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Kinktober 2023 Prompt 6: Tentacles / Overstimulation
Title: Black semen
Luffy no longer knew how he had ended up in this strange place. He sat up unsteadily as he regained consciousness. He rubbed his bleary eyes and shook the water out of his hair as he shivered and pulled his legs up to his body and looked around. His red shirt and jeans were dripping with water and he hurriedly felt around for the straw hat on the back of his neck, which was thankfully still there - and just as soaked as the rest of him. It echoed around him and he heard water dripping. Above him was a curved ceiling of solid-looking stone, and the rock he was sitting on was as wet as he was. At one edge the rock merged into the ceiling, otherwise he could see that the ledge extended into the water and sank into it. Everything here was wet around him. So were his clothes, his shoes, and his body, and the weakness creeping along his limbs proved to him that it was definitely seawater. He felt as if he were far below the surface of the water. The air smelled old and used and was far too humid. There were shimmering green stones all over the rock. The light was dim, but bright enough that he could look around and make something out. But the weakness sat surprisingly deep in his bones, even considering that he was wet. He wouldn't be surprised if the stone beneath him was from Kairoseki. But how had he gotten here? And where were the others? Had the Sunny capsized? That was completely out of the question. He rummaged feverishly in his head for an explanation.
But it was only when he heard a loud splash behind him that he remembered something.
He had been dozing on the head of the Sunny, he remembered. The sun had shone down on him so wonderfully warmly and so he had closed his eyes and leaned just a little bit to the side - had he really gone off the ship?
The sound repeated itself and finally he reacted. Luffy jumped to his feet, spun around in the motion - and froze!
He had seen fish people before. He'd seen mermaids, and he'd seen ones that had driven Sanji to the brink of insanity. And he had met the unpleasant kind of fish people, but... He had never encountered a creature like this.
He clearly saw a fish-man. Or... an octopus-man...?
Golden eyes twinkled at him through the dim light, scrutinizing him intently. Black hair dripped with water, and countless drops of water slid over the creature's tanned skin. Black tattoos adorned his chest, upper arms, forearms, backs of his hands, and even his fingers. Luffy swallowed as his gaze slid over the defined muscles and traveled lower.
From the waist up... the creature was no longer human. The body transitioned smoothly into yellow-green skin, eight long and strong arms, and countless suction cups on the underside of the arms... (or legs?). The suckers were probably white, but in the green light in here, they all shimmered and it was as if they were glowing. He held himself upright on his arms - legs! - propped upright and crossed his human arms in front of his chest. There was something lurking, wary, in his eyes. Luffy felt as if the creature were leaning slightly away from him, but he couldn't see any real movement, so the thought remained a vague hunch in his mind.
The green light shimmered and refracted on the mixed creature's wet skin, conjuring iridescent shadows, and Luffy's gaze kept darting over the figure, trying to take in every detail, but most of the shadows were too quick, too vague, for him to really make them out. Something rumbled in his gut, and he bit his lip just barely.
It was exceedingly rude to just stare at strangers!
"Hello," he forced himself to grin with surprising uncertainty.
But he didn't know whether the other would attack him or not. And the way it felt, he wouldn't be able to use his devil powers here. And with the seawater the creature had just emerged from, his situation was anything but promising.
Now the creature was obviously leaning in his direction, it put its head a little to the side and moved fluidly, like a snake a little towards him, just far enough for him to recognize it. Not far enough that they could touch each other.
As the creature moved toward him a bit more, Luffy instinctively backed away. A smacking sound, caused by his wet shoes, softly reached his ears as he took a half step back. The movement was minimal, barely noticeable, but enough that the other must have seen it. For he stopped immediately, abandoning the cramped posture of his arms and reaching his right hand in his direction as if to stop him, but then jerked back.
Luffy paused in his position, biting his lower lip and saving himself into a small smile.
He had never felt so nervous and weak as he did right now. If only he were dry! Or if the other would say something... why didn't he speak? Shirahoshi, Jinbei, Arlong, and the other fish people could all speak too!
"Can't... you speak?" he asked with a tiny hesitation in his voice, wincing under the echoes of his own words echoing off the walls.
