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"Ah… Ngh, hyung, 'm so close…"
Jungkook's shameless moans have been filling his bedroom for a while now, as he's riding his new body pillow - his favorite dragon dildo long forgotten in the corner of his 'self-care time box'. He supports his weight on his hands, pressing on the character printed on the pillow and he just can't help himself but call the handsome man 'hyung', imagining his deep, commanding voice praising Jungkook with each of his desperate bounces.
'Don't hold yourself back, sweetheart. Show your hyung what a good boy you are.'
He whimpers at just a thought of that.
Jungkook is sure this pillow is the best purchase he's ever made in his whole life. He was looking for a body pillow for a long time to be honest, but nothing really caught his eye. Nothing, until he came across the exact same body pillow that was now lying underneath him.
A body pillow with tentacles.
Jungkook's never seen anything like this before. It looked like a normal body pillow from waist up, with a tanned, muscled man printed on it. The man's smirking, as if he knew exactly what any owner of the pillow will imagine once they see his handsome face and well-built chest. What's underneath - well, that's a totally different story.
Instead of boxers or any other kind of pants, or even a built-in dildo, the pillow has tentacles. Eight in total. They are soft in touch, but also made of some slick material, which Jungkook finds extremely useful once his order arrives.
Because how could he miss such an opportunity to experience tentacle sex? He just couldn’t hold himself back, even if his partner would be just a pillow and not an actual tentacle monster.
The only thing that worries Jungkook a little is what he has read in the pillow's description on the online shopping site. Especially the "do not wash in the washing machine" and "avoid wetting the product" parts. He doesn't quite understand the issue, because the material doesn't seem to be very sensitive, so he decides that a little of lube, cum and water afterwards won't damage his precious hyung, right?
Just one time! (Of course it won't be a one time thing once he gets horny again, but let him have a moment.)
"Oh, fuck!" he exclaims, reaching behind his ass with one hand to guide the tentacle better inside his hole. He can feel the lubricant all the way down his new toy. His fingers suddenly catch on the little insets that are supposed to simulate suckers and his legs almost give up, when he's reminded of the strange, but sweet sensation. "Hah… ah, hyung! Gonna come!"
'Come for me, sweetheart. You make me feel so good. I'm gonna fill you up.'
Jungkook's mind goes wild with the imagined pictures of getting filled by yet another tentacle or a monster dick, maybe both. He can feel his rim burn, apparently not so keen on the idea of taking more stuffy objects inside, but he couldn't care less as he finally reaches his high.
He doesn't remember the last time he came so hard, the spurts of his cum landing a lot farther than usual. He can't stop cumming as he rides out his orgasm on the fake tentacle that brushes his sensitive prostate with his every move. His high-pitched moans echo in the room and he's thankful that the building he lives in has rather thick walls. Otherwise, he's sure some of the neighbors would have already called 911 for him.
"Hyung~," he whimpers pitifully and decides to lie down on the body pillow with a pleased smile spread on his lips. The tentacle is still buried deep inside of him, bent in half and Jungkook loves that feeling. "'m so full."
'What a good boy you are. So full of hyung's cum. Took me so well.'
Jungkook imagines the man praising him a little more, before the cum on his belly and cock starts to get uncomfortably dry and sticky. Only now he realizes that lying down on the pillow wasn't the best idea, because he made it even dirtier that way and he will have more to clean.
He groans while sitting back up, the tentacle, still slick with lube, slides back deep inside his hole. He gasps and for a second deliberates if he wants to go for another round, but he eventually drops the idea. It's already late and he has been working the whole day - he's too tired to maybe try sticking two tentacles at a time up his ass.
Jungkook slowly lifts himself up, letting the tentacle slide out of him in slow motion and pop loudly at the end. He already misses the feeling of being filled up like that, but then he looks down at the man he imagined as his tentacle monster partner - all smeared in his cum, lube and even some drool.
"I'm sorry, hyung. I got you all dirty," the boy says with a small, apologetic smile. "But don't you worry, I will take care of you now."
With that thought Jungkook gets up and he has to take a moment to gather some strength right away. His legs are shaking and he can feel the excess lube dripping out of his hole. He grumbles quietly to himself (or to his hyung ) how he's so fucked out, but he still makes his way to the bathroom with the body pillow in his hands. Naked, of course.
The room is rather small and so is the shower, but Jungkook manages to get into his destination without much struggle, all while carrying the body pillow. The pillow is almost his size, but when he settles it by the wall of the shower stall, it “sits” on its tentacles that crawl their way around the shower tray and this makes the whole thing look smaller. Jungkook almost trips over one of the tentacles that mysteriously wraps around his ankle right after he turns on the tap, but he quickly regains his balance and crouches in front of his hyung .
