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It was a sad sight, seeing such a young boy so miserable. Not that he looked miserable from the outside, but it was what was inside that really counted, and he was properly rotten. His soul begged for something more, his heart sat lonely in his chest, his body reached out for touch even as he sat on his bed, drifting in and out of sleep. It could see what he needed, even if he didn't know he needed it, and it was a more pitiful sight than it had any right to be.
Yo Shindo needed saving, and it was perhaps the only one capable of doing so, even if it was unorthodox.
It cradled him up in invisible feathers of air, making his eyes flutter as he began to float. He looked startled as the world around him swirled in a mysterious breeze, all floating up into the rift that had opened up above his head, dark and swirling. Even if it was a mercy, Yo looked afraid as he was carried through, fighting for gravity or something to hold onto. There was no stopping fate though, not as everything drifting up, around, a perfect dance, the cold dark swallowing him up…
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Yo sat up, his heart thudding as if waking up from a nightmare. He was pretty sure that's what it had been, but his surroundings being entirely foreign only had his panic spreading through his body, his blood running cold. His bed had been taken with him, as had some of his belongings, scattered on the damp stone floor, but it was clear this was nowhere on Earth. The sky looked like the cosmos had been spread out above him, bright, shining stars lighting up the night as if it were daytime, complimenting the electric blue of the river flowing past. There were plants all around, some he recognized and several he didn't. Lily pads, mushrooms, reeds, and glowing flowers that twitched as if they were listening in on his shaky breaths.
Hesitantly, Yo stepped out of bed. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten here, if this even was real and not some vivid dream, but he'd rather be sure nothing around would give him any trouble. That no one was watching, despite the feeling of eyes crawling on his back. Though the place looked cold, glowing blues and whites illuminating the dark, the stone beneath his feet was warm. The air was humid, making his shirt cling to him tightly, and he could hear little bugs singing to each other. He had to admit, it was pretty, even if the newness of it all was a little frightening.
He didn't get as far as he might have expected. A few feet of walking, and he'd already come to a ledge, dropping sharply down. The river poured over the side too, though there was no sign of foam from the splashing, no mist indicating a bottom. Yo peered over the side, curious, only to feel his stomach drop all over again. As far as he could see, in any direction, the world just seemed to end. There was nothing below but blackness, a pit so bottomless he couldn't make anything out even with the luminous water cascading down. Worse, the small grip he'd found to lean over the side wasn't just a jutting chunk of rock. Despite it being just a few inches to hold onto, it seemed that's all there was. The stone didn't slope down the side, a rough cliff holding up the ground he'd been standing on, it just stopped. Completely smooth.
He thought about scrambling backwards. He knew how gravity worked, and he wasn't going to pretend he was light enough to not break a few inches of rock if it was flimsy enough, but would that even matter? It looked more like a plate than a formation of land under there, and even if Yo had never been someone who believed the Earth was flat, this wasn't Earth, was it?
Still, he couldn't help being a little trembly as he stood back up, retreating back to his bed quicker than he'd come over. He'd been freaked out before, but now the uncertainty of gravity lingered in his mind, making all of his steps feel more threatening than they should be.
"It's okay," he mumbled to himself, crawling back onto his mattress and deciding not to care about whatever his feet might have gotten into. He could wash his sheets when he got home. "Obviously this is just some weird kind of stress dream. I'll wake up, and this'll at least be fun to tell the girls at school." That wasn't very reassuring, especially when there was no one around to help enforce his mindset, but attention was attention. As long as he woke up, he didn't care who got to hear the story.
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A day was one thing. A few days might have still been a dream, if anything had been going on. But after long enough of sitting in his bed, willing himself to hear the beep of his alarm and clamber out of bed to go to school for the day, it was beginning to sink in. Somehow, impossibly, Yo had been taken to another world.
If he were younger, he might have blamed his quirk. But he was sixteen by now, and he wasn't stupid enough to pretend it was something special enough that it could somehow evolve into dimension hopping, or whatever this was. Vibrate could only do so much, and he was honestly a little afraid to test it out on a sliver of earth as thin as this one. Someone else's quirk might have made sense, but he'd lived alone all his life. It wasn't uncommon, a lot of parents didn't want boys, and he'd never let himself be bothered by it. He enjoyed his alone time. Still, unless there had been a villain attack he'd slept through or something, all logical explanations had been ruled out.