The octopus continued to move cautiously around him, Luffy felt as if he was approaching very slowly and forced himself to stay in place. If only because the rock behind him barely went another meter before diving into the water, and if the rubber man didn't want to bathe again, he did well to stay away from the seawater. The fish man's expression changed. The wariness in it seemed to diminish somewhat, if Luffy could say that for sure in the little light. He thought he could see curiosity flashing in it. Obviously the creature wasn't doing anything to him, and if he was honest, he was curious himself. The uncertainty melted with every moment they continued to look at each other, cautiously approaching but not touching. Apparently there was no danger from the stranger.
Luffy gave himself a jolt. If he hadn't attacked him until now, he certainly wouldn't do it again.
So he nodded to himself and took heart. He took a step toward the stranger, reaching out to him - and he backed away so fast that Luffy's sharp eyes could barely follow the movement! As he blinked, there was a loud splash and the creature had disappeared into the water.
"Shit!" he cursed softly, moving much more slowly toward the spot where the stranger had disappeared. The surface of the water was still choppy, and he carefully braved over and bent over a bit to be able to look down. However, the water below the cliff edge was so black that he could see absolutely nothing in it. His face contorted and he sighed. It hadn't been intentional.
"Sorry," he muttered, though he realized he certainly couldn't hear him, "I didn't mean to startle you..."
He stared blearily into the darkness below him for another moment, when a soft clack and the sound of water hitting rocks made him look up. He turned his head over his right shoulder and his eyes grew wide as he spotted the octopus behind him! He must have swum in the water to the other side and come out the other side!
Luffy's expression brightened. Then he hadn't chased him away completely after all!
A smile played around his lips as he sighed in relief.
"Now I thought I'd scared you off," he scratched the back of his head and extended his free hand toward the fish creature, "My name is Luffy. Nice to meet you."
And now he stopped just the same, continuing to hold his hand out to him until, after a few seconds of dead silence, the fish-man moved toward him. Carefully, he sought his gaze, still moving slowly and attentively in front of Luffy. When Luffy's hand and him were still separated by an arm's length, he stopped and lifted his head, stretching it forward and looking down at his own hand briefly until he hesitantly held it out to Luffy, but did not touch his fingers. He held his hand a few inches in front of Luffy's and mimicked his stance, but made no move to shake his hand or reach for his. So Luffy spontaneously took over himself! With a small movement, he closed his fingers around the surprisingly cold ones of the fish-man and shook his hand. For at least two seconds, before the stranger panicked and withdrew his hand and placed it against his chest, clasping it with his second hand as if he had to protect it from Luffy.
"Hey, I was just shaking your hand!", Luffy hastily declared, but didn't dare to take a step towards the fish-man. After all, he didn't want him to disappear back into the water.
He was still looking at him, uncertainty was in his golden eyes, he looked down again at his hand that had touched Luffy, then back at him. And very slowly, he nodded.
Luffy's gaze brightened. He tried a small smile and cocked his head a little to one side. With an encouraging smile, he held out his hand again, trying to be patient, to accommodate the silent fish-man.
Maybe that's why he lived completely alone down here and couldn't speak. And maybe that's why he didn't know about human interaction.
Something about Luffy's smile must have encouraged him, because just as he was about to become impatient, movement came again to the other young man, and Luffy could watch as he nodded ever so slightly to himself, and then held out his hand to him again, even moving toward him a bit, and then reaching very carefully for his offered hand.
Luffy watched him as he brushed his fingertips along, as he curiously turned his hand in his own, as if he had never seen any hand but his own. The suspicion that the octopus lived alone grew stronger. It was surprisingly difficult for him not to simply overcome the close distance between them, but to leave it to the other to come closer if he felt like it. Luffy had always been someone who valued physical contact. Hugging someone he liked was perfectly normal for him.
"You've... got it pretty nice here," he began quietly, letting his gaze slide over the stone walls for a moment, trying a small smile, "Do you live all alone?"
But the octopus didn't answer this time either. On the contrary, it ignored his words, instead coming just a little closer to him, its fingers tracing over the back of Luffy's hand across his wrist and forearm. A touch of goose bumps rushed down Luffy's back and he trembled barely visible. Instantly, his gaze darted back to those golden eyes that had just fascinated him so much that he could hardly look away. But they were fixed on his arm, where the stranger touched his skin. Was he aware that he had come much closer? That his tentacles were almost touching Luffy's bare feet?
