Page 14 of Swimming in Grief (Monster Match season two)

Reuben

“I would very much like to kiss you.”

Glauruss’ words were only slightly louder than the thunk of waves against the hull of the boat. I stared back at him, my heart picking up in my chest. Glauruss was still holding my hand, and he pulled it away, holding his hands up. “But not if you don’t want it.”

Glauruss’ mottled, blue skin seemed to glow in the moonlight, making him look almost ethereal. I wondered if he looked like that underwater too when the sunlight touched him. I rose to my feet as I took a deep breath. I extended my hand to help him out of his chair. He took it, rising up until he was taller than me once more.

I know I moved first, because I was wondering how it would work with him not having lips. I took the sides of his jaw in between my hands, leaned in, and pressed a kiss to the lower part of his snout. I wasn’t sure if he could feel it or if I had done it right, but he inhaled softly and nuzzled back against my cheek. His snout was slick, but I could feel the strength behind it.

“Reuben,” he rumbled softly, and I could feel the vibrations against my neck. They traveled like fire licking up paper, through my arms, my torso, down between my legs. I felt desire there, warm and growing. I kissed him again, firmer this time. His arms went around me, his slick tentacle-like fingers pressing against my back as he held me close. I felt the beat of his heart against my own. I missed that feeling. I missed being touched.

“Take me to bed,” I said softly.

He looked down at me in surprise. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I said. “Please. I… I need this.”

He nodded and took both of my hands in his, guiding me to where a short stairwell went down. At the bottom was a door marked ‘Private.’ He opened it, flicked on the light, and led me inside.

The bedroom was small, the queen-size bed taking up most of the room in it. There was a shelf of books, a nightstand with the lamp on it that illuminated the small space, and a small TV mounted in one corner. There was a door leading to what I assumed was the bathroom.

Glauruss smiled, his teeth showing through just a bit. “I’m sorry it’s not much.”

I shook my head. “It’s great,” I said, kissing him again. I didn’t care what it looked like. I just wanted to be with him. I realized that I was the only one with clothes on here. I slid off my flip-flops, then my hoodie. My t-shirt came off next, leaving me bare-chested. Glauruss’ hands slid up, over the curves of my chest, down my stomach, following the little dark hairs. His fingers explored my skin, tracing the stretch marks and the rough patches with what almost felt like reverence. “I want to see all of you,” he murmured.

I reached down and slid both my sweatpants and my boxers down together, stepping carefully out of them. I was now standing naked by his bed, my heart racing, sure that he could hear it in the small space. “Is this all right?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said softly.

“I want to taste you.”

That request made me flush a little. I sat down on the edge of the bed. Glauruss lowered himself to his knees between my spread thighs, his fluttery fingers still tracing over my skin, as if following the lines of a map. He leaned in, his breath hot on my inner thighs. He slid his snout down, the cool top of it settling under my belly to lift it away from my cock that was now at full arousal. His tongue slid out and ran up the underside of my cock, making me shiver. His tongue was thick and long, and he wrapped it around me with surprising dexterity. It felt so good; I mumbled some nonsense sounds that neither one of us understood.

“Lie back, and put your legs on my shoulders,” he instructed.

I did as he said, lifting my legs up to drape over his shoulders and down his slick back. He slid his tongue down and lapped at my hole, making me squirm. “Do you like that?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. He swirled his tongue around several more times before his tongue moved over my balls, and then back up to encase my cock. One of his hands slid between my legs, and two of his fingers brushed over my hole. They were soft like feathers, the touches light and teasing, but I could still feel the strength behind them. His tongue stroked up and down over my cock as his fingers stroked and teased over me, not pressing in, just stimulating me and sending little bolts of pleasure through me. I knew I wasn’t going to last long like this as his other hand came up to squeeze lightly at my balls. “I… I’m gonna come,” I warned him, my fingers digging into the sheets beneath me.

His fingers and tongue only pressed harder, and I lost myself with a gasping cry of pleasure. His tongue rolled and lapped over me, cleaning up every drop as my cock pulsed with delicious overstimulation.

He finally pulled back, leaving me gasping on the bed like a landed fish. He carefully helped me lower my legs to the bed, stroking over my thighs with his soft hands. “Do you want more, baby?”

The pet name made me smile as I peeked open my eyes to gaze back at him. “I wanna make you feel good too. Join me?” I patted the spot next to me.

He nuzzled his snout into my knee before smiling, just the smallest hint of his sharp teeth showing. I slid back on the bed and shifted so I was lying on my back with my head on the pillow. Glauruss slid next to me, plastering his body against my side as one of his hands caressed up and down my chest and stomach.

He was surprisingly warm; I realized that he probably was a warm-blooded creature or at least could control his body temperature in some way, if he was used to diving into the cold, deep waters. His skin against mine was almost satiny, slick and smooth. A few areas had a rough feel to them, not quite scales, and nothing sharp besides his teeth. He was a sleek creature of the water, to be sure.

“I would like to see you, if that’s all right,” I said with a soft chuckle, my eyes dropping a little below his waist. I had never seen a monster’s dick before, let alone one who had two sets of genitals.