He decided after two days that sitting around being useless wasn't going to get him anywhere. He had a feel for the strange floating island by now, enough that he was a little more sure in his steps. The ground hadn't crumbled, he hadn't heard any cracking beneath him even as close to the edge as his bed had landed, and there had been no signs of any kind of life besides small bugs that flitted along the river. The place did have a day, even more sweltering than the night, though the void and the stars still shone through even when the sky was lit up. Yo had decided, whether it made sense or not, that it was easiest to think of this as a disk floating through space. Any more thought than that hurt his head, and it didn't get him anywhere anyway.
He had nothing but his bed, some of his clothes, and an All Might poster. He was grateful the vest from his hero costume had come along with him, because the heat was truly oppressive, and none of his other shirts gave him quite so much air. The lack of food was getting to him, and he hadn't dared drink the water, not trusting that it wouldn't do something horrible to his stomach. But he was beginning to run out of options, considering he clearly wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
Yo kept to the edge of the island, figuring it would have to lead him somewhere, or at least take him back to his bed if his journey went on too long. It was still unnerving, walking on such a thin crust, but he kept his hands free to grab at the ledge if necessary. He was determined to get out, even if that meant swimming through the strange water, or walking on a narrow bridge, or talking to whoever else might be here with him, out of sight. Far too soon though, he realized the island sat on a curve, one that was far too sharp to not be sending him in a circle. With the sun lighting the place up a little better than the night could, he could even see where he's started, nearly directly across from him. It wasn't a good sign, but what could he do but continue?
On and on he went, his path revealing nothing but more water, plants, and stone. Hopelessness had already begun to creep up on him by the time he spotted anything, the vague silhouette of a series of buildings on the horizon. Even if it was hot, even if he felt like he'd sweat his brain out of his skull, even if he was completely barefoot, Yo ran.
People. People! He'd never really been drawn to those around him for anything more than his own narcissistic tendencies, but it was different after being completely alone for so long somewhere so alien. He could imagine it already, the familiar feeling of women giggling upon seeing him, eager to please him in whatever way they could. He could taste the food, feel the ice cold water running down his throat, his stomach finally being satisfied of its discontented grumbling.
But no one peered their head out as he approached. No one responded to his shouting. No one opened up as he knocked on their doors. The whole place was dark, rotten, dusty, and he couldn't lie to himself. He was alone, even now.
The place creeped him out, now that he was up close. Maybe it was just weird being somewhere that should be full of people but wasn't, but whatever the cause he really would rather not be here at all. Still, it was the first sign of life he'd seen, and he couldn't make himself abandon it. He climbed through the window of one of the houses, hoping to find something he could use. It was at least filled with belongings, even if they'd been left behind, and he hesitantly grabbed a pair of worn shoes for himself. As excited as he was to have his feet covered, nothing compared with the relief that washed over him when he checked the kitchen.
Inexplicably, the table was loaded with all sorts of food. Rice, udon, takoyaki, vegetables, miso, fried chicken. He felt almost possessed as he leaned over the table, stuffing handfuls of the stuff into his mouth. There were drinks too, enough to put his throat at ease even with how parched he was. Distantly, he remembered a movie he'd watched were something like this had ended with the gluttonous people turned into pigs, but he'd welcome such a fate if it meant he wouldn't be so damn hungry.
His needs met, Yo was glad to be out of the village. He'd probably have to come back to eat again, but that could wait until tomorrow. Even after spending an hour or so there, the prickling feeling up his spine hadn't gone away.
He took a straighter path on the walk back, knowing it would just take longer to go back the way he came. Cutting across showed him new things anyway, taller grass and a great, big lake pooled in front of a cave. If he didn't have his reservations, he might have ducked inside if only for the shade, but the feeling of being watched here only grew stronger the closer he got. It seemed a little silly, especially after now three days without a soul in sight, but Yo didn't want to risk anything he didn't have to here.
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It had been nearly a week now, and Yo had lost any hope of escape. He'd gone around the island several times now, but there was nothing to find but more little waterfalls cascading into nothingness. The village, oddly enough, had its food completely replenished as soon as the sun peeked over the horizon, which was at least some security even if it creeped him out. But it was clear by now that no one was coming, and he had no chance of exiting himself.
The cave was his only chance. It was a pain to drag his things with him, but he didn't want to sleep on the rock directly. Even in the heat, the work wasn't horrible. He was strong, and there was nothing better to do but drag along his bed frame, all his belongings piled atop his blankets. He still hadn't gone inside, but he was fairly sure that if anyone or anything threatening was here, it would have made itself known by now.