The rubber boy couldn't really reason it out, but the fact that the fish-man was gradually giving up his safe distance pleased him immensely. Instinctively he kept still, only the small smile that was on his lips did not disappear. The wet fingers tingled on his skin with every touch and although he felt that he was still weak from the sea water that still soaked his clothes, the uncertainty disappeared. Something inside him told him that he need not be afraid of this being, this fish-man.
And his smile grew just a little bit wider.
What Luffy hadn't counted on was the power of the octopus, and its agility, which it demonstrated impressively just a few moments later.
While Luffy breathed a sigh of relief and let his eyes fall shut for a few seconds, the fish-man reacted faster than Luffy would have thought possible.
Within two heartbeats, the fingers were no longer resting carefully on his forearm, but snaked possessively around his neck, and before he could open his eyes again, his legs were pulled out from under him as the tentacles closed around them in a flash and threw him onto his back. Groaning, the air escaped from his lungs as he hit the stony ground hard and a cry of pain left his lips. His head slammed against a ledge and for a few seconds he felt dizzy until he got himself back under control. But by then it was too late.
Strong arms encircled his torso, his back was pressed against the naked chest of the fish-man. His legs were fixed by no less than four of the eight legs, he felt how strong their grip was, how much power was in the so soft looking limbs and he felt as if that was not all the fish-man had to offer in terms of strength.
Shit!
How could he have been so careless!
Cursing himself, he moaned softly in pain as his fingernails scraped across his bare skin. They were surprisingly hard for a creature that spent most of its life underwater!
"Let me go," he demanded softly, his voice not sounding half as confident as he would have liked.
Had that blow to the head just now been harder than he had thought?
Luffy didn't get a chance to think about it. For before he could have fully formulated the question, two more tentacles groped for him, slid over his torso, along his arms - and brushed the shirt off his shoulders as far as his posture would allow!
Surprised, the young man froze in the clutches of the octopus and gasped for a moment. What was happening here!
His head jerked to the side so he could look at him and as their eyes met, something gleamed in the golden eyes that he knew.
There was desire. Greed. Excitement. Superiority. In a provocatively slow motion, the fish-man licked his lips and the sight sent a hot shiver rushing over Luffy's body.
Staring at him with eyes widened in horror, he swallowed hard without realizing it, and as the gesture repeated itself, his gaze focused on that tongue groping across those forbiddingly handsome lips in a motion far too soft and smooth!
Luffy's heartbeat quickened instantly. Adrenaline rushed through his veins and the octopus pressed him a little tighter against his own chest.
He wanted to fight back. He really wanted to. And he should.
But when he met the gaze of those golden eyes again, when he saw the sparkle in them, all he heard was his own heartbeat echoing through his body far too loudly and too quickly, and unconsciously he licked his lips.
As if that was a silent signal, the pressure on his legs intensified, the tentacles no longer wrapped around both of them, but crawled between them and opened them, sliding over the bare skin wherever Luffy's clothes didn't cover them - and the fish-man leaned towards him, pausing for another tiny moment before kissing him stormily!
Luffy's perception blurred as the other's long tongue slipped into his mouth, opening his lips and exploring his mouth. He pressed against Luffy's tongue, his fingers stroking his chest as he did so, tugging at his shirt and pushing it aside so he could get at him better. At first, Luffy really wanted to push against him, to rebel, to bite his tongue - but he couldn't. He melted into the touch, into this burning hot kiss, a sigh escaped him, he felt his knees soften the longer they kissed!
Perhaps something deep inside him was grateful that the strong tentacles of the octopus were holding him, because otherwise he would surely have fallen to the ground already. He gasped for air and as the fingernails now scraped over his hard nipples, he moaned indignantly into the kiss. Heat rushed through his body, paralyzing his thoughts, bringing the world to a halt as he pushed himself against the wet and cold chest at his back, as that wonderful, promising tingle arose in his belly that he knew so well when he touched himself. And he could clearly feel the heat moving to his center and him getting hard! Moaning softly, he squirmed in the grip of the strong tentacles, trying to twist his hips to rub against something as he swallowed the dominant tongue a bit. His eyes had long since fallen shut, but again and again he tried to open them to look at the stranger. Little unsuccessfully, as he had to admit to himself. Too dominant was the hot blazing lust in him and the feeling he triggered in him.
