Second part of the short fic.
DISCLAIMER: This story depicts a Colossus and a young male in a sexual situation. One of them has a canon partner in Shadow of the Colossus, but don't think poorly of him. Like a beautiful wife sleeping with an officer to free her imprisoned husband, Wander's is a most noble sacrifice. Also, they're all adults. Thank you.
Title: Shadow of the Cocklossus, Part the Twain'th.
Rating: R.
Series: Super Paper Mario.
Author Notes: I want to thank Shannon for putting up with a terribly long drive punctuated by exclamations of, "Could you imagine if a Colossus was chasing us? It'd be like that scene in Jurassic Park, except slower, more awesome, and with a better soundtrack."
Also, I took liberties with how you get up onto Colossus Number Five (Avion, Latin name: Avis Praeda) to make people think you really can climb onto those towers avoid spoilers! <3
Previous installments: 1.
Shadow of the Cocklossus
- Part Two -
And so I began to climb down. The great beast shrieked once again, began to duck and weave; my hair whipped at my face, my eyes burning, dry from the wind. I was fortunate that whilst there was no fur on the creature's colossal dong, there were tiny boned ridges, and my fingers settled into them, gripped them tight. I could feel it pulse; not just in my hands, but all across my body as I lay flush, panting hard, growing tired. The flight path was easing again, and I realised in a flash that it wanted this.
It wanted me, just not in quite the same way I wanted it.
My sword drawn, I was inching my way backwards, thighs squeezing to keep me safe as I slipped my hand to the next ridge, dragging myself down little by little. Almost there now... and then there was nothing between my legs, and the bright light pulsed against my stomach. I could smell it, could smell the sickly-sweetness of the slime it slicked across my clothing, strong and putrid enough to taste. Holding tight with my other hand, I raised my sword.
And then came that familiar, strange voice, gravelly and deep and lumbering like a landslide, creaking like old trees. It sounded as ancient as it did powerful, as frightening as the colossi themselves and shaking me down to my very core.
I bit down hard on my tongue and listened.
This is a battle not to be fought with swords, it murmured at length, and a cold chill crept like sweat across my neck. To defeat it, you must love it.
... Love it? "Love it or lull it?!" I yelled into the frozen wind, my hair damp with the icy condensation in the air. My lips felt frozen, numb, and it was hard to speak.
I swore that the terrible voice laughed.
Is there a difference?
And then I was alone once more, with nothing but the Colossus and its incredible boney girth to keep me company. Sucking in a cold breath, I slowly sheathed my sword.
The blue light remained, and my heart hammered in my chest.
... Yes. I was to touch it, then. And though I could only grimace at the thought, though I all but retched as I firmly lodged my hands in the ridges and dropped to lay my head before it, I didn't stop, didn't hesitate. Mono, I would do it all for her, would undertake any humiliation, would accept any task. I hadn't come this far to surrender out of shame!
With the creature's beating wings slowly becoming my world, I closed my eyes and leaned forward.
The beast screamed, but did not sway.
T.B.C.
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Title: Shadow of the Cocklossus, Part the Twain'th.
Rating: R.
Series: Super Paper Mario.
Author Notes: I want to thank Shannon for putting up with a terribly long drive punctuated by exclamations of, "Could you imagine if a Colossus was chasing us? It'd be like that scene in Jurassic Park, except slower, more awesome, and with a better soundtrack."
Also, I took liberties with how you get up onto Colossus Number Five (Avion, Latin name: Avis Praeda) to make people think you really can climb onto those towers avoid spoilers! <3
Previous installments: 1.
Shadow of the Cocklossus
- Part Two -
And so I began to climb down. The great beast shrieked once again, began to duck and weave; my hair whipped at my face, my eyes burning, dry from the wind. I was fortunate that whilst there was no fur on the creature's colossal dong, there were tiny boned ridges, and my fingers settled into them, gripped them tight. I could feel it pulse; not just in my hands, but all across my body as I lay flush, panting hard, growing tired. The flight path was easing again, and I realised in a flash that it wanted this.
It wanted me, just not in quite the same way I wanted it.
My sword drawn, I was inching my way backwards, thighs squeezing to keep me safe as I slipped my hand to the next ridge, dragging myself down little by little. Almost there now... and then there was nothing between my legs, and the bright light pulsed against my stomach. I could smell it, could smell the sickly-sweetness of the slime it slicked across my clothing, strong and putrid enough to taste. Holding tight with my other hand, I raised my sword.
And then came that familiar, strange voice, gravelly and deep and lumbering like a landslide, creaking like old trees. It sounded as ancient as it did powerful, as frightening as the colossi themselves and shaking me down to my very core.
I bit down hard on my tongue and listened.
This is a battle not to be fought with swords, it murmured at length, and a cold chill crept like sweat across my neck. To defeat it, you must love it.
... Love it? "Love it or lull it?!" I yelled into the frozen wind, my hair damp with the icy condensation in the air. My lips felt frozen, numb, and it was hard to speak.
I swore that the terrible voice laughed.
Is there a difference?
And then I was alone once more, with nothing but the Colossus and its incredible boney girth to keep me company. Sucking in a cold breath, I slowly sheathed my sword.
The blue light remained, and my heart hammered in my chest.
... Yes. I was to touch it, then. And though I could only grimace at the thought, though I all but retched as I firmly lodged my hands in the ridges and dropped to lay my head before it, I didn't stop, didn't hesitate. Mono, I would do it all for her, would undertake any humiliation, would accept any task. I hadn't come this far to surrender out of shame!
With the creature's beating wings slowly becoming my world, I closed my eyes and leaned forward.
The beast screamed, but did not sway.
T.B.C.
P.S. PLEASE SEND iPODS.