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Mira wasn't in her room. She wasn't at the library—unless she'd broken in while it was closed, which he doubted. Ty was officially out of ideas. He knew a couple of her friends, but not well enough to know where any of them lived.
The creature worked a third tentacle inside him while he walked. He had to go bow-legged, like some idiot pretending to be a cowboy. As he wandered listlessly away from the darkened library, he leaned his weight against a lamppost and struggled to catch his breath. Each thrust made him rock back and forth on his toes. He hoped like hell no one else was wandering around campus this late.
"Ty? Is that you?"
"Why," Ty whined under his breath. Then he forced himself to straighten up and look his old calc professor dead in the eyes. "Hi, Mr. Therius."
"Are you alright, lad?"
Mr. Therius didn't have any kind of accent, so Ty had no idea why he liked to call everyone lad. "Yep," he grunted, wishing that the creature had picked any other time to start stroking his dick again. "Totally fine."
"You're sure? You look a little flushed."
"Just a bit drunk." Ty was pretty sure he could say that. He was twenty-two and basically graduated at this point. "I'm heading back to my room now."
"Would you like me to walk you there? I'm not sure I trust your legs at the moment."
You probably shouldn't. "No! No, that's okay. Th—ah!" One of the tentacles spilled itself inside him. "Um. Thanks anyway!"
Mr. Therius gave Ty a very odd look, but let him sprint away down the path. He didn't head back to his dorm—he didn't dare, at this point. How was he supposed to climb back through the window like this? Not to mention he was hard again, and the area around the Eta Omega house was bound to be crowded with the party going on.
So instead, Ty veered off towards the only place he knew for a fact would be empty. The woods. Mira always said they were practically deserted after sunset, mostly because there weren't any lights and most people didn't want to fuck around with flashlights. He stumbled across the north parking lot and blundered in mostly blind.
The moon was out, at least, and the path was strewn with gravel. Some of it must have been quartz or something, because it caught the light and picked out the way he was supposed to go. Ty limped along, no longer bothering to hide the way his hips twisted every time the creature thrust into him. He moaned. First softly, then much louder.
Deciding he'd gone far enough, he collapsed onto a fallen log. If the creature even noticed him sitting down, it didn't show it. Just kept on fucking him right through the tree trunk. "Fuck," Ty groaned. He reached down to palm his dick. A tentacle caught his wrist and yanked it away.
"Hey!" he blurted. The creature grabbed his other arm and forced them both behind his back. It stopped stroking him, leaving his cock twitching uselessly in his pants.
"So that's how you want to play it, huh?" Ty arched his hips and gasped as one of the tentacles kneaded his prostate. "Mmh. Cute how you think I have any shame at this point."
He let his head fall back. "Please," he whimpered, spreading his legs wider. "Take me, fuck me harder!" It squirmed inside him, rubbing him all over, leaving him desperate and panting. "Touch me, please, touch my dick!"
A tentacle wrapped around his cock and gave him three firm strokes. Ty shuddered, his toes curling as he braced himself for the peak—and it let go.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned.
It teased him mercilessly. Sometimes it would massage his prostate with one tentacle and fuck him on the others, and sometimes it would play with his dick. Sometimes it would slap his ass and thighs until they trembled. Every time, it drove him right up to the edge and left him aching and whimpering.
"Please, please I need it!"
A tentacle squeezed his balls. He bucked, which only made it tug harder, and cried out. "Come on," he sobbed, not even caring anymore that he was almost shouting. "Please, just let me— fuck!"
His eyes, which had started to flutter shut, snapped open at the sound of footsteps. Running footsteps. "Shit!" he hissed. "Someone's coming!" Ty struggled, but the creature wouldn't let go of his hands. He couldn't even cover his straining erection.
"I'm fine!" he called out desperately. "You don't have to—" The creature grabbed his dick, and he bit down on a garbled scream.
Light filtered through the trees, blinding after being in the dark so long, and Ty squinted. "It's not what it looks like," he started to say.
"Oh god, Ty!"
Mira. He slumped bonelessly against the tentacles holding his wrists. Thank fuck.