Luffy knew lust. He wasn't as innocent as many might assume, not least his crew. But this... this was different. It was incredibly hot, unexpected, new, exciting. And he wanted more of it. He hadn't slept with a fish person before. Who would have expected that today's unfortunate fall would allow him to do just that?
Lust flickered through his veins and he moaned louder, now trying in turn to move the hands that the octopus continued to hold so that he could touch him as well. But the octopus did not allow his movements. On the contrary, it held him tightly, its tentacles slid over Luffy's body and before he realized that the skin contact between them was weakening, the dexterous limbs were already pushing the shirt all the way off his shoulders and back - and tearing it as he tried to brush the sleeves off his arms.
He barely noticed the sound of the tearing fabric.
A human hand detached itself from his chest and clawed its way down over his stomach until it reached the waistband of his pants. Unexpectedly deft, the fingers undid the button and before Luffy could have gasped again, his clothes were gone for good and he hung naked in the legs... arms of the octopus.
And once again it was the skillful tentacles that pushed his body into place, twisting and bending it until it lay the way the fish-man obviously wanted it: They could look at each other and four strong and amazingly long tentacles bound Luffy by his arms and legs, arms pulled behind his back, legs spread, his middle stretched stiffly into the wet air and when the two hands slid over his naked body, touching his nipples and the stranger licked his lips again, Luffy did not hold back his moans. He jerked toward him lustfully, breathing frantically, shallower than usual, seeking the gaze of golden eyes.
"Is this what you want?" he asked, taking a deeper breath, licking the saliva from his lips.
Greed burned even brighter in the golden eyes, a sparkle was in them and a slow nod rushed down Luffy's spine as another shiver. Without being able to stop it, he jerked towards it, his fingers clenched into fists and he pushed himself towards the fingers wherever they touched him. The tentacles opened his legs a little more and the grip around his thighs tightened. Two more tentacles twitched over his skin, the fingers disappeared and instead he felt the suction cups on him, smacking, moving over him, reaching his nipples and sucking on them. At the same time, the fingers gripped his stiff cock and his moans echoed off the wet walls as his head fell forward slightly. With his mouth open, he gasped for air, his tongue hanging out as the grip tightened and the fingers squeezed his cock until a cry of pain escaped him.
"Fuck!" he moaned, his whole body shaking.
When he managed to raise his head again, he saw the wide, dirty grin on the fish-man's lips, and he couldn't stop a new moan from escaping him as he did so. Why was the sight of this guy turning him on so incredibly?
The question burned in his mind until something else pushed itself so presently into his consciousness that he immediately forgot any other thought. The tip of a tentacle encircling his legs pushed between his buttocks and tickled his entrance provocatively. Luffy moaned again and even louder than before. As if it were too loud for the fish-man, another tentacle closed his mouth, the suckers settled on his lips and so-called on them, pressing down on him, and the smell and its taste of seawater, octopus, fish, flooded Luffy's lungs. He felt dizzy as he suddenly could only breathe through his nose, but as the naughty tentacle slowly pushed into him, rubbing gently against his ring of muscles and seemingly caressing him in the process, his eyelids fluttered and fell shut powerlessly. After a few, careful and very small thrusts that barely broke through his ring of muscles, the tentacle became more demanding. It was wet, spreading the liquid over Luffy's skin, and contrary to his instinctive fear that it was seawater, his rubber body was still yielding, at least in large part, as he was used to, so that although he felt the pressure, it was not real pain that ran through him as the tip now jerked and penetrated him much deeper. His eyes flew open as he felt the presence inside him as it penetrated deeper and grew larger with every inch! It widened around him, he felt his skin give way as it filled him and rubbed inside him, as the suction cups sucked and released inside him, irritating his nerve endings, and he pushed against the sensation, squirming under it, almost unable to move and overwhelmed, gasping for air as much as he somehow could.
Tears burned in his big eyes, overflowing, and when the tentacle inside him reached that one, hotly glowing point, fingers massaged his twitching cock, squeezing harder until Luffy screamed with pleasure and gushed. But this obviously did not impress the octopus at all. For he ignored Luffy's twitching, his gasping for air, his tear-stained face as he managed to look at him again. No, he only became more demanding! The tentacles moved over his body, sucking at his skin, snapping back with smacking sounds, leaving bright red marks that looked rather black in the green light of the stones. Lust continued to blaze through Luffy's body, his middle not swelling a bit, rather he felt as if he was getting even harder - and then a second tentacle pushed into him!