Glauruss laughed and nuzzled my neck before he sat up onto his knees. In between his legs was a small, smooth mound that reminded me of a Ken doll. I thought perhaps it would split open, so I was a little shocked when the mound actually folded upward, like lifting a door on a hinge. He seemed to tuck it into itself to keep it from coming down again. He did indeed have two sets of genitals, his erect cock coming from the top of the slit that seemed to be labial folds. He wasn’t overly large, a very average human size and shape, which I was a surprisingly grateful for, having imagined monsters to have ridiculous-sized dicks. He ran his hand down his cock, and I could see that it was sticky with natural lubrication.

“Can I touch it?” I asked curiously.

Glauruss nodded, and I sat up, reaching one hand to run up the underside of his dick, then over the head before sliding down again, dipping one finger in between the soft, damp folds, watching to make sure I didn’t do anything that hurt him. He just sighed in pleasure as my hand explored and stroked. “Do you have a preference of which you like to use?” I asked. He had told me some sea dragons had preferences.

He stroked a hand down my face, his fingertips curling in ways that normal fingers could not. “I prefer to use my dick, but I am happy to use either. Do you have a preference in bed?”

I flushed a little. “I… I actually prefer to be the bottom.”

He nuzzled into my neck again. “Perfect. What position is most comfortable for you to be in?”

The question surprised me, though it probably shouldn’t have. Kyle knew my preferences in bed from our years together. Being with a new partner who didn’t know my body that way was going to take some getting used to, but I appreciated very much that he asked. “I actually really like being on my side,” I said. “If that works.”

He nodded and gave my cheek a nuzzling kiss. “Absolutely. Do what you need to do.”

I rolled onto my side, adjusting my stomach and hips until everything rested comfortably, curling up my right knee to open myself up a little more. Glauruss’ wispy fingers dipped again in between my butt cheeks, and I could feel now that they were covered with something slick, probably his natural lube. One finger squirmed inside of me, so soft and flexible that it didn’t even twinge or burn. I moaned softly. “Yes...”

“Not hurting?” Glauruss asked.

“Not hurting,” I echoed back. I could feel the finger fluttering inside of me in a strange sensation I had never felt before. It tickled and teased, creating a feeling almost like an itch I couldn’t scratch as a second finger slid inside. I moaned again, my eyes closing at the delightful feeling. Despite having two fingers inside of me, they were so flexible and thin that it barely felt like fingers at all. “More,” I pleaded softly.

Glauruss laughed and nuzzled the back of my neck as a third finger slid inside of me, the ends curling to press against my inner walls. I gasped, my right arm moving up to grab his shoulder behind me. “All right?” Glauruss asked.

“Yeah. Really good,” I said. The fingers all moved differently inside of me, and my cock gave a little pulse between my legs, having recovered from my earlier orgasm. “Damn, that feels so good.”

“Should I make you come from this?” Glauruss asked, giving my shoulder an ever-so-gentle nip with his teeth.

“No,” I said, even though the idea was very appealing. “I want you inside of me.”

Glauruss nuzzled my shoulder, his fingers slowly sliding out of me. “Let me know if you need to stop.”

I nodded, my arm around his neck letting go so I could grip the pillow lightly. He lifted my curled right leg and draped it over his hip as I felt the head of his cock press against me, much firmer than his fingers had been. I breathed out, and the head pushed inside of me. I gasped, my leg squeezing on his. “All right?” he asked, stroking a hand down my chest again.

“Yes,” I said, tipping my head back under his chin. “Just go slow.”

He did, pressing his hips forward to slide further, opening me up around his cock that was also that silky sleekness of the rest of him. When he was all the way inside of me, his front plastered against my back, I let out a sigh of pleasure. The slight stretch and burn were familiar but also different; the shape and size were a little smaller than Kyle, but not unpleasant. His snout brushed over my back, up and down my neck and shoulders. “Doing all right?” he asked, his voice a low thrum.

“Yes,” I said, squirming a little to get my right hip comfortable, which made him hiss softly in pleasure as I shifted around him.

“Mmm, fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he murmured in my ear, the tip of his tongue brushing out to tickle the back of it. That made me laugh; my ears had always been a little sensitive. I could feel his smile as he stroked his tongue over my ear playfully, making me squirm again, writhing against his hips.

“Can I move?” he asked me, one hand stroking over my hip and then curling to rest on my stomach.

“Yes,” I moaned.

He began to roll his hips back and forth, his silky cock sliding back and forth inside of me. I could feel the wetness from his natural lube against the bottom of my butt cheeks as he moved. He started slow, stroking his hand over my chest and stomach, his flexible fingers curling around my nipples to caress them lightly, making my hips buck. I slid my hand down to my own cock, giving it a squeeze before starting to stroke myself as Glauruss rocked his hips into mine, faster now. “Yes, baby,” he purred, giving my ear a little nip. “Just like that.”

His cock sliding in and out of me felt so good, I didn’t want it to end. His hand running over my chest, hips, stomach, every touch so soft and loving, was all I wanted in this moment. He growled softly as he began to move faster, his hips slapping against mine with a wet sound in the dim room. My hand followed the speed, and within a few moments, I was coming, crying out in pleasure as I spilled over my own hand, my body clenching around him, which only made the pleasure spike more as he continued to thrust hard and fast into me, panting in my ear. His own hips bucked, and he let out a shout, releasing himself inside of me. I lay on my side still, twitching and shivering as my body processed the sensations, pulses of pleasure traveling over me as my body tightened and relaxed around him.

I sighed softly in pleasure, my eyes drifting closed as I basked in his touch on my skin. And then, I began to cry.