With the shower head in one hand and the cheap soup in the other, he starts rubbing against the broad chest printed on the pillow. He has to scratch some of the dirt that doesn’t want to come off hyung ’s toned stomach, but eventually he can move to cleaning tentacles when he double-checks if he didn’t miss any stains on the upper part of the pillow. To make it easier for himself, he turns his back on his hyung , suddenly a little shy about sticking out his butt to the pillow’s face, but there is no better option in his opinion.
He carefully picks up the tentacle he was riding a few minutes ago and gently cleans it from the base to the tip. He finds it a little strange how the tentacle thickens in his hand and how its material changes color as he pours water on it, from the light pink to the dark shades of purple, but he’s too focused on his task to question it.
It is then, when he feels a light grip on his ankle again. He doesn’t pay it too much attention as long as he’s not losing his balance, but then the grip becomes a lot firmer, which is… a little alarming to be honest.
Jungkook frowns. He adjusts his position and only now he discovers that he can’t move as freely as he should be able to. He quickly turns his gaze down and his eyes go wide when he spots a very realistically looking tentacle wrapped around his ankle. It’s a lot bigger than the one the pillow had, pulsing lively as if it actually came to life somehow.
Jungkook thinks he’s hallucinating. He blinks a few times, but nothing happenes - the tentacle is still maintaining its grip as it continuous its circular movements around Jungkook’s leg. His shock quickly turns into fear when he looks back to the other stuffy tentacles of the pillow or at least he wants to. He suddenly finds himself in the middle of strange, purple limbs curled up in his shower tray, sticking themselves to the tiled and glass walls as if they wanted to form a cage to keep Jungkook in. They are far from looking like those of the pillow he bought, which gives Jungkook a heart attack, because the previous ones are nowhere to be found. Then he notices another tentacle crawling its way up his bare thigh and it’s the last straw for him.
Jungkook straightens up and aims for the shower door that already got steamy from the running water, but he slips on the wet shower tray. He shuts his eyes close and braces himself for a very unpleasant fall, probably with breaking the glass right in front of him on his way to the bathroom floor.
But, yet again, nothing happenes. There’s no sharp pain or noice, no shattered glass. He opens his eyes slowly, unsure of what to do or how he managed to not fall, but answers come to him as soon as he takes a look at his waist.
There are two tentacles wrapped around his stomach and they keep him firmly in one place. He can feel the suckers sticking up to his skin, leaving a wet feeling every time they shift just a little bit. Jungkook wants to take them off immediately and he even reaches out with his hands to his waist to do so, but a low, unfamiliar voice stops him right in the track.
“Are you trying to run away from me, sweetheart?”
Jungkook turns his head so fast that his neck makes an unpleasant cracking sound, but he can’t be bothered by that right now. He chokes on his own scream, when he sees a man he doesn't know sitting comfortably between the tentacles, manspreading in the shower tray. Jungkook panics, because how the fuck did a stranger get right into his shower without Jungkook noticing it? He can’t move an inch because of the tentacles that saved him from the fall, but he still tries. He kicks his legs between the tentacles, but he only earns a short chuckle from the man.
“Don’t you know it is rude not to answer your hyung ?” the stranger clicks his tongue as he watches Jungkook’s fruitless attempts to escape. He tilts his head and rests it on his hand, smirking as he spots the growing fear in the other’s eyes.
“L-let… let me go, p-please!”Jungkook manages to exclaim with a broken voice.
He’s terrified. He doesn’t know what’s happening - one moment he is masturabating and the second he finds himself trapped inside his own shower stall with a man and bunch of tentacles that suddenly appeared behind him while he was peacefully cleaning a body pillow.
‘The body pillow!’ he thinks to himself, even more scared. What happened to the pillow?
He stares at the man who stares back at him with his narrow, dark eyes that glow in a very inhuman way. His relaxed muscles would water Jungkook's mouth in any other situation, because the man is 101% his type, but he somehow made it into Jungkook's shower without the boy’s permission. His cock lies heavy between his legs, fully soft but still enormous in size. It looks more like one of the tentacles rather than a dick, a lot darker than the man's skin tone and with strange processes along its length. Jungkook is definitely staring at it for too long, because when he draws his gaze back to the man's face, he can see a knowing smirk forming across his lips.
The smirk that looks terribly familiar to Jungkook.
“O-oh my god,” he chokes out as he connects the dots.