Again he cried out in pleasure, his eyes twisted backwards, the fingers at his center disappeared, and yet he had no trouble at all coming right back again as now two twitching tentacles pushing into him hit his pleasure spot.
Gasping into the tentacle, he tried to get himself back under control as the rushing aftershocks of the second orgasm burned through his body. He felt dizzy, like he was going to fall, and he whimpered, overwhelmed, hanging languidly in the legs of the octopus. And slowly the tentacle detached itself from his mouth, allowing him to force more air into his lungs, to moan the pleasure out of his body. While the thrusts into him paused, at least for a brief moment, and the blazing fire in his belly seemed to diminish a bit, at least for that moment, a hand tenderly clasped his left jaw, lifting his leaden head, swept empty of lust. A tiny smile played around his parted lips as he saw the golden eyes before him again, something inside him twitching and tickling over his pleasure spot and he moaned against it as the greedy lips from before reunited with his and he tried to push himself towards the demanding tongue. The second hand stroked through his hair far too tenderly, nuzzling the back of his neck as if it belonged to another being, while the tentacles thrust into him again, hard and deep, pushing his legs even further apart as if they wanted to penetrate him that much deeper. Luffy's body gave way under the enormous size, conforming, and the smacking sound each thrust made filled the cavern, mingling with his hoarse moans.
He already thought it couldn't get any hotter. He really thought he had reached the limits of the pleasure he could feel. Everything was way too good, way too hot and he would never get enough of it - that's when the fish man managed to catapult him into even higher spheres of ecstasy!
Suckers pressed themselves on his nipples and where they felt only wet and unfamiliar in the first moment, in the next they started to latch on, to suck on him and besides the heat that burned in Luffy, that burned in his cock, now a new source of fire blazed in his chest! They so called on him as if their survival depended on it and in his empty head formed the image that he could probably give milk if they continued like this! Groaning, he threw his head back, breaking off the hot kiss in the process, jerking his pelvis towards the tentacles again, his cock searching in vain for new friction as more drops of pleasure ran down his length.
Sweat covered his body, he whimpered, moaned, barely managed to open his eyes or breathe normally. He didn't remember when he had ever felt so much pleasure at once and everything inside him was screaming for more! The tentacles inside him pushed in deeper, retreating until there was a burning emptiness inside him and he half sobbed, desperate to push himself further towards them so that they would fill him again! And the octopus knew far too well how long he could make him wait, how long he could stand it before his nerves snapped and he rammed himself into him with a new, hard, and this time three tentacled thrust.
Luffy screamed, screaming his pleasure out as the third climax rushed over him and he slumped, twitching, whimpering, trembling in the tentacles' grip. But again, the octopus didn't even seem to think about letting him catch his breath. On the contrary, he just tugged at him, angling his legs, bending Luffy's torso forward, and thrusting hard and deep inside him, teasing him, pausing barely long enough for him to open his eyes and watch them wet and grinding into him. Luffy groaned at the mere sight of it. His middle was twitching, his cock was still rock hard, but his heart was beating so fast and hard he thought it would break at any moment. His chest might burst at any moment, so hard did the organ in his chest throb.
And then the three tentacles disappeared from him.
They retreated, tickling over his entrance again as if to say goodbye with a little kiss, leaving him empty, drained, completely overwhelmed. Panting, he stared into the place where until a few seconds ago the twitching yellow tentacles had disappeared inside him and now there were only his twitching legs, watching clear liquid flow down his thighs, leaving goosebumps. Struggling for breath, panting and barely in control of his actions, he tried to lift his head and sought the fish-man's gaze. Everything blurred before his eyes, his head seemed to weigh a ton, his muscles wouldn't obey him properly. Still his cheeks were tear-stained, still the tentacles sucked at his nipples, which by now were burning under the treatment. And the emptiness was burning inside Luffy! With each new breath he forced into his lungs, he felt it more clearly. And even though he was completely overwhelmed by his own lust, it wasn't enough! He needed him! He needed that tentacle, one, two, all of them - it didn't matter at all! - But he needed him deep inside him again! And he needed it now.
Saliva ran down his lips as he finally managed to look the octopus in the face again and return its gaze. And now there was more than just desire burning in his eyes. Luffy could see it, even though his gaze was veiled with lust, even though his head had long since stopped working. But he could see how much the octopus was enjoying it!
