Monster I
Title: Monster - I
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Space AU, tentacles, dub con, not crack
Summary: Changmin has a schoolboy crush. He’s also has tentacles.
The screech of alarms has Jaejoong jumping out of his bunker and sliding into his flight suit. He leaves it half unzipped and grabs his gloves and glasses off the table on his way up deck. Jaejoong’s first thought is an incoming attack from a rogue ship and he yells at the people scattering though the hull in a panic to get to their posts. He swings past the engine room but all seems to be in order and he can’t feel the ship making any changes off course. It clicks in his mind exactly where the problem is and he runs full pelt to the med bay.
‘Yoochun, what’s going on?’ Jaejoong slides into the observation room. It only takes a moment to see exactly what has caused Yoochun to raise the alarm.
‘It’s Changmin, or rather his parasite,’ Yoochun tampers frantically with the controls. ‘Yunho went in to check on Changmin as per routine and suddenly it attacked.’
‘I want a lock down,’ Jaejoong presses fingertips into the control board, ‘Consider them all quarantined. How’s Changmin’s status?’
Jaejoong watches in horror as Yunho is tossed into the air through the glass observation deck outside the med bay. Thick red tentacles hold his struggling form captive, wrapping around limbs and binding him in an arched bow. Yunho’s scream is cut off when a tentacle forces its way into his mouth, filling his throat.
Jaejoong flicks the intercom, ‘Don’t bite, Jung. We don’t know what it’s made of isn’t harmful yet.’ He switches off the mic and turns to Yoochun, ‘Do we?’
‘No, though I’m running scans now,’ Yoochun presses a switch, ‘Changmin’s still in stasis- no gasses seem to keep the life form dormant.’
‘Brain activity looks normal,’ Jaejoong peers at the information on his screen then back over to the stasis tub where the tentacles seem to multiply from, ‘We can’t send anyone in there when it’s attacking, can we administer a sedative from here?’
‘Not without endangering Yunho,’ Yoochun pulls at his hair in frustration and turns off the alarm, unable to cope with the noise.
They watch as the dexterous appendages rip through Yunho’s flight suit and set to work encasing every inch of skin, sliding dangerously over his bare torso to wrap around his waist. Yunho’s muffled cries increase as the man frantically tries to wrench his arms free, kicking and twisting to no avail. Jaejoong finds himself mesmerized as one more works its way into Yunho’s mouth, another tentacle tugging on his cock.
‘He might prefer to be unconscious right now,’ Jaejoong flips through screens, running through options. He glances over his shoulder to see the medical staff frozen in horror watching the alien life form splay Yunho’s legs wide. ‘What the fuck are you all doing? I said this is a lock down! Prevent that thing from getting out here!’ Jaejoong growls and when they scatter he locks off the deck to just a few select staff.
‘Junsu,’ Jaejoong calls to the nurse, ‘Did Yunho antagonise or threaten the host or parasite in any way?’
Junsu wrings his hands, ‘No sir, Yunho was checking vitals and the tub.’
‘Shit,’ Jaejoong curses, unable to tear his eyes away as a thick red tentacle slowly crawls its way up Yunho’s thigh, towards the small curve of his ass. Yunho squirms harder, pulling in harsh breaths through his nose as it nudges its way in between the flesh, jolting when its wet tip prods at his hole. ‘Yoochun, do something.’
‘I’ve tried putting it under, it’s unaffected,’ Yoochun snaps, wincing as Yunho’s filled slowly and all the appendages seem to shiver in delight. ‘It only succeeded in knocking Yunho out and even then the parasite persisted.’
‘Get me a temperature reading on the thing, now!’ Jaejoong turns to the technician on his left.
The wide lengths twist their way up around Yunho’s ankles and calves, circling his thighs and squeezing, pulling the man impossibly stretched. A cherry red tentacle pumps in and out of the man’s hole, another in his mouth, the rhythm synced. Yunho’s skin is covered in a faint layer of slime and Jaejoong doesn’t understand why Yunho has to keep swallowing painfully around the length in his mouth until another tentacle sprays his chest white, other tentacles joining to slide through the mess until Yunho’s body is covered.