'This the man from the body pillow', he concludes simply. 'Only now he’s not printed on a soft material, but very much real and present in my bathroom.'
“I suppose something rang the bell,” the man says mockingly as one of the tentacle brushes under Jungkook’s chin. It gently slides over to his cheek and caresses it in an almost sweet, reassuring gesture.
The boy’s eyes go wide again, because it finally hits him that not only the man is real now - so are the tentacles.
“Wha— W-who are you?” Jungkook asks hesitantly, changing his question last minute, because he knows exactly what the man is.
He is a tentacle monster.
A tentacle monster that grew out of a body pillow, but the point still stands.
“I’m Namjoon,” the man says without second thought, still smirking. “But I’d prefer you to keep calling me hyung , sweetheart.”
Jungkook gasps. His brain is malfunctioning, or at least it just seems to not be working properly. Because how else could he explain that Namjoon’s deep voice just made his guts twist in a way Jungkook doesn’t want them to twist right now, especially not accompanied by his cock’s little twitch.
‘He knows, somehow,’ he thinks to himself again. ‘He knows exactly what I did, oh my god.’
"I thought you wanted to take care of me?" Namjoon speaks up again, while he guides the tentacle that was busy caressing Jungkook’s cheek to the boy’s lips. It stays there for a while and Jungkook realizes it is waiting for him to open his mouth. "Change of heart?"
A heat wave hits Jungkook’s body from the look Namjoon gives him. He stays still for a minute or two, unsure of what is actually happening and what he should do. There are a few options and he doesn't know if he's ready for any of those:
- trying to escape and failing, then ending up Namjoon's fuck toy and dinner probably,
- shaking his head to signal his change of heart and being hopeful that the tentacle monster will let him go,
- opening his mouth and taking everything he will be given as a good boy.
If Jungkook thinks about it, he doesn't actually have anything to lose (except for his life, of course). Namjoon also doesn't seem to be that type of a monster to kill Jungkook or at least he hides his intentions very well. Moreover, Namjoon grew out of a damn body pillow - the shopping site wouldn’t sell something that could kill their potential returning customer, right?
Right?
Maybe Jungkook is crazy. Maybe he has passed out because of the great orgasm and he is dreaming all of this now. Or maybe it’s his tentacle kink, breeding kink and slight oral fixation speaking.
Whatever the reason, he obeys and parts his lips, allowing the tip of the tentacle to slide inside his mouth.
He wants to moan at that feeling. The tentacle immediately lies heavy on his tongue, then it twists and clearly demands to be sucked or at least Jungkook thinks so. His mouth waters even more as Jungkook can taste the sweet, sticky liquid coming out of the suckers. He can feel it on his lips too and he is almost ready to give in totally, but then something unexpected happens again.
Jungkook feels himself being lifted up to stand on his feet by the two tentacles still wrapped around his waist. The one that was ready to penetrate his throat a moment ago suddenly slides out. Jungkook whines in disapproval and immediately feels embarrassed because of it.
When has he become such a sucker for tentacles? (literally)
“So eager all of a sudden?” Namjoon mocks.
Jungkook finally realizes that the man stood up as well. He’s towering above him, a head or even more taller than Jungkook, with his broad chest in its whole naked glory right in front of the boy’s face. Some of his tentacles are lying heavily between their feet, crawling up the walls, others are supporting Jungkook’s weight and the latters are swinging in the air behind Namjoon’s back. Jungkook isn’t sure where they are growing from, because, unlike the pillow, Namjoon has two strong legs with the breath-taking thighs instead of fluffy tentacles. Those that Jungkook can see mostly come from the monster’s back and Jungkook isn’t sure if he really wants to know more about tentacles’ biology, at least for now.
“Are you sure about this, sweetheart? Do you really want to take care of your hyung ?” the man asks in a serious tone for the first time. Jungkook turns his gaze back to Namjoon’s face to see the shade of worry and hesitation in the black eyes. He immediately feels a little more convinced about going all in.
“It’s… it’s not like you’re gonna kill me or something, right?” Jungkook tries to make sure and Namjoon apparently finds it quite funny, judging from his chuckle.
“Why would I do that?” Namjoon smiles, dragging Jungkook closer to himself. “I prefer to consume my meal when it’s still alive, so it can pitifully beg for mercy.”
Jungkook almost screams in terror when Namjoon brings him even closer to his chest, but then the monster laughs out loud, probably very amused by Jungkook’s reaction.
