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papsiguesss · 2 months ago

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Mer!AU smut

Yep… I had to write about Miguel being banged by a merman. The idea here is that Blyss has an erogenous zone on his back fin.

…This smut once again turned out strangely wholesome… I feel like I struggle with simply writing a fucking without emotional buildup. But I don’t really mind that haha I prefer lots of emotions in my sex scenes 😅

2277 words, CW for cursed smut with semi-realistic shark cocks

Miguel could not help but blush as he ran his hands over Blyss’ back and gently massaged his shoulders. The merman’s muscles were… surprisingly toned. The sailor gulped softly as he admired them with a look of awe in his eyes, praying that his companion did not notice.

He did not seem to notice, at least. He seemed to be perfectly content with being given attention like this, gleefully resting on the rocks with his head leaning on his hands as he let Miguel touch him. “Does this… feel good?”, the sailor asked. “I’m trying to ease up your muscles a bit… They are a bit tense.”

Blyss let out a noise similar to a purr, his webbed ears fluttering softly as he looked behind himself. “Oh, it feels delightful”, he said cheerfully, smiling. “You’re such a good friend to me, captain, with you willing to do this for me… I hope you do know how much I appreciate it.”

Miguel faked a smile. “I’m glad”, he replied, applying more pressure on the merman’s back muscles.

“You’re such a good friend to me, captain…”

…Just a friend.

Blyss was so much more than a friend to him.

And yet, he had no idea how he was supposed to tell him that. Or whether or not merfolk could even feel love in the same way as humans did, for that matter. He… just did not know how to bring it up. And so he stayed quiet.

He could not help but feel a little curious as he eyed the large fin protruding from Blyss’ back, wondering that same question that had been roaming through his mind ever since he had laid eyes upon the merman.

…What would his scales feel like?

“…Do you mind me massaging your fin, Blyss?”, he asked, going somewhat red in the face as the words left his lips. “I- I know it must sound like a weird question, but I thought that since I’m loosening up your muscles, I might as well just- do the whole thing…” Blyss shook his head, offering the sailor a smile. “No, I don’t”, he said, Miguel not needing to be told that twice and carefully moving his long fingers over to the front of the fin, softly kneading his fingers into it. The scales felt… strange… He would have expected them to feel extremely rough, but while there certainly was some texture to them, it was a surprisingly pleasant sensation to run his fingers over.

The merman let out a giggle. “It tickles a bit”, he chuckled, his laughter making Miguel feel butterflies in his stomach. “You sound as if you are feeling this sensation for the very first time”, the sailor remarked, raising his eyebrows. Blyss blushed. “Well, that is because no one has ever really touched me here ever-”

He fell silent, letting out a soft yelp as Miguel began to massage the back end of his fin.

“…before…”

His upper body jerked up and his eyes widened as a strange, tingling sensation began to spread throughout his entire body. All of his nerves were firing up. It… it was overwhelming. Almost as if his body would not be able to handle much of it without releasing it… somehow.

…What was this sudden feeling?

Noticing that there was definitely something off about his companion’s demeanour, Miguel quickly moved his hands away, a worried look spreading across his face. “…Blyss…?”, he asked. “…Is everything quite all right?”

The merman’s expression became one of confusion as he noticed that as soon as the sailor stopped touching his fin, the sensation stopped. He… lamented that, for some reason. He… he wanted to feel it again. “I- I don’t know…”, he stammered, clumsily running a hand through his hair as a blush began to spread across his cheeks. “I- You touched the back of my fin, and I-”

Miguel’s concern got more intense. “Do you need me to stop?”, he asked worriedly. “Did… did I hurt you?” Blyss immediately shook his head. No. Absolutely not. He… he wanted to feel more of that strange sensation. He needed it. Intensely. “N-no…”, he stuttered. “No, do… do that again… I- I do not know what it is, but…” He did not finish the sentence, staring at the ground with a confused look in his eyes.

The sailor’s worries changed into curiosity as he heard that, slowly reaching out to his fin again and stroking it. The merman let out a gasp as he felt his touch again, his tail tensing up and swishing around as his eyes rolled back. Miguel raised his eyebrows. “Is… is this good?”, he asked, eager to find out why his companion was reacting like this. “What are you… feeling, exactly?”

Blyss began to breathe shakily, a few indistinguishable whimpers escaping him as he began to feel a throbbing sensation near the front side of his tail, close to where his upper body began. He… he had never felt that before. He did not know what it was. Whatever it was though… it was absolutely fantastical. He squeezed his eyes shut, clenching his jaw. “Nnngh… Yes… It… it feels good…”, he managed to groan in between gasps, his hands bawling up into fists as he leaned on them. “I- I don’t know what I am feeling… I- I-” He completely froze up as Miguel applied more pressure, his pupils narrowing as his tail began to violently shake. “Ah- Ahhhh…”

Miguel froze in place as he heard that soft moan escaping the merman. His eyes widened in realisation as he finally came to understand what Blyss was experiencing right now.

…Was… was he sexually stimulating him?

The sailor went completely red in the face as he made the realisation, his trembling fingers resting against the merman’s back. Oh god. Was Blyss even… aware of the connotations that this had?

“Blyss… um…”, he stammered, flustered beyond belief as he hid his face. “…Are you all right with me specifically… doing this to you?”

The merman looked at him, confused. What… did he mean by that…? Did he know something about this whole thing that he himself didn’t?

“…I- I don’t understand…”, he replied, before letting out another whimper as the pleasure he was feeling was becoming harder and harder to contain. He was not used to constantly gasping like this, but it felt like it was the only way he could release all these things he was feeling.