They seem to rub soothingly at his skin though Yunho is shaking for breath and panics when one curls around his throat, suction pads protruding to delicately draw the skin at his neck. Thinner tendrils appear and tighten around Yunho’s cock, squeezing and tugging roughly until he’s hard, others drawing his balls away from his body. They seem to inundate all Yunho’s senses, dragging through his hair, flicking at his ear and another attempts to ease its way into Yunho’s stretched asshole.
Junsu seems to stumble into a chair beside Yoochun and Jaejoong, ‘Wh-What if it’s trying to lay eggs? More parasites?’
‘Then we’re fucked,’ Jaejoong says, itching to punch something and hard as a rock in his flight suit. ‘Those two will be quarantined, I want no one near the wing unless they’re armed and in bio suits.’ Jaejoong realises the futility of his order but he needs some semblance of control as an orgasm is torn from Yunho’s body and the man’s limbs go slack in the tentacles hold.
‘You think if he passes out it’ll keep going?’ Yoochun mutters, scanning the room again. ‘There’s a flux in brain activity, Changmin appears to be in a dream state.’
‘Can’t be accurate, he’s too heavily sedated,’ A tech flicks at the controls.
‘Drain the tub,’ Jaejoong stands abruptly, ‘Wake him up.’
‘Sir,’ Junsu tries to keep pace beside Jaejoong as the Commander strides along the viewing deck but his eyes keep drifting to the scene behind the glass of Yunho’s tanned, muscular body overwrought with thick red tentacles, stretching him open, legs splayed wide. ‘Sir, it’s too sudden- it could have drastic affects on both Changmin and the life form-‘
‘Wake him up,’ Jaejoong turns to stare down anyone else who might protest, ‘Now. And make sure the doors and vents are properly sealed.’
A/N: Umm...I don't expect this to be everyone's cup of tea but it was lots of fun to write and ended up being enormously long.
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Space AU, tentacles, dub con, not crack
Summary: Changmin has a schoolboy crush. He’s also has tentacles.
The screech of alarms has Jaejoong jumping out of his bunker and sliding into his flight suit. He leaves it half unzipped and grabs his gloves and glasses off the table on his way up deck. Jaejoong’s first thought is an incoming attack from a rogue ship and he yells at the people scattering though the hull in a panic to get to their posts. He swings past the engine room but all seems to be in order and he can’t feel the ship making any changes off course. It clicks in his mind exactly where the problem is and he runs full pelt to the med bay.
‘Yoochun, what’s going on?’ Jaejoong slides into the observation room. It only takes a moment to see exactly what has caused Yoochun to raise the alarm.
‘It’s Changmin, or rather his parasite,’ Yoochun tampers frantically with the controls. ‘Yunho went in to check on Changmin as per routine and suddenly it attacked.’
‘I want a lock down,’ Jaejoong presses fingertips into the control board, ‘Consider them all quarantined. How’s Changmin’s status?’
Jaejoong watches in horror as Yunho is tossed into the air through the glass observation deck outside the med bay. Thick red tentacles hold his struggling form captive, wrapping around limbs and binding him in an arched bow. Yunho’s scream is cut off when a tentacle forces its way into his mouth, filling his throat.
Jaejoong flicks the intercom, ‘Don’t bite, Jung. We don’t know what it’s made of isn’t harmful yet.’ He switches off the mic and turns to Yoochun, ‘Do we?’
‘No, though I’m running scans now,’ Yoochun presses a switch, ‘Changmin’s still in stasis- no gasses seem to keep the life form dormant.’
‘Brain activity looks normal,’ Jaejoong peers at the information on his screen then back over to the stasis tub where the tentacles seem to multiply from, ‘We can’t send anyone in there when it’s attacking, can we administer a sedative from here?’
‘Not without endangering Yunho,’ Yoochun pulls at his hair in frustration and turns off the alarm, unable to cope with the noise.