“I’m just kidding, no need to be scared of me,” Namjoon reassures, reaching his hand out for the first time in Jungkook’s direction. He catches the boy’s chin in his two fingers and moves his head around a little, as if he wanted to have a closer look on each of Jungkook’s side profiles. “Eating you would be a huge waste.”
“Please, don’t joke like that or I might faint. I’m sensitive,” Jungkook tells him and earns another chuckle from the monster.
“That wouldn’t be fun at all. I should note it down then,” Namjoon answers with a smirk, but then he becomes serious again. “Tell me now if you want me to stop and I will let you go.”
“I—,” Jungkook stutters. He purses his lips, one last time considering all pros and cons, before he gives Namjoon his final answer. “I don’t want you to stop, hyung .”
“Brat,” Namjoon sums up, tightening his grip on Jungkook’s chin for a few seconds. "On your knees then."
Jungkook, without thinking twice, quickly obeys, kneeling down in front of Namjoon, not breaking their eye contact. Only when he positions himself comfortably on the shower tray, it hits him why he dropped to his knees. He’s suddenly turned on again just like when his body pillow arrived, because he realizes that his dream of having sex with a tentacle monster can actually come true.
All worries suddenly aside, Jungkook takes a deep breath and drops his gaze from Namjoon’s eyes to his crotch.
He gasps at the sight right in front of him and, before he knows it, he reaches his hands out to grab at Namjoon’s cock. It’s half hard, even bigger than the first time Jungkook saw it and he finds it difficult to close his hand around it. It oozes the same sticky liquid as the tentacles which makes it shine in the dim lights of Jungkook’s bathroom. Small processes along Namjoon's length reminds the boy of spikes now, a little hardened. The tip of the cock suddenly nudges at Jungkook's lips, so he doesn't hesitate to relax his jaw and let his hyung slip right into the boy's hot mouth.
It feels even better than the tentacle Jungkook's already gotten a taste of. It's huge, still hardening with each passing second, and it makes the boy choke from just one shallow thrust, but that's exactly what Jungkook wants. He adjusts himself and places one of his hands on Namjoon's thigh, grabbing at the base of his cock with the other.
Namjoon isn't the type to wait, Jungkook realizes, as the monster quickly picks up a steady rhythm of thrusts, fucking into Jungkook's mouth. He places his palms on the boy's head and throat as if he wanted to feel exactly where his dick disappears. Jungkook moans, but the sound comes out muffled by the huge length that's in the way. He tries to work with his tongue, but Namjoon is just too big, filling his mouth so much that Jungkook can't really move.
He's surprised he has only gaged once so far. Namjoon's cock is definitely the biggest Jungkook has ever seen or sucked, and he tried to blow his favorite dragon dildo, so he has some experience. It was never so easy for him, especially when he wasn't the one in charge. But, here he is, somehow taking Namjoon's dick all the way down his throat without a single choking sound. He feels impossibly relaxed when the cock hits the back of his throat and spills a few droplets of sweet liquid with every thrust, topped out with Jungkook's muted moans.
"Such a good boy, you are. Preparing me so well to fill you up," Namjoon praises him when he slows down his thrust for a bit. Jungkook wants to protest - he doesn't want the monster to stop - but then he quickly gets to know why Namjoon suddenly decided to go easy on him. "Let's take care of you too, shall we?"
Jungkook almost jumps up in place, when he feels a strange sensation between his legs and asscheeks. He realizes this must be a tentacle or even two of them, making their way to the boy's hole and dick. Namjoon slides out of his mouth for a moment, as if he wanted to give Jungkook a chance to back out, but the boy only makes eye contact with him and whimpers quietly. Namjoon smiles and pets Jungkook's hair as the boy still keeps one hand on the monster's dick, slowly moving it up and down as one of the tentacles caresses his thighs.
"What's this?" he finally asks, tracing around Namjoon's length with one finger to collect some of the tasty liquid that visibly glows mixed with Jungkook's drool. He can't fully focus on the cock right in front of his face when the vision of having a real tentacle up his ass any minute now is so clear in his mind, but he still tries to make sense. "It's sweet. I, ah— I like it. The tentacles produce it too?"
"It's my venom, sweetheart," Namjoon replies as if it was the most casual thing to say. "It will make you all loose and perfect for me to breed."
"Ve-venom? So it can like… paralyze me or knock me out?" Jungkook stutters with wide eyes. It quickly gets to him that he had to swallow a good portion of the venom, which scares him for a second. Why hasn't he asked earlier?
'What did I get myself into?' he asks himself, watching Namjoon release another short laugh.
