fic warnings: nc-17, water, tentacles, and missing swimming trunks
i'm crying out for jellyfish/human! (yes, here's looking at you, master_kogane, i need you in my hour of, um, need!) it's so freaking cold and clammy-wet here, and all i can do is remember the australian sun glistening down on the ocean, knowing all the wondrous things going on deep down.
it could be like that story with the mermaid and her bloke; only exciting and gripping, and with porn. it's actually love at first sight because the man could never find true satisfaction with 4-limbed humans, and the jellyfish is so thrilled by all his human's orifices. and they probably have also great personalities. but it's ...complicated because the jellyfish's secretion is slightly lethal and their first time goes horribly wrong and sweet tears mix with salty seawater. and then there's hurt/comfort. and they figure out how they can be together by...by...using condoms. er. or somethin'.
yes?
because it's my birthday in 3 days?
until then i'll comfort myself with thingswithwings 's Read My Mind, tentacle porn of a more mechanical nature.
eta: this prompt's bearded alternative-universe version can be found here and is written by master_kogane. i thank her muchly for making me scream at work! :)
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