In a way, it was kind of exciting. He wasn't made for the world he grew up in. Even if he couldn't place exactly what it was, it was clear there was something wrong with him. He didn't have anyone he would miss, even if they might miss him. He'd never had a girlfriend, or parents, or really any friends at all. Not the way he thought of them, anyway. He was well liked, he knew that, but they all seemed to like some false version of him, the face he had to wear to even pretend he was someone like them. He didn't know what he was without it, but maybe this was the perfect chance to learn.
The cave was cooler already, even before he was in it. The pool of water he'd called a lake, or more likely an ocean with an island this small, wasn't very deep given the gaping space beneath them. Still, it was enough that a light mist had risen up around the entrance, the water cool on his feet by some strange miracle. It didn't burn, didn't smell like anything but water, and he splashed a little on his face before continuing.
It was darker in here than it was outside, even now that it was night. That was a relief in itself, a promise of a more restful sleep for his unadjusted eyes. But even if he was glad for the dark, he had no real sense of how big the place was, only what the glowing mushrooms could show him. As he dragged in his bed, scraping loudly against the stone, Yo glanced around curiously. He could see the whole place from the outside, a great towering rock at the center of the island, but it was interesting inside too. Moss coated the rocks, small puddles had formed in the stone, and some stalactites and stalagmites stood around the walls. One heap of stone almost looked like the head of a horse, looking right at him.
When the horse moved, Yo jumped nearly a foot in the air. "What the fuck?!"
"Whoa, bro, calm down," came a deep voice, and sure enough, the oddly shaped thing came closer.
"Stay back!" Yo yelped, wishing he had something weighty to swing around, or that he wasn't so achingly tired, or that they were somewhere sturdy enough for him to use his quirk.
"I come in peace, dude! Or, well, I guess you do. You're in my house."
Whatever, or whoever, it was, he at least didn't seem to be violent or particularly territorial. Even with Yo as on edge as he was, positioned to fight, his tone sounded friendly. Almost amused, even. He got a little closer to the ring of the cave the mushrooms lit up, stopping a few feet away from him with his hands held up in peace. He was admittedly a little strange looking, some combination of horse, man, and seahorse, brown fur fading into muscular tanned skin, green scales creeping up into his lower abs. Still, in the age of quirks, he had to assume the guy had just been stuck with a particularly unlucky one.
"I'm sorry, sorry, just… Fuck, you scared the shit out of me. You live here?" he asked, standing down a little as the guy smiled at him.
"Yeah, bro. For the last twenty years, anyway. The guys back at Waterfall were really harshing my mellow, so now I'm here. Where did you come from? I've been seeing you around the last little while. You new here?" He bobbed a little closer, seemingly floating on the air.
"Um, yeah. I'm from Japan? I don't know where Waterfall is. Is that—"
Yo cut himself off as the seahorse-man straightened up, his already bulging form becoming even more of a distraction as he flexed his muscular arms, his pecs tight and sinewy. Even in the low light, it was quite a display, one that had Yo's mouth running dry. "Come on then, show me what you got," he said, winking.
Meeting a man was weird enough. Meeting a man with a mutation quirk as complicated as this one was another layer on top of it, but that was nothing compared to this new social situation Yo had never found himself in. Even as his brain short-circuited though, his eyes glued on the swollen chest of this new stranger, he thought of All Might.
He'd seen this before, or something like it. On some show on TV, one of a million All Might found himself on as the number one hero, he'd had some kind of flexing competition with the other men, all muscle and sweat and testosterone. Yo felt a little out of place, a little silly, but he brought his own arms up, echoing the pose of the All Might poster he'd left curled up on his bed.
"Nice!" he laughed, floating up a little as he changed his position, showing off his sturdy form from a new angle. "I won't lose though!"
So he was right. It felt a little sudden, but he couldn't say he wasn't enjoying himself, not when the sight had his heart thudding like a drum. It was strange, being so transfixed on the almost nude figure in front of him. There were plenty of girls that had flirted with him, tried very hard to catch his attention, but he'd never been bothered to really look their way. He knew what was expected of him in life. He was supposed to have sex with as many girls as possible, be a man in a way that anyone before the age of quirks would have been jealous of, but he felt sick at even the thought. It was strange now to be doing what he'd been supposed to all along, feeling hot and bothered by this man's muscles instead of the slim figure of a girl, the curve of a breast, the flick of a long head of hair.
