Helping tentacles

A/N: Happy New Year!!!

Tentacle-monster x transmasc!reader || tentacle sex, shower sex

“Oh fuck!” You scream as your monster boyfriend appears behind you in the shower.

At first you thought he could materialize, but nope, he just likes to go through the pipes better than walking, you don’t know why, but he does it all the time. Especially if it means he can spy on you in the shower. And you… you lowkey love it. You love how he likes to observe your body, always complimenting every part of you that you felt weird about. His slimy tentacles reaching out to touch every inch of your body, paying especial attention to your chest scars and t-dick. Until you are panting and he’s chuckling about how needy you are.

And this time it’s not different.

His tentacles climb your legs until his big body is wrapped around yours. His soft mouth is sucking on your neck as your legs give out under you. But he holds you up, his tentacles cradling you against his chest as his slime covers your wet body. You feel drenched, your hole asking for