She skidded to a stop in front of him, her face deathly pale. "I thought it didn't—" Mira cut herself off and crouched down, peering anxiously into his face. A little orb of light hovered over her shoulder. "Are you hurt?"
He shook his head. "Just— ahh... Just close. It won't let me come."
"It?!"
Ty nodded. "It found me, after you left." His face flushed having to explain it, and the creature must have noticed because it started to tease his dick again. "It's inside me," he whimpered. "Made me—made me come in front of everyone. I had to pretend I was sick so they wouldn't realize." In the haze of his arousal, he expected Mira to laugh. To tease him, maybe make him tell her exactly what the creature was doing to him.
Instead, she started to cry. "I'm so sorry!" She knelt down and tugged at his shirt. "I can undo it, I swear, I just need to—" Her breath hitched, and she choked on the words.
Ty's stomach dropped. Cold dread washed over him, dousing his lust and finally sending the creature a message it could actually understand. It retreated from him, leaving only a single tentacle looped around his middle and a phantom trail of its fluids down his legs.
"Hey," he said, taking Mira by the shoulders. "I'm okay. I promise. I got caught up, sorry."
"I should have done this before I left," she snarled, clearly furious with herself. "I'm so stupid, spells are always more dangerous when they don't work right." She reached for the symbols on his chest, but he caught her hand before she could touch them.
"Wait."
She looked up at him, clearly petrified. "I know you don't want me to do anything else, but I have to fix it!"
"Not yet." He gave her hand a squeeze. "It feels good. I like it."
Mira stared at him. "But—"
"Sure, I could have done with it being a little less... public." Ty flushed. "But it's... it's hard to explain, but I think it can feel what I feel. It knows what I like, and what I don't want, but it doesn't get the difference between what I want and what I actually want to do, you know?"
"No?!"
He hung his head. "It was hot, okay? Being helpless like that in front of a crowd. I knew I'd probably regret it after, but it doesn't seem like this thing understands stuff like that. It just knew that I wanted to keep going. Even if I shouldn't have... I liked it." He grinned. "But, now I'm not in front of a crowd, so..."
A tentacle trailed over his nipple. He inhaled sharply, arching his back into the touch. "More," he sighed, partly for the creature that couldn't understand him anyway, but mostly for Mira. "Fuck my ass— oh!"
They pushed in, all three of them at once this time. Together they were much thicker than a cock. Ty rocked back into them, clenching down and muffling a gasp. "It's got so many tentacles," he told her, his flush deepening. "There's three of them inside me... I'm such a mess, it already came in me a few times."
She gaped at him, clearly fighting with a blush of her own. Her hand twitched towards the bottom of her skirt. The instant she noticed what she was doing, she snatched it away.
"It's okay," Ty said. He moaned softly as the tentacles flexed, stretching him open even wider. "I'm like porn for you, right?"
"Ty..."
His eyes fluttered halfway closed. "Like a toy for you to play with." He tried to grab his dick again, and whimpered when the creature restrained him.
Mira's throat bobbed as she swallowed. "What's it doing?"
"It won't let me touch myself." He whined, his hips stuttering against empty air. "Won't let me come. I need it so bad, it hurts."
"Fuck." She slipped a hand under her skirt. "You poor thing..."
He could feel her eyes on him, hot and prickling. "There's another tentacle. Just... just rubbing my asshole, making me wait before it—" Ty made a keening sound when it pushed inside.
"Can I?" Mira reached for the button of his jeans with her free hand.
"Please," Ty sobbed. His dick flopped out the moment she drew down the zipper, stiff and aching and covered in flimsy pink fabric. Mira stared.
"You wore the lingerie."
"Shouldn't have," Ty mumbled. "Kept getting distracted, even before this."
She tugged his jeans down to his ankles, then peeled away the gauzy underwear. "I can see it," she whispered. "How stretched you are."
His cock bobbed against his stomach. "Do you like it? Watching it wreck me?"
Mira took a great, shuddering breath. Her hand moved frantically under her skirt.
"There's more. Two of them. It's gonna make me take them both. I'm so stuffed, Mira, I can't—!" He whimpered through the stretch.
This, it seemed, was the last straw. Mira ground herself against her hand and moaned. The sound shot through Ty like a lighting bolt. He'd never heard her make a noise like that before, and it made him desperate for more. "Wanna get you off," he panted. "Wanna be a good toy for you. Tell me how, please!"