He didn't have time to think on it. He picked a new pose of his own, another of All Might's that had his vest hanging open, showing off his own, admittedly not quite as bulging, chest and abs.
"That's what I'm talking about bro!" the seahorse cheered, curling his tail into his new pose, floating still higher with excitement. "You're really—" A loud thud cut the man off, his eyes rolling back into his head as he floated down to the ground, groaning in pain.
"Oh my god," Yo said quickly, scrambling towards him. Maybe it was stupid to be rushing up to a strange man like this so soon after meeting him, but he was a hero in training, after all. He'd managed to hit his head on the ceiling, and even if he didn't fall very far, he was still unconscious. He couldn't help but worry, in a weird way that he'd never really felt before. He leaned him up against the wall, sitting a few feet away and leaving his bed to deal with later.
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The man woke up soon enough, not seeming any worse for the wear. He laughed before Yo had even noticed his eyes opening, a good spirited sound that made him wonder why he'd been so scared in the first place. "Yo, I think that means you won, dude. I haven't been that fired up in a while!"
"Is your head okay?" Yo asked, reaching out despite himself to feel. He had a bump forming already, but he didn't so much as flinch at the pain.
"I'm tough, don't worry, dude. I forget sometimes this place has a ceiling. I only go up when I'm excited, y'know, and you sure did get me excited." He winked again, crossing equally into Yo's personal space as he poked at his abs.
Yo pulled his hand away, a little startled at the sudden touch, though not displeased. He glanced over the man again, the changes from fur to skin to scales even more beautiful up close, a perfect frame for his perfect torso. He made himself look him in the eye though, determined to be polite even with how many questions he had. "So, uh… I never asked your name. Mine's Yo Shindo, but I don't really care if you just use my first name."
"Aaron," the other man said, striking another pose as he sat up from against the wall. He caught Yo's eyes lingering again, his laugh making his pecs bounce as he relaxed. "You like my chest, huh?"
Yo flushed hot, pointedly looking down at the cave floor. "Sorry, just— I'm kinda new to this whole thing. The world and, just, guys. Y'know?"
"You're a human, right?" he asked, slinging an arm over his shoulder. It was heavy, and he could feel his muscles even beneath his skin, pressing against Yo's back firmly. "I heard about 'em from some of the others, but I've never really met one! I didn't think anybody else could show up here, but here you are! You guys are real invasive little critters, huh, bro?"
"Are you— are you not human?" he asked, a little surprised.
"Obviously, bro. You guys are all skin, right? This is all I got." Aaron grabbed one of his hands, pressing it against his abs, as iron-hard as his arms.
"Well, I just kinda figured… nevermind. What are you then?"
"A monster, of course! I'm not in the Underground anymore, like I said, me and the guys in Waterfall didn't really vibe, so now I'm here. The great bird's islands," he said, nodding like that was supposed to mean something.
"The great bird?"
"Yeah, bro. It's in charge of all these little islands, making sure they don't crash into each other. At least, that's what they say, anyway. I guess it decided you should be here, even if you're not a monster. Weird, huh?"
Yo had more questions than that really answered, but it was at least some kind of explanation, no matter how nonsensical. He doubted Aaron could know much more than he did, let alone how to explain it. "Well, how long have you been here? I've been looking for, like, a week, but I can't find any kind of way to get back home."
"Oh, yeah, you're stuck here, dude. I've been here twenty years, haven't aged a day," Aaron said, far too casual.
"What? Twenty years?!" He'd been resigned to staying here anyway, but it was startling having it put into perspective.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it. You only get put in one of these places if you need to be, so it's all smooth sailing, man. We can be buddies. Or more than buddies, if you catch my drift." Aaron snickered, finally swinging his arm off. "But anyway, how about you? What are humans like?"
"Well… You're kind of the only guy I've ever met, where I'm from. It's all girls, or at least mostly. We have these things called quirks, and it fucked up a whole bunch of stuff. No internet, men gotta hook up with as many people as possible, it's a pain. I don't really know what to tell you."
Aaron looked more shocked than Yo thought was warranted. "No dudes? We're all dudes, where I'm from. What a bummer. Well, as long as you're here, I don't mind sharing my cave. Mi casa es su casa and all that. You can tell me all about humans while you stay here."