"I said it will loosen you up, not make you pass out, it's not that strong. If you faint, it's the pleasure's fault only," Namjoon teases, but he visibly wants to reassure Jungkook and make everything clear as he continues. "Tentacles produce quite a similar substance, but without the toxin. It works as the fluid your females produce if aroused. And also, I think I should mention that my venom only affects your body. Your mind is free and it will remain like this."
"Oh, good to know I might become immobile in a minute but still stay conscious, so I won't miss how you breed m—, wait, have I heard that right?" Jungkook asks again, suddenly hit by Namjoon's previous words.
This has to be a dream, or the shopping site somehow got information about all Jungkook's kinks and that's why they sent him a perfect body pillow (that turned out to be a tentacle monster). And to think Jungkook never believed when people told him to protect his personal data on the Internet!
"It wouldn't be fun at all if you became just a sack to be filled up, would it? I like how responsive your body is, we're not going to miss out on that, not on my watch," Namjoon clarifies as one of his tentacles gently brushes over Jungkook's rim, causing the boy to suck in a short breath. "And of course I'm here to fill you up and breed you. What else did you think?"
"I—,"
Jungkook's words get stuck in his throat when he feels the tip of the tentacle pass his entry, lubricated by the non-venomous substance. It's completely different from anything Jungkook has ever taken inside of his hole. It moves on its own unlike the stuffy tentacle he had to guide in and out himself.
Moreover, the tentacle seems to know exactly what it's doing.
The suckers press on Jungkook's tight walls and his body gives in just like that, making more room for the tentacle, what seems to be the effect of the venom Jungkook willingly swallowed from Namjoon's cock. His legs spread unintentionally even more on the shower tray as he arches his back to grant better access to his hole. The tentacle takes it as an invite to slide further and Jungkook can't help but release a high-pitched moan when it brushes over his prostate and… sticks up the suckers in that area.
Jungkook sees white for a moment, pleasure hitting his body with full force, something he has never experienced before. The tentacle is huge and it only gets bigger as it slides inside. Its width is probably similar to Jungkook's forearm in the place in which it meets his entrance. Despite that, Jungkook's muscles don't protest at all, welcoming each additional inch of the intruder without any acke. He can't imagine what else Namjoon has in stock for him, because this - this is a lot better than he ever imagined tentacle sex to be.
And it seems to be only the beginning.
"Ah! Ah, a— hyung, I… I want you… to breed me. Breed me full, so full, please please, please, hyung," he begs as the tentacle twists inside of him, heightening Jungkook's sensations. Namjoon barely moves and the boy already seems to be at his limit.
Cute.
"Patient, sweetheart. You have to be prepared for what is ahead of us. Be a good boy and take what hyung gives you," Namjoon says in a warning tone, not wanting to give out how much he already wants to see the boy at his feet fall apart from pleasure. "Feels good, doesn't it? My sensitive boy, you're doing so well."
"Yes, ye— ah, yes! Mnhm," Jungkook pants as he reaches forward and grabs firmly at Namjoon's calves to support himself. He's near to falling down to the shower tray and just lying there, ass up in the air with a tentacle buried deep inside, consumed by the pleasure. If it wasn't for the delicious feeling, he would definitely burn from the embarrassment, but thankfully the tentacle makes him forget about what 'pride' means.
"Straighten your back, sweetheart. Hyung wants to see you," Namjoon says gently but with a shade of lust in his voice.
Jungkook finds it quite difficult to change his position and the second tentacle that strays around his cock doesn't help at all. He feels like he could come any second now and he doesn't know if he wants it or quite the opposite. Jungkook doesn't want to faint and end their fun before it truly begins. Nonetheless, he lifts himself up a little to meet Namjoon's stretched out hand.
The monster runs his fingers through Jungkook's hair, getting them out of the boy's eyes to have a better view on his puffy face. Jungkook's cheeks are bright red and he breathes heavily as the tentacle starts to thrust inside of him at a much rougher pace than before. The boy almost drops to his all fours again, but Namjoon manages to steady him with a light grip on his face.
"H-ah, hyung!" Jungkook exclaims, out of breath. His teary gaze travels up to Namjoon's face, but it doesn't seem like the man is anyhow bothered by Jungkook's begging. "Hyung, please, slo—, ah! Slow down, or I'm gonna— Mhnm!"
Namjoon doesn't answer and doesn't stop the tentacle either. Instead he gently traces after one of Jungkook's tears with his thumb, ending his short journey in the corner of the boy's lips. Jungkook can't help himself not to open his mouth and follow Namjoon's finger to suck on it. The monster smiles when Jungkook whines around his thumb and reaches out his neck to swallow even more of Namjoon's finger.
