, patiently still for the time they fall into his grasp.
However, he is not rewarded with the results he wishes, none of the mermaids catch his attention, they don't get his fangs aching in the kill. Sephiroth was not by any means a picky eater, their form, or appearance mattered not to him. They were food and yet even still in order to be satisfied he must feel the tug of thirst or else his hunger is left unappreciated.
Suddenly there was movement close by and he quickly turns, not expecting the way his eyes seemingly latch onto this lone siren. She swims forward, the weight of which she carried herself making his breath hitch in something foreign and out of character. He quickly finds himself at a loss for what he had currently been doing.
She bends her fin beside her, perching on a mossy rock. The sealife around seems to respond to her as jellyfish and seaweed dance in soothing relaxing waves. She smiles, humming, chestnut curls of hair sway in soft streams behind her, the flowers that reside in it not once breaking free from whatever binds that were keeping them there. If any.
She arches her back, hands coming up to tangle through the strikingly long locks. She continues humming, a song he didn't know or need too for it meant nothing to him besides the very voice it erups from. Her green eyes thin with happiness, face devoid of anything but cheerful unawareness. Obliviously innocent.
Suddenly, he licks his lips and finds that his mouth is salivating. He grins wide, his fangs finding the very desire to fest. Their target solely entrapped on her, hungry for both body and soul. And yet he doesn't catch her, not yet, he finds himself just wanting to watch her. To take in this little mermaid for all she has to offer before he devours what little life her small frame holds.
Sephiroth's lips part as his gaze falls from her face to the bareness of her chest. Petite, perky and shapely breasts welcome him almost wantonly, pink inviting nipples pleasing to the eye, even to one that could care less.
The more he watches her carefree movements the more his hunger rises, and abruptly he feels himself awaken in an area that had no means for someone like her.
He hums deeply, his cocks responding, twitching and pulsing in the hidden cover of his monster body. Such a peculiar reaction to hunger in something other than feasting. His claws find said parted slit and he is immensely greeted with hardness and slick arousal.
Sephiroth couldn't bring himself to understand or forgo the adept behavior. His mind and body clearly wanting something he didn’t once think possible. Despite his appetite to eat her kind, his fangs didn’t wish to sink into her flesh on thoughts of survival but to taste the sweetness of her existence that she undoubtedly radiates.
He traces his tongue over the sharp points, eyes heavily lidded. He wished for nothing more than to taste that siren blood for himself, to slide his entire touch over her body, hands, tongue, lips, tentacles, cocks.
Sephiroth moans, letting his little pink mermaid invade his thoughts. His cocks responded almost eagerly to them, rubbing against each other in such a tight confinement of their prison, eagerly dripping in need of her.
He should just catch and eat her before he gives in but he can't, not after this rage of thirst has blinded him with an unfamiliar urge to fuck her first. To take the fruit of her for himself before some other does.
The little siren suddenly gasps, looking around. She furrows her brows, hands placed in front of her in a way that had Sephiroth keening for more. Her breast pressed together, eyes vividly fearful. His breathing quickens.
"Who is there? It's impolite to watch me on the sly, show yourself!" The gentle mermaid demands.
Sephiroth smirks and he almost pathetically finds himself obeying. Indeed, this is unusual, never is he one to blindly fall victim to his lessers, and yet he can't help the triumph thrill he's feeling in his very tentacles that he's won.
He does as his little mermaid commands, revealing himself to her. He floats a close distance in front of her and he is almost astonished at how much more he's entranced by her. She stares up at his face, her lips parting somewhat in a similar fashion as his own had.
Yes, he believes he has her right where he wants. Inwardly he grins with glee.
"A sea monster!? I don't..." She begins, lifting herself to hover just before him. She studies his face, the green of her eyes beautiful to him. They continue their search and he finds her curiosity courageous. Especially given the comparisons of their statures.
Hesitantly she lifts her hand, eyes drawn to his chest, over his arms, down to the claws that are meant for killing... Her.
She curls her lip between her teeth. "Why are you?..." The little siren asks, her eyes screaming at him in fear yet curiousity gets the better of her.
Although, the moment her beautiful gaze broadens and they fall to the open slit of his hidden desire, noticing just what awaits her, does she bluntly realize her mistake. She flushes gorgeously, her voice stammering.
"I-I..." Sephiroth takes this chance to capture her, his arms oddly gentle around her lithe little body, her pink frilly tail flapping wildly before he leans down to her gill. His eyes flutter closed when her hair caresses his cheek.