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Aaron was a strange roommate, even if he was a fun one. Despite them both being men, he spent most of his time flirting with Yo. He'd never considered himself a shy person, certainly not one who would be embarrassed by flirting, but where many girls had failed, somehow Aaron succeeded. Even when he wasn't being flirtatious, he was doing things that felt like flirting anyway. They'd barely been a day into living together before he expressed a curiosity about shirts, trying one on and promptly flexing it off after declaring it uncomfortable. He'd been annoyed, but even missing a piece of his already limited wardrobe, Yo couldn't bring himself to be mad.
He was at that strange intersection again now. Yo had hung up his poster of All Might again, even if cave walls weren't really made for it, telling Aaron he'd always been an idol of his. Somehow, despite them barely spending any time apart over the last three weeks, Aaron drawn over the thing to make the number one hero seem naked. Vulgar almost, each sinew and vein in his chest shown off with expertly painted lines, chest hair decorating his pecs, his cock long and thick as it hung between his legs.
Yo's hand found itself drifting down. Aaron was out in the ocean, getting himself fish for breakfast. He should restrain himself, he knew better than to be groping himself where anyone could see, but he couldn't help it. For the first time in his life, he could feel his dick begin to grow, tingling and hot as it strained in his pants. His eyes couldn't leave the sight. It didn't last long, not even long enough to step out of his pants, before a wet patch formed in the crotch of his sweats and his vision swam with pleasure.
"Oh, bro, you found your poster!" Aaron laughed from the mouth of the cave, snapping Yo back into reality.
"What did you do to it?" he snapped, red with embarrassment as he brushed the sticky stuff from his fingers, his other hand pressed in front of himself to hide himself.
"Aw, man, I thought you'd like it. Your human guy's real sexy."
"No, not that, I mean— How did you make me do that?"
Aaron tilted his head curiously. "Do what?"
"You know, I— You used some kind of magic, and it made me touch my dick, and now there's stuff all over me!"
Aaron laughed, loud and long, doubling over and dropping his breakfast right on the cave floor. "You're funny, Yo."
"No, seriously!"
"Yeah, okay."
"I don't get what's so funny." Yo crossed his arms, only feeling more humiliated now that his roommate was making fun of him on top of it. "Humans don't have magic stuff like you do, just quirks. So what exactly did you do?"
The seahorse looked at him, puzzled. "Wait, for real? You never jacked off?" He took Yo's long silence as an answer, picking up his fish and floating closer. "Dude, do you know what sex is?"
"I mean, in theory. I dunno, I never paid much attention. Girls never really interested me all that much."
"Wow… I mean, I could show you?"
Yo stepped back a little, eyes widening in surprise. "Huh? No, no, that's for, like, girls and guys to do."
"Guys can have sex with other guys. I told you, monsters do it all the time." Aaron floated closer still, his hands settling gently on Yo's waist. He towered over him, only more obvious now as Yo felt so put on the spot. "I've been hitting on you this whole time. Didn't you notice? I figured that's what you meant, that you liked guys. That you liked me."
Maybe he did. That was kind of a scary thought, one Yo had never considered. He didn't even really know that that was an option, that he could like someone like him, that it wasn't wrong to have found himself almost drooling over Aaron's pecs and abs. He let his hands settle on Aaron's waist too, right where scales and skin met. "I… I don't know."
"Can I try to convince you?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah… Yeah, that's fine." He wasn't sure what Aaron meant, but he'd grown to trust the monster, more quickly than he'd trusted anyone before. Even if the idea was intimidating, he wasn't against it.
Aaron flexed, just like when they'd first met, his veins bulging between his skin and the thick muscles that lay beneath, stiff and warm under Yo's hands. It finally struck him what it was he was feeling when his roommate did this sort of thing, showing off just for him… lust.
"See? You're hard again already," Aaron teased, his deep voice a quiet rumble as he glanced down at Yo's reaction. His tail curled around his leg, guiding the two of them to his bed, which he'd pushed up against the cave wall. All Might grinned down at them even as they settled in, Aaron leaning against the wall and sitting Yo down on his torso. He let the man continue to direct him, settling his hands on his bare chest, pulling him close, pressing their faces together until…
It was Yo's first kiss. He'd never thought he'd ever have one at this rate, the age he was supposed to be interested in girls well underway with no signs of attraction anywhere. But now that Aaron was kissing him, he wondered how he'd missed it all along. This was perfect. This was what had been missing somewhere deep inside of him, a hole that needed to be filled, a part of him that he'd always tucked away from the world's prying eyes.