She was too far gone to hesitate. "Can you struggle? Fight to close your legs, like you want to hide what it's doing to you."
Ty tried to slam his knees shut. It was no use—all he could do was clamp down on the mass of tentacles pumping into his asshole. More of them seized his ankles and yanked them apart, spreading them wide for her. He was helpless to get loose. Helpless to cover himself.
Mira moaned again, louder this time. He could hear the sound of her working her fingers inside herself. Her thighs shook. She kept her eyes fixed between his legs, staring into his gaping hole.
"It's coming again," Ty groaned. "Inside me. Making me take it."
Mira gasped and pitched forward, grabbing his knee for balance as she rocked herself through her orgasm.
"Am I a good toy?" Ty shivered, the heat of her touch prickling against his flushed skin.
"You're such a good toy," she said, breathless. "On your back. Keep your legs spread."
He leaned back. Mira tugged his shirt the rest of the way off and tucked it under his torso. Ty's ass was already bright red from rubbing against the rough bark. She let it stay bare. His legs spread open, feet planted on the forest floor. Mira slotted herself between them, trailing a hand down his stomach.
"I think it's bigger. How many loads did it put in there, exactly?"
Ty wriggled with embarrassment. "I don't know. I'm not sure how much leaked out, but—" Another rush of heat flooded his asshole, and he flushed. "A lot."
She rested both hands on his belly. "Every time it uses you, I want you to say what you are out loud for me."
Ty didn't even get to nod before he felt another tentacle pump itself into his ass. "I'm a toy," he said. Three more tentacles started rubbing his rim, making his voice wobble.
"Good." Already that was enough to make Ty's head roll back in bliss—but then he felt something soft brush against the tip of his cock. His eyes snapped open.
"M-mira?" he stammered.
"Is this okay?" She was so close he could feel the heat of her breath on him.
Ty struggled for a moment to think of a stronger word than, "Yes!"
She licked along his shaft, and paused when he jumped. "Ty?"
"It's—it's putting more inside. Three, I don't how I can—" He arched into the hot, stinging thrust of them. Combined they had to be thicker than a fist, now. Most of them resumed their steady rhythm. One did not. It pressed inside him, hard and fast at first, then slower as it pushed past all the others. "It's going deeper." Mira mouthed at his tip and the world went briefly out of focus.
The splash of come inside him brought it back. "I'm a slut," Ty said, just to try it out. Mira squeezed his ass and swallowed him.
"Fuck!" he blurted. "I can't, I'm gonna—"
Mira pulled back. "Do not come."
Ty thrashed so violently that the creature had to pin him down. "I'm a horny bitch," he choked out as it filled him. "I'm a fuckhole."
She pressed down on his stomach. "You're getting bigger. Feel it."
He did. His hands came down beside hers, pinkies touching, and so they felt it together. Something pushed up from the other side, a tentacle that had wriggled so deep into Ty that he couldn't even feel it anymore. If Mira hadn't forbidden it, that would have been enough.
Ty was so bloated he couldn't see her once she ducked her head and took him back into her mouth. "I'm stuffed... I'm too full..." The deepest one came. He could feel the steady pulse of its load beneath his hands. "I'm ruined."
Mira rolled her tongue down his dick, over and over, until a stream of hoarse, animal grunts spilled out of him. As if this was some kind of signal, the creature tensed. The tentacles fucking Ty pressed as deep as they could go, and the ones holding him down drew away. And then, together, they spurted.
"I'm yours!" Ty shouted as his stomach bulged. "Yours," as hot slime spattered across every inch of him. "Yours," over and over, as he writhed in the sticky mess.
Mira snapped her fingers.
A dam burst. Ty convulsed, his knee banging into Mira's elbow as he jolted off the log. She gagged. Pinned him down, her fingers digging into his hips. He shouted it one more time, screamed it, "Yours!" and went limp. She swallowed his release, letting him soften in her mouth before gently pulling away.
For a long moment, the only sound was their harsh breathing. Then Mira plopped down beside him and reached for his chest. "Unless you want to go again...?"