"Mo," he put in, panting, wringing a smile from himself, "More... Again!" he whimpered, and his head slumped down again, moaning loudly and indignantly one more time, his chest jerking toward the tentacles, his pelvis seeking contact.
And this time a tentacle slid under his chin, lifting his head until their eyes crossed again. The fish-man looked at him, the blaze in his eyes had grown even larger as he licked his lips - and said something for the first time! "That's what you want?"
His voice reverberated in Luffy, deep, velvety, lustful. Each word rushed through his veins as a wave of heat, he groaned at the sound. Whatever the reason the creature was only speaking now, the voice struck Luffy so deeply in his lust that he almost poured out again - if he was even still able to. So he only moaned indignantly, biting his lower lip so hard he felt it burst open, and shuddered under the echo that pulsed through his veins.
Nodding, shaking his head, then nodding again, he gasped for air, his pelvis twitching again and again. If only he could finally... If only he could....
And as if he had read this wish in his face, as if he had only been waiting for Luffy's renewed moan, a tentacle stroked his ring of muscles gossamer softly at that moment. Relief flooded his strained nerves as he felt it, as the tingling sensation coursed through his muscles and he pushed himself toward the groping tip, jerking away from under it to seek contact anew. She played at his entrance for a moment longer, one of the suction cups at the tip sucking in briefly to release from him with a loud smacking sound, and his hole tingled quite excitedly under the new sensation. Luffy gasped, the smile on his lips widening as the tip finally pushed into him again, taking away that feeling of emptiness and twitching inside him, rubbing against his walls and wetting him with fluid, pushing deep inside him. He was already about to sigh happily as the burning tension in his muscles eased a little when the tentacle withdrew briefly and then thrust hard and unerringly into him again, hitting his pleasure spot, turning his soft sigh into a deep, loud moan.
While one tip was still pressing on his prostate, the second pushed into him again, opening him wider, his eyes twisted into his head one more time and the hot burning lust was back, making his stiff middle tremble and this time no fingers wrapped around his cock - this time a tentacle wrapped around his bulging middle and the touch chased Luffy over the cliff one more time. This time, though, the orgasm rushed through his bloodstreams, burning in every cell, exploding sheerly inside him as he came dry and no new outpouring poured over his hot center. The suction cups on his nipples eased off him, sliding down to his cock and the tip played around his glans, seemingly licking over the slit from which no more semen wanted to come and groping its way in a hot blazing, lustfully painful movement a tiny bit inside him!
At the same time, the two tentacles inside him struck his prostate again, irritated him, made him see stars and swept the pain out of his head, leaving nothing but hot, white lust and although he could barely breathe, he felt this unbridled heat inside him, this explosion of lust rushing over him one more time, taking him with it. It took his breath away, stars shot up before his eyes that were twisted into his head, his body spasmed with pleasure, with tension, with this new orgasm that he could no longer process and yet it burned so hot inside him that he no longer felt anything inside him except lustful whimpers and endless satisfaction.
When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was his red-hot, wet cock. It was encased in one of the tentacles and a much smaller, thinner tentacle was just slowly pushing into its wet, glistening tip, marked with white trails. The mere sight of it made his heart race, blood pulsed in his veins, and when he was able to consciously perceive it again, he felt that the rest of his body was still in the tentacles' clutches as well. His arms were held up behind his back, stretched out, and another tentacle wrapped around his middle, his legs were bent and around his thighs and calves the tentacles closed, so-called suction cups attached themselves to him. Deep inside him he felt how still - or already again? - two of the twitching tips were moving, rubbing against each other and against him, playing around and stretching him, and when his gaze now fell on his belly, he could even see how much the octopus' limbs filled him.
He no longer had a voice to moan at the sight, he no longer had the strength to move towards him. He didn't even manage to raise his head anymore when that wonderful, velvety deep voice sounded again.
Luffy had thought he had imagined it in his lust, but hearing it again now, he realized it could not have been imagination.
"That's exactly how I wanted you to be. Now I can finally..."