With the barrier in his mind breaking bit by bit, Yo held onto him a little tighter, nails digging lightly into his chest. He found himself grinding down against his scaly torso unconsciously, panting against his lips as their kiss deepened. "I want to," he said, his mouth feeling numb with adrenaline.
"Want to what?" Aaron teased further, fingers drifting under his waistband.
"I want you to show me what sex is like."
"You're gonna need to take all this off then, dude," he said, snapping the fabric back against his hips. Yo was quick to sit up, tossing his vest aside faster than he'd ever taken his clothes off in his life. Aaron let out a low whistle as he peeled off an item of clothing at a time, all the way down to his boxers.
"I've never seen a human naked before," he said, pulling him in for another kiss as Yo kicked his pants off to the side, his free hand still groping at Aaron's chest. "They were right. You have got a lot of skin. I can't wait to touch every inch of it."
He was normally extroverted, arrogant, proud. He'd never felt so self conscious as he was now, laid bare in front of the only person whose eyes he really wanted on him. Even as he talked so seductively, Yo's gut churned with a need to be perfect, to please him, to be nothing short of a wonderful lay. "I didn't know you had a dick," he countered, a little surprised as it snaked out of a slit just under Aaron's abs. It was shaped like a horse's, long with a fat, flared head, speckled all shades of brown as it peeked out from the monster's cloaca.
Aaron couldn't help but notice his slightly bewildered expression, overwhelmed with being so close to another man, close enough that there was only a thin layer of fabric between their two erections. "So what about you, human?" he pushed. "Do you have a dick?"
He was too stunned by everything going on to have any shame. He dropped his boxers without any further question, his slightly smaller dick slapping up against Aaron's, still sticky with his first orgasm.
Aaron laughed, looking down between them and rocking his hips, making his member rub deliciously up against Yo's. Even his cock was thick and veiny, a new sight to behold to the hero in training's eyes, and perhaps the best thing he'd seen in his time here. "Would you look at that? Humans and monsters aren't so different after all."
Yo moaned quietly in agreement, his hips shaky as he matched Aaron's movements, rubbing their dicks between the two of them. He hardly even flinched as he felt something thin and slimy at his asshole, Aaron's tail curling at his thigh and pressing in. "Ah," he whined, looking back over his shoulder despite himself. "Are— are you sure? This isn't going to hurt?"
"Not at all, bro," Aaron promised, the extremity inching inside of him. Though he felt the stretch, admittedly a strange sensation, he couldn't say it wasn't pleasant. Even the slight sting was nursed by how full he felt, the tail curling up against his inner walls a strange kind of pleasure he'd never experienced. Yo shuddered in his grip as he adjusted, his hips picking up their pace as if his body knew what to do by pure instinct. "I'm gonna open you up nice and good for me, so you can take my dick perfectly the first time. You've really never had sex?"
"Never," Yo confirmed, leaning into Aaron's chest as he was opened up. His face was buried against his pecs, each as big as his head, and he felt like if he didn't keep every part of his body busy it would all be a waste. He was drooling for the man's muscles, his broad figure, those strong hands that were holding him still as his tail snaked its way up his asshole. His tongue lapped at a dark nipple, drool dribbling down his cheek as he tried to remember how to form words. "I wish I had. I wish I'd met you sooner."
"Well, you don't have to worry about that now, do you? We've got forever." The pace of his tail picked up, brushing against his prostate and stretching his hole. Whatever Aaron was doing to his body was his own business. Yo was lost in his own little world, pink tongue lapping at his chest and teeth teasing his pec with as much desperation as he'd had eating for the first time here. It was even harder to hold himself back now, even if his body hadn't been crying for it. He'd only gone two days without food, two days without water. If Aaron stopped now, for whatever reason, Yo thought he might die.
But he didn't stop. He worked even as Yo lost himself in the fog of his own mind, his dick hard against Aaron's as he was opened up, not paying attention as the minutes passed until he was met with a loss of friction. "Please," he whined, but Aaron hushed him with a kiss, pulling him upwards.
"I'm going to fuck you now," he promised, his own eyes dark with lust. It was strange seeing him so serious, but god was it hot. Yo didn't have time to focus on his expression. Without any wasted time, Aaron pressed down on his hips, sinking that weighty cock right up inside of Yo's guts.