They watch as the dexterous appendages rip through Yunho’s flight suit and set to work encasing every inch of skin, sliding dangerously over his bare torso to wrap around his waist. Yunho’s muffled cries increase as the man frantically tries to wrench his arms free, kicking and twisting to no avail. Jaejoong finds himself mesmerized as one more works its way into Yunho’s mouth, another tentacle tugging on his cock.
‘He might prefer to be unconscious right now,’ Jaejoong flips through screens, running through options. He glances over his shoulder to see the medical staff frozen in horror watching the alien life form splay Yunho’s legs wide. ‘What the fuck are you all doing? I said this is a lock down! Prevent that thing from getting out here!’ Jaejoong growls and when they scatter he locks off the deck to just a few select staff.
‘Junsu,’ Jaejoong calls to the nurse, ‘Did Yunho antagonise or threaten the host or parasite in any way?’
Junsu wrings his hands, ‘No sir, Yunho was checking vitals and the tub.’
‘Shit,’ Jaejoong curses, unable to tear his eyes away as a thick red tentacle slowly crawls its way up Yunho’s thigh, towards the small curve of his ass. Yunho squirms harder, pulling in harsh breaths through his nose as it nudges its way in between the flesh, jolting when its wet tip prods at his hole. ‘Yoochun, do something.’
‘I’ve tried putting it under, it’s unaffected,’ Yoochun snaps, wincing as Yunho’s filled slowly and all the appendages seem to shiver in delight. ‘It only succeeded in knocking Yunho out and even then the parasite persisted.’
‘Get me a temperature reading on the thing, now!’ Jaejoong turns to the technician on his left.
The wide lengths twist their way up around Yunho’s ankles and calves, circling his thighs and squeezing, pulling the man impossibly stretched. A cherry red tentacle pumps in and out of the man’s hole, another in his mouth, the rhythm synced. Yunho’s skin is covered in a faint layer of slime and Jaejoong doesn’t understand why Yunho has to keep swallowing painfully around the length in his mouth until another tentacle sprays his chest white, other tentacles joining to slide through the mess until Yunho’s body is covered.
They seem to rub soothingly at his skin though Yunho is shaking for breath and panics when one curls around his throat, suction pads protruding to delicately draw the skin at his neck. Thinner tendrils appear and tighten around Yunho’s cock, squeezing and tugging roughly until he’s hard, others drawing his balls away from his body. They seem to inundate all Yunho’s senses, dragging through his hair, flicking at his ear and another attempts to ease its way into Yunho’s stretched asshole.
Junsu seems to stumble into a chair beside Yoochun and Jaejoong, ‘Wh-What if it’s trying to lay eggs? More parasites?’
‘Then we’re fucked,’ Jaejoong says, itching to punch something and hard as a rock in his flight suit. ‘Those two will be quarantined, I want no one near the wing unless they’re armed and in bio suits.’ Jaejoong realises the futility of his order but he needs some semblance of control as an orgasm is torn from Yunho’s body and the man’s limbs go slack in the tentacles hold.
‘You think if he passes out it’ll keep going?’ Yoochun mutters, scanning the room again. ‘There’s a flux in brain activity, Changmin appears to be in a dream state.’
‘Can’t be accurate, he’s too heavily sedated,’ A tech flicks at the controls.
‘Drain the tub,’ Jaejoong stands abruptly, ‘Wake him up.’
‘Sir,’ Junsu tries to keep pace beside Jaejoong as the Commander strides along the viewing deck but his eyes keep drifting to the scene behind the glass of Yunho’s tanned, muscular body overwrought with thick red tentacles, stretching him open, legs splayed wide. ‘Sir, it’s too sudden- it could have drastic affects on both Changmin and the life form-‘
‘Wake him up,’ Jaejoong turns to stare down anyone else who might protest, ‘Now. And make sure the doors and vents are properly sealed.’
A/N: Umm...I don't expect this to be everyone's cup of tea but it was lots of fun to write and ended up being enormously long.