…The longer he thought about it, though… Yes, he was comfortable with Miguel doing this to him. If anything… he wouldn’t want anyone other than Miguel to touch him like this. To have him vulnerable like this. And the fact that he could feel that it were his hands that were making him feel this way… he had no words to describe it. It made him feel loved by him. Even if it was only his imagination.

“…I do”, he said suddenly, his eyes widening in realisation. “…I- I am all right… with you… doing this… I don’t know what this is, but… I want you to do it… M-Miguel… No one else… Just you…” He turned around to face the sailor, staring into his brown eyes as the other kept his hands resting around his fin. “…Please…”

Miguel began to blush, the butterflies in his stomach flaring up as he saw Blyss’ intensely blue eyes staring at him. Softly beginning to stimulate the merman’s back fin again, he could not help but feel his heart go all aflutter as he gazed at the other’s face, seeing just how much he was making him feel things as he saw his eyes roll back and his cheeks flush.

“A-ahhhhh…”, Blyss moaned again, tears slowly beginning to stream down his face as he did not know how to handle all these raw emotions. “Aaahhhh… M-Miguel… What… what are you- doing to me-” He clenched his jaw and clutched onto the other’s body, the throbbing sensation he was feeling earlier getting more and more intense as he felt something… slip out under there.

The sailor’s eyes widened in surprise as he stared down at the front of the merman’s tail, seeing some of his scales slowly shifting away as two… phallic looking organs started to extend from his body.

…This surprise got only more intense as he realised that those were Blyss’ genitalia.

The merman did not quite know why, but he felt the extreme desire to have this protrusion from his body… touched. He threw his head back, growling softly as he felt this need getting stronger and stronger, his eyes rolling back into his head as the urge completely overtook him. “A-ahhh…”, he stammered, panting heavily. “Miguel, I-”

He was completely overtaken by his instincts as he lunged forward, biting into Miguel’s shoulder with his sharp teeth as he thrust his hips against his body. He could hear the sailor let out a yelp as his tail began to coil around the other’s legs, enveloping him with his body as he pushed him down to the ground and leaned over his body. Miguel kept touching his fin. Touching him. He wanted him to never stop. The pleasure was becoming too much to handle. He needed to release it. He started to moan loudly, his chest heaving up and down as he wrapped his arms around the sailor’s body and thrust again. He had to thrust. It was the only way he could let all these sensations escape from his body.

Miguel’s eyes widened in surprise as he felt Blyss’ tail rubbing against his body, sweat running down his face as he saw the bite mark that the merman had left on his shoulder. He seemed an entirely different person… it was as if he was acting purely instinctual.

…And then it hit the sailor.

…Blyss was trying to mate with him.

For some reason, he… did not mind that.

He threw himself back on the rocks, holding the merman’s head in one hand and taking his trousers off with the other. He wanted to feel his bare skin against Blyss’. His eyes rolled back in pleasure as he felt it, his legs wrapping around the merman’s tail as their bodies became tangled up with each other, both men panting heavily as sweat ran down their skin. He let out a yelp, feeling his cock rubbing against Blyss’ claspers and experiencing immense amounts of pleasure from it.

Tears began to stream down Miguel’s face.

He did not quite know why.

This was not his first time being sexually intimate with someone. Far from it, actually. He had shared the bed with many a girl when he would go on land, back the Diablo had still been a pirate ship. But it had never felt as special as this felt.

…This time, he truly enjoyed it.

“Blyss…”, he sobbed, tears stinging in his eyes as he stared at the merman’s face. “Blyss, I… I…” The other groaned loudly, letting his forehead rest against the sailor’s. Miguel closed his eyes, running his fingers over Blyss’ cheeks as he let out a sniffle. “…Blyss…”, he stammered softly. “…I think I- I love you…”

The merman let out a gasp, breaking through his instincts as he heard those words. “I- I…”, he stammered, clenching his jaw as he cupped the sailor’s face with his webbed hands. A single tear ran down his cheek.

“…I love you too…”

As soon as he had said those words, he cried out loudly, feeling himself spill all over Miguel’s body as his pleasure reached its climax. He gasped, slumping down as he was left completely overwhelmed by all the raw emotions. “Haaa… I…”, he panted, coiling up to the sailor as he leaned closer to his face. “…I feel… alive…”

He stared up at Miguel’s face, tears stinging in his eyes as he moved closer to his lips.

“I feel… happy…”

And then the sailor kissed him.

Blyss began to cry loudly, a river’s worth of tears streaming down his face as they locked lips. Miguel’s lips were as warm as sunshine. Their softness was something the merman had never experienced before. He just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed as the sailor held him, running his arms over his back.

Eventually, he broke out of the kiss, his tired eyelids drooping down as he let his head rest against Miguel’s chest. “…Do you know how rare this is, captain…?”, he asked, running his fingers over the sailor’s arms. “…A merman falling in love?” Miguel softly kissed Blyss’ forehead, looking at him fondly. “…I thought that it was impossible for a long time”, he eventually said. The merman nodded. “…So did I”, he said. “We don’t cry, we don’t love, we don’t feel emotions like humans do… Except for me, apparently… I suppose that’s why the others always thought me an oddball.”

The sailor held him protectively, shaking his head. “Blyss, you’re not an oddball”, he said. “You’re special. They’re different things. And I… I love you for being like… well, you. So please remember that whenever you think of your kin shunning you, all right? That was their fault, not yours.”

Blyss smiled softly. “…That’s the first time someone has ever told me that”, he said. “…You know, Miguel… I have already been deserted by them… I would much rather stay with you instead.”

The sailor blushed, before nodding and closing his eyes as he lay there with the merman. He was completely right. Miguel felt the same way. Both outcasts… but they could find comfort in each other.

“You know, Blyss… I would much rather stay with you, as well.”

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