He shook his head. "Not right now. Can't feel my toes." Part of that might be because he was naked in a forest at night, but never mind.
Mira smudged away the design she'd painted. The last tentacle that had wrapped itself around Ty's middle slithered away. "Wow," he sighed. "Wow. That was... holy shit."
She leaned over him. "Ty?"
"Hm?"
"I really am sorry."
"What?" He squinted up at her. "Why?"
"I should have stayed with you. Made sure you were okay, after the spell didn't do what I thought it did."
"Why did you leave?"
"I just—I really wanted it to work, that's all. But I must have messed up the symbol."
"It did work, though."
"No, it didn't. It's supposed to take you all the way into the sensual plane. That thing shouldn't have been able to touch you while your mind was here."
"Well, it worked out."
"That's not the point, Ty." Mira hugged her arms around herself. "You could have gotten really hurt. And it would have been my fault, because I tried to do magic drunk like an idiot."
"But... why?" He shifted so he could see her better, wincing a bit when his sore ass dragged against the bark. "We had plans for tomorrow. Why not do it then?"
She looked away. "I wanted to do something new. Something special. I didn't want you to get bored."
"...Bored?" He wrinkled his nose. "Of having all my wildest fantasies played out with magic?"
"You didn't want to do it tonight. I thought you'd realized you liked the Eta Omega parties better."
"What?" Ty laughed. "Mira, I went to the party because I'm not going to see those guys again after school ends."
"You're not going to see me, either."
"Huh?"
She stared at him. He stared at her.
"Ty. You haven't said a single thing to me about what your plans are after graduation."
"I don't really have plans. I just want to move to Vesdale with you." He blanched. "Not, like, with you, with you—unless that's okay, or, uh..."
"What? Why didn't you tell me?!"
"I did! I was like, hey, Mira, if I'm in the city can we hang out? And you said yeah."
"That's not—" She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Look, I can't... I don't know if that's a good idea."
"Oh." He sat up. It didn't do anything to dislodge the stone in his gut.
"I just..." Mira groaned and put her head in her hands. "I don't think I could deal with that. This thing we're doing, it means something different to me than it does to you."
"You mean... the game?"
She peeked at him through her fingers. "It's not a game to me. You're not porn, Ty. I have feelings for you."
Ty's chest lurched. "What? You never said anything like that."
"I didn't want to lose what we already had. Then I was going to talk to you about it tonight, since we were both leaving anyway, and then... plans changed. It started to feel like it wasn't meant to be." She shrugged. "I mean, we've been having sex for almost a year. It seemed like something should have clicked by now."
"Uh, no we haven't?"
Mira stared at him. "What the fuck else did we just do two minutes ago?"
"That wasn't—okay, I mean, the like..." Ty flushed. "The blowjob was new. But that's more, you know, fooling around type stuff. The rest is all fantasy. And getting off, I guess."
"Ty." Mira massaged the bridge of her nose. "What do you think sex is?"
He made a circle with one hand, and poked a finger through it.
"That's not—I don't even—you're literally bisexual!"
"The hole doesn't have to be a vagina," he said defensively. "I just—we don't even touch each other, usually."
"Do you want to?"
"Uh." He swallowed, his breath hitching as Mira leaned closer. "The blowjob was nice. Really nice. I didn't know you knew how to do that."
"I don't, you're just easy to please." She steeled herself. "Do you want to fuck me?"
Ty froze. The moment she said it, he couldn't help picturing it—bracing himself on top of her, watching her hair pool on the pillow... that was kind of good. But being inside her? He recoiled.
"Okay," she said, her eyes dropping to the ground.
"No!" Ty grabbed her arm. "It's not—listen, I'm still figuring out how I feel. I don't want to do that with you." Upon further consideration, he made a face. "I don't think I want to do it with anyone anymore. It's... okay, I guess, but it's not what I like. I like this." He laced their fingers together. "I like you."
Her mouth twisted like she was too scared to smile. "Even though I accidentally sicced a sex monster on you?"
"Are you kidding? That was a bonus."
The corners of her mouth twitched, just a little. Ty leaned forward, hesitated just long enough for her to wrap her arms around his neck, and kissed her. He never got to see her grin—but he felt it. He decided that was much better.