"You just need something to fill your mouth, too, or am I wrong?" Namjoon mocks, sliding his finger in and out of Jungkook’s parted lips. He spreads the drool along the boy's mouth and coos when Jungkook whines, trying to beg for either an orgasm or a break. "Don't worry, hyung will keep your mouth busy and full."
Jungkook blinks his tears away and sucks on the monster's thumb again, but then the finger slides out, quickly replaced with a tentacle. Jungkook moans with satisfaction and closes his lips around it, buckling his hips to cause more friction in his hole. He doesn't know how deep any of the tentacles is inside of him, but he doesn't mind that at all.
Jungkook comes almost immediately when another tentacle wraps around his painfully hard cock that has been pathetically wiggling between his thighs all this long. He tries not to bite down on the tentacle in his mouth to not hurt it accidentally, so instead he opens his mouth wide and releases a few breathy moans.
He expects the tentacles to slide out and away from him after his orgasm, but he couldn't be more wrong. They stop only for a while as he tries to catch his breath and calm his heart that has been beating like crazy for the past few minutes. When he comes down from his high, they start moving again, causing the boy to bend in half.
"Hyumphg," Jungkook tries to call Namjoon around the tentacle, but only muted nonsense comes out of his throat.
"Hm? Is it enough for you already? What a pity, I thought you could take more," Namjoon says and the tentacles suddenly draw back. The one from Jungkook's cock disappears as first, then the one which was occupying his mouth and the one from his hole as the last.
" No, no!" Jungkook pants, scared that he might have disappointed the monster. He instinctively leans forward and wraps his arms around Namjoon's leg to prevent the monster from leaving him. He's still too dizzy from the orgasm to keep his head straight, so he hugs his cheek to Namjoon's hip, right beside his enormous cock. "I— I can take more! Just… just need some time, hyung, please. Please, I want more of you."
"Hmm… Are you sure? It doesn't seem like you're ready to take what I want to give you yet," Namjoon speaks up again, but he isn't even done talking when Jungkook starts to nod furiously in agreement.
"I am! I will take it! Please, I want you to breed me, hyung. I… I want hyung to feel good too and hyung promised to make me feel full!" the boy reminds Namjoon, which makes him smile.
"Well, as you wish, sweetheart. You will be full. Full and bred," Namjoon promises again, petting Jungkook's hair. "But we have to prepare you some more. And I want to see you better. Come here."
Before Jungkook can answer, he is lifted up in the air by the tentacles that wrap around his waist and thighs. They place him slowly against the cold, tiled wall of the shower, almost with care . Shiver goes down Jungkook's spine, when his warmed-up back meets the freezing cold tiles, but he can't be bothered by that for too long, as the rest of the tentacles is suddenly all over his body.
It feels amazing. Jungkook can't really find the right words to describe it, but he loves feeling the little suckers stick up to his body, probably leaving marks everywhere. They brush over his nipples, wrap around his neck and limbs, catch on his lips and make him wet from all the non-venomous lubricant. He moans when one tentacle makes its way back to Jungkook's already stretched hole to fill it up again. He quickly finds his mouth full of another tentacle too, but what he doesn't expect is a hand that grabs his half-soft penis.
"Mhnm!" he can't stop himself from moaning shamelessly, when it hits him that it's Namjoon himself who is touching him.
The man is a lot closer to him now, with one hand down on Jungkook's crotch and the other one on the boy's waist. He's gently caressing Jungkook's skin along with the tentacle that keeps Jungkook up in the air, against the wall. Namjoon is watching him intently, his eyes nonstop traveling from Jungkook's face to his body and back. He seems to be fascinated with the boy in his arms (or should it be 'in his tentacles ') and Jungkook finds it quite unbelievable, because he is definitely the duller one of them.
Jungkook doesn't know what's happening, when he feels one tentacle slide out of his mouth and the second trying to fit itself into his hole. He closes his lips and parts them again as if he was a fish washed up on the beach. Even though he never thought something like this would be possible, his body actually takes in two huge tentacles deep inside. Jungkook is sure they are rearranging his guts at this point, but he can't think of it too much, because the new sensation quickly clouds his mind.
Jungkook doesn't recall the moment in which Namjoon leans forward and captures the boy's lips between his own. He realizes the monster is kissing him only when Namjoon's wet tongue is licking his palate. It's thicker and longer than a normal tongue, but Jungkook isn't the one to complain, when he has another opportunity to suck on something. He does that without much hesitation and he again tastes the sweet venom of the monster.