He moaned loudly, fingers digging sharply into the monster's shoulders as he buried himself in right to the hilt, settling inside of him all in one perfect thrust. "Oh, fuck, Aaron," he groaned, breathless.
"You like that?" he teased, thrusting up, not bothering with slowness anymore. His more monstrous side was beginning to shine through, a low growl bubbling in his throat as he held Yo's hips still, bouncing the shorter teen against him.
"Fuck, I love it," Yo moaned, delighting in the feeling of Aaron's steely abs rubbing against the sensitive underside of his dick. "Don't stop, don't stop."
"Not planning on it anytime soon."
Aaron fucked him like an animal, punching the air out of his lungs with every harsh thrust against him, not even sounding winded as he pounded against his guts. Yo thought he might have lost his mind completely, not for the first time since coming here, but for once he thought he might not mind if he did. He was content to be like this forever, almost one and the same as this monster, filled up and touched by calloused hands and a veiny dick. His head lolled back as Aaron took his fill, unaware of when he started or stopping cumming against the seahorse's stomach.
It felt like forever and no time at all before Aaron finished, roaring and squeezing bruisingly against his hips as he came. Even that sensation felt like heaven, a river of hot cum filling him up, any disgust Yo had felt with his first orgasm in his pants washing away completely. This felt like something sacred, something he wanted to keep inside of him forever, even if he knew that wasn't possible.
Even if his legs felt like jello, he knew he'd have to clean up sometime, especially with the mess they'd left all over his blankets. But despite Yo's best attempts to stand up, Aaron's tail held him steady, that quiet growl still coming from his throat. "What is it?" he asked, teasing a little himself now.
"You belong to me now," he said seriously, his usually lighthearted tone nowhere to be heard.
Yo chuckled, sighing a little as he settled back down onto his lap. He could hardly complain. The feeling of being stuffed full was a pleasant one, and he was tired, physically and mentally. He'd lost his virginity and discovered what he'd been missing his whole life all in one day. He wasn't going to push to end it too quickly. "For how long?" he asked, laying back against Aaron's chest.
"Forever."
"Forever?" That sounded nice. He hoped it was a promise, especially when neither of them had anywhere else to be, didn't have mortality lingering over their heads in a place like this, apparently.
"My species mates for life. I won't be able to get you pregnant, since you're a human and all, but you're my mate now."
It shouldn't be as hot as it was. He should feel a little scared, or violated for not being told beforehand, and maybe he would feel that way if he were in a logical kind of mood, but Yo had abandoned logic the second he realized he was on a thin stone disk in the middle of space that had glowing water, magical food, and seahorse-men. The more sentimental part of him was speaking now, the part of him that wondered if maybe there really was some godlike bird that had willed him to come here, if the stars had aligned just to let him be with a man. And for that same man to be claiming ownership of him, all while that perfect cock was still twitching inside of him?
"You're lucky I like you," he teased, which seemed good enough for Aaron.
The monster pulled him into another kiss, slower this time, but still just as hungry. "You have to promise me one thing then, as my mate."
Yo hummed against his lips. "What's that?"
"No more shirts, dude. I hate them."
Yo laughed. "Yeah, okay. I hate wearing 'em anyway. You can flex the rest of them to ribbons like you did the first one," he agreed, maybe a little selfishly on his end too. "Can I ask you something then too, as your mate?"
"Anything."
Yo squeezed at his pecs, flicking stiff nipples beneath his thumbs. "Can you flex these for me again?"
"Anytime, dude." The sight was even better up close, each little twitch magnified inches from his face, just for Yo to see. He was sweaty now from their fucking, the humid cave still hot even if it had more shade than the rest of their own little world. His chest glistened in the light of the glowing little mushrooms, blue beads rolling off as he made his pecs dance. Even if he'd done it a dozen times before, it was different now. Yo let himself look without shame, without wondering why Aaron was making fun of him in such a strange way. Now he knew it had all been for him all along.
Yo draped his arms around Aaron's shoulders, pressing their chests together so he could feel the muscles right up against his own. His roommate— No, they were more than that now, weren't they?— His mate tucked his head into the crook of his neck, fur bristly and soft all at once.
"Aaron?"
"Yo."
It felt like too much to ask for. It felt gluttonous, decadent, too good to possibly be true, but he couldn't bear to deprive himself. Yo rocked his hips gently, waking up the dick that still waited inside of him. He kept his voice quiet, but it was freeing all the same, letting himself have what he wanted all along. "Fuck me again."