His head fogged, Luffy could no longer make sense of the words. But the sound passed through his body as a hot shiver, and he managed a new, hoarse groan as the two tentacles withdrew from him. And something else appeared before his eyes. There was another arm, a tentacle that he had not yet realized. It was thicker than the others he had felt inside him so far - and pitch black. His cock tingled with the feeling of the thin tentacle moving inside him, and Luffy convulsed involuntarily, gasping for air, trying not to take his eyes off the black tentacle that pushed in front of his face and whose tip brushed gauzily across his lips. And then snaked down over his body, along his chest, over the other tentacles and briefly tested his belly button, sliding lower and past his tingling cock. The slender tentacle trembled inside him as the black one touched him, and Luffy whimpered, moaned, shivered as the sensation rushed along his nerves. And then the black tentacle was at his butt. Provocatively slow and gossamer, it stroked the dilated ring of muscle, sipped briefly at his entrance, and pulled back again, rubbing against the plump cheeks of his butt.
Luffy sensed that this tentacle was different. Not just because it was a different color. Not just because it was thicker. He didn't have suction cups, either. And now, as it pushed into Luffy surprisingly slowly and carefully, he realized something else - it was rough! Its surface was not as smooth and supple as the others'. On the contrary, he was literally rubbing inside of him! He felt every little movement and each one of them went through his body, driving through his nerves and into his cock, which was still filled and tingling hotly. Luffy felt himself, as if he would burst at any moment.
His muscles were tense to the breaking point, although he seemed to have no control over them anymore, he could hardly manage a moan, hardly a thought he could grasp. His whole being was filled and consisted only of pleasure, of heat, of the friction inside him, of the feeling of being completely filled, and as the black tentacle began to move inside him, pushing into him, withdrawing and penetrating again, his last vestige of reality blurred.
Too much, it was all too much and he degenerated into a whimpering shadow of himself, a small remnant of pure lust that only craved to be held by these tentacles, to be filled by this heat and to be teased and touched here until he would eventually just stop breathing. This just had to be paradise.
Luffy felt every single hard, soft, hot, fast, slow and deep thrust. He gasped for air, no longer consciously but just reflexively, and the heat inside him burned hotter with each thrust, blazing higher until he knew that if he couldn't come, he would just have to die right then and there. Whimpering, shaking his head and desperately searching for his voice, he shook harder, panting again and again until the black tentacle hit his prostate, finally making him scream again. And at that moment the thin tentacle pulled out of his tail with a jerk and Luffy almost burned up in the wave of heat that overtook him. His world went white and he didn't realize the next jolts. He only became aware of them when, in addition to the heat that had overtaken himself, a hot shiver swept his body and the tentacle suddenly moved less, more gently. And somewhere at the edge of his consciousness, he knew that the fish-man inside him must have come....
Powerless, Luffy opened his eyes. He didn't know where he was, or how he had gotten there, as he blinked and tried to look around. Rays of sunlight touched his bare skin, warming it, and he moaned softly as he tried to move, stopping the attempt to take a deeper breath. Chaos reigned in his mind. Images rushed by in front of his inner eye, so fantastic, as they could have been a dream. But too good, far too realistic, for him to have thought them up.
And when he managed to sit up and look down at himself, he knew it certainly hadn't been a dream. Because quite apart from the fact that he was sitting here naked on this deserted beach, he could quite clearly see dark blue discolored semen running from him and soaking the sand beneath him.
"I'm glad you woke up."
Startled, Luffy flinched, his head snapped around, and he realized to his right that he was anything but alone.
Next to him sat a man. He had black hair, tanned skin, golden eyes, and large, prominent tattoos on his bare torso. Luffy swallowed. This was clearly the octopus. Only now... the tentacles were gone and instead he saw two long legs tucked into short, sunny yellow swimming shorts.
The sound of the voice flowed down his spine as a warm shiver and Luffy bit his lower lip, unable to get a word out.
Had it been just a dream after all?
His look must have spoken volumes, because the stranger looked at him briefly and then twisted his lips into the most beautiful smile Luffy had ever seen.
"Don't worry. I'm not a dream, and I'm not a monster. My name is Law. And I'm glad to have finally found you. Thanks to you, I finally have my human form back, Luffy. I thank you for that. And I hope it gave you as much pleasure to redeem me as it did me."
And with those words, he leaned toward him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before rising with a soft groan and leaving.
Speechless, Luffy stared after him until he melted into the shadows of the cliffs and was no longer visible.
Maybe it had been just a dream after all....