Jungkook purrs like a kitten as he licks Namjoon's tongue with his own, collecting every single drop of the venom. The open-mouth kiss gives Jungkook more field to be vocal about how good he feels with two tentacles slowly adjusting inside his hole to make even more room for themselves and with Namjoon's hand slowly working on Jungkook’s cock up and down. Their kiss and the handjob is quickly interrupted by two other tentacles that seem to be done with leaving little red marks all around Jungkook's skin. Namjoon chuckles quietly as he straightens his back much to Jungkook's disappointment.
"Hyung, don't—" Jungkook reaches his hands out to wrap them around Namjoon's neck. "Don't stop kissing me."
"I'm afraid they aren't going to let us have a moment, sweetheart," the man answers with a small smile, causing Jungkook to frown. First he doesn't understand what ' they' Namjoon is talking about, but when he sees the monster poke one of his tentacles playfully, he finally realizes what he meant. "They're very eager to pleasure you. Almost as much as you're eager to be bred. I've never seen them so excited about preparing and pleasuring someone. You can consider yourself lucky. Or even special."
Jungkook gasps, a little taken aback by Namjoon's words. He feels a strange warmth spread inside of his belly and it's not thanks to the two huge tentacles in his ass this time.
“‘m special?” Jungkook asks between moans that keep escaping his mouth.
“You really are,” Namjoon nods with a smile and then turns his gaze to the tentacle that has interrupted their kiss and from then on has been swinging in the air by Namjoon’s side, visibly waiting for it’s turn. “Now open wide for this jealous little one.”
Jungkook almost laughs at the cute interaction between the monster and the tentacle, but he obediently sticks out his tongue to invite the smaller tentacles between his lips. It slides inside just a second after and at the same time other tentacles seem to get back to work , because suddenly Jungkook feels completely overwhelmed with pleasure.
Now Namjoon is touching him too, big hands wandering around Jungkook’s ass, legs and stomach. He coos over the boy, when he whimpers and almost screams when the tentacles prepare him to be bred.
“You’re doing so well so far, sweetheart. Keep that up and hyung will fill you up,” the monster lavishes praise on Jungkook when the boy seems to reach his limits again.
Jungkook almost screams when he feels a third tentacle sliding between his asscheeks and wraping around the two other tentacles.
“Hmpyunhg!” he tries to yell, but Namjoon only strokes his sweaty forehead. “Thwoo muhch!”
“It’s okay, you’re a good boy, aren’t you? You will take it. For hyung,” Namjoon reassures him right before the third tentacle finds its way between the two that are already buried deep inside Jungkook.
It slides in effortlessly, stretching Jungkook’s hole to the impossible level that makes the boy roll his eyes and come on the spot. His cock spurts his useless semen on one of the tentacles and his own stomach this time as he gasps for air. He feels like fainting from the excessive pleasure that doesn’t stop, because the tentacles don’t seem to be bothered by the fact that they’re overstimulating the poor boy. His eyeballs roll to the back of his head and for a second he feels as if he was dozing off.
“Yes, just like that, sweetheart. You’re ready now. I knew you would make it,” Jungkook can hear Namjoon talking, but he’s too fucked out to answer.
If he thought that what he felt while masturbating was great, he now knows how terribly wrong he was.
This is great. This is fucking heaven.
When Jungkook turns his gaze back to Namjoon’s face, the tentacles suddenly start sliding out of his hole. He whines when the suckers still brush over his oversensitive walls, causing him to curl his toes in the air and throw his head backwards. Namjoon doesn’t let him be empty for long though, because as soon as the last tentacle is out, he alines his cock to Jungkook’s hole and gently pushes himself all the way in.
“Oh my—, hy-hyung,” Jungkook stutters, pulling himself closer to the man even if the tentacles don't let him move too much. “Mhmn, ‘s so big. Even bigger. How—”
“Haven’t I told you I’m going to breed you?” Namjoon asks, but when Jungkook looks into his eyes, he doesn’t find the previous mocking flicker there. Now the monster’s gaze is full of lust and hunger as if sliding inside Jungkook awakened something in him. “Now it’s the time. That’s why you had to be prepared so precisely.”
“Mnm, yes, hyung, please— ah, hyung! Breed me, please” Jungkook begs even if he has no clue what breeding Namjoon has in mind. He just wants it. Wants it so bad he can’t even think clearly anymore.
“Oh, I will.”