"Relax little one, I will reward you with pleasure before I eat you."
"B-But, I don't want to die, please." She begs and Sephiroth almost verbally agreed. He caught her chin in his claws, tracing his thumb over her full luscious lips. "Silly siren, I don't wish to kill you," With a slick push he frees himself completely to her. Strings of pre-cum and unabashed want coat them together.
Tauntingly he presses the hard and moist lengths against her fin, the soft spines ticking and stroking her scales. She visibly stiffens, the slit of her entrance practically begging him to take her as he feels the heat radiate. "You evoke something else in me." He whispered huskily.
The mermaid reluctantly rests her hands on his shoulders, eyes glassy with unshed fear. "No, stop, it's wrong..." she rejects with an unconvincing voice, her sly soft movements against him telling what her words cannot. He slides a clawed hand down her side, the softness of her tail just making him purr in greed. She wantonly moans, eyes squeezing shut, scared.
Good. She should be.
Sephiroth trails two fingers across her front, the raw emotional cry she released turning him on further. His leaking cocks jerk with the insatiable pull to feel her. But he doesn't give them the satisfaction. Not yet. He wants her to want him. Just allow him this selfishness of receiving rather than taking.
With purposeful strokes her teases her opening, leaning down to lick up her jaw with lewd intent. Her nails dig into his skin and he growls. "Shall I give you pleasure? My beautful mermaid?"
The siren gasps, lips parting to let out a hoarse moan when he almost thrusts his fingers into her. She quivers in want. "Just say the word and I will." He replaces his hand and instead strokes her entrace with a tentacle. She gasps sharply, heavily, lip between teeth.
Sephiroth chuckles deep in his throat, her eyes slip open, hazy and fearful and otherworldly beautiful. With a slight push he slithered the appendage inside her, cicling and relishing for what's to come. She moans loudly and hoarsly and the breathtaking sound is enough for him.
No longer can he wait, not when she looks at him like that, her voice a sweet melody of ecstasy. Her inner walls swallow his tentacle, drenching the appendage in the succulent dew of her essence.
Sephiroth pulls her impossibly closer, her green eyes widening when they catch sight of just what he was pressing against her now.
She looks at him frantically, "No, please, wait, I'm not-!!" Her words immediately falter when he thrusts up into her, filling her to the brim. She whines in pleasure, brows furrowed, her words betraying her. "So deep...hmmm..." She murmurs, her damp tight cavern tightening ever so cruelly around him.
Sephiroth cradles his arms tightly around the small of her back, his tentacles following as they keep his little mermaid close, unable to escape. She gasps in pleasurable shock at the possessiveness, crushed wonderfully against his chest.
He pounds into her with vigorous determination, rocking her through the intensity that he brings. She mewled, arching her back. The mermaid cries out honest raw and eager. Sephiroth grins, sliding a tentacle up her body. The same that still lingers with her inner warmth. It wraps snuggly around her throat. She bites her lip, whimpering.
Not once does he slow, he gives her every powerful stoke his monster body could reward, might as well for once he's gotten this desire out of the way her life is his to devour.
The mere thought ignites his inner flame and he thrusts even deeper, harder, breathlessly moaning along with her. She begins to tremble in his hold and he watches with bated breath as she reaches her peak. She cries out angelic, head thrown back.
Sephiroth groans, a couple thrusts more and he follows along with her, spilling his white load within her, hot and thick. Her green eyes widen, jaw taut before she suddenly falls limp in his hold. He raises a brow in wonder and finds her eyes closed, face blank of any emotion.
He humphs, perhaps he overdid it? He smirks, it was no matter because like this, passed out as she was he can have his fill without worry of fight.
Sephiroth brings her higher up his body, his cocks slipping from inside her where they return to their hidden place. With a hand curled around the back of her head, he leans into her neck, the sweet fragrance of her overwhelms him. His fangs nearly peirce her beautiful skin before he pulls away.
He stares at her face, "This mermaid..." his tentacles come up and gently caressed her cheek, pushing her bangs to the side. His lips thin with uncertainty. "She's far too beautiful to be just food."
A grin graces his lips, and he slides it down her body, the black appendage curling around her breasts, until finally around her completely. Securely.
"She'll be my mate." He declared.
Holding the mermaid securely in his tight embrace he takes her back to his lair where she will never be seen as food to him but a means to clench the more prominent of his hunger upon.