Namjoon pins Jungkook to the wall with one smooth move, and when the tentacles help him to adjust Jungkook’s position, he immediately starts roughly slamming his hips against the boy’s ass. Jungkook screams out loud, now without anything in his mouth to muffle the sinful sounds he’s making. His hole clenches around Namjoon’s length, oversensitive from cumming so many times and taking several tentacles inside of him, but this way the processes on Namjoon’s dick brush over Jungkook’s walls even harder, replacing the sucking sensation from tentacles with friction.
Namjoon’s thrusts are deep and fast, nothing like the movements the tentacles were making - twisting, sliding and sucking long forgotten because of strong pushes and pulls that Namjoon does. Jungkook has never before been fucked like this by anyone and he doesn’t think he would be able to get satisfied by anything different than Namjoon’s cock or tentacles from now on. His overstimulation quickly billows into yet another race to reach the peak of the endless pleasure Namjoon has been serving him all this long. The man hits the spots inside of Jungkook no one has ever hit, which makes Jungkook go crazy on the monster’s dick that is rearranging his guts. He tries to move his own hips too to help his hyung in pleasuring them, but Namjoon and his tentacles make sure he’s steady in one place, unable to do anything more than clenching around the cock sliding in and out of him at an impossibly quick pace.
“Are you ready to be bred, sweetheart?” Namjoon asks and groans with a perfect accompaniment of Jungkook’s high-pitched moans. “Fuck, you’re perfect, Jungkook-ah. So perfect for hyung.”
“Hyung, hyung!” Jungkook repeats in a broken voice. He’s sure he's going to have a sore throat the next day from all this screaming, not to mention the things he took into his mouth, but it doesn’t matter now. Not when he feels Namjoon’s cock swelling inside of him as the man slows down his thrusts. “Please, hyung, breed me. Please. Please. please, plea—”
An inhuman growl escapes Namjoon’s throat when he slams his hips up to Jungkook’s ass one last time, bringing the boy down in the same moment to make sure his cock is all the way inside his hole before he cums. Well, at least Jungkook thinks that’s what Namjoon’s doing when he groans once more and releases something wet and rather hot inside of Jungkook.
To Jungkook’s surprise, it’s not the end. Suddenly he can feel Namjoon’s cock getting thicker at Jungkook's entrance and then the thickness moves along Namjoon’s length up Jungkook’s ass. He gasps and moans breathily at the feeling, because it feels a little weird but still nice, especially when the thickness is pumped out of the monster’s dick and it places itself in Jungkook’s guts.
“Wha— Ah! W-what’s that?” he tries to ask, but his voice shakes when he can feel the process happening again right after the first one.
“These are my eggs, sweetheart,” Namjoon tells him, resting his forehead on the boy’s shoulder. He chuckles when Jungkook gasps surprised. “I was supposed to breed you, wasn’t I?”
“Ah, yes, but I… I didn’t know—, ah, that was what you mean,” Jungkook answers, grabbing at Namjoon’s back muscles. Only now he notices how the tentacles are caressing the both of them in a reassuring gesture, as if they wanted to help them go through the process of breeding smoother.
“You have to take only a little more, sweetheart. Can you do that for me?” the man ensures and smiles when he can feel Jungkook nodding.
“Yes, ah—, it… it’s good, I feel good,” Jungkook answers weakly as the third egg makes its way out of Namjoon’s cock right into Jungkook’s guts.
Namjoon guides one of his hands to Jungkook’s belly and gently presses on it, surprising the boy yet again. When Jungkook looks down to his own stomach, he almost faints at the sight of a huge bulge right under Namjoon’s palm. The monster seems to be very content with how Jungkook’s belly looks like, because he releases a pleased purr when another egg pops out of his cock and jostles between the previous ones.
Jungkook doesn’t know why, but he comes again when the fifth and at the same time the last egg joins the rest inside of him. He whimpers as the remnants of his sperm milks out of his dick and he can’t help it, but closes his eyes. Namjoon slowly slides out of his hole to not risk any of the eggs to fall out, but Jungkook clenches so hard that it seems impossible, even if the venom made him loose enough to take three tentacles at the same time into his ass.
He suddenly feels tired. Exhausted. Tentacles brush gently at his forehead and so does Namjoon’s hand, as the monster whispers sweet praises into his ear nonstop.
“You did so well, hyung is so proud of you. Took me so well and got bred. Such a good boy you are. Perfect. Now don’t worry and sleep, sweetheart. Hyung will take care of you.”
The man's voice becomes further and further as Jungkook drifts away from exhaustion.
He did well, didn’t he? He deserves some rest now, just like hyung says.
With this thought Jungkook dozes off completely, Namjoon's warm arms being enough to make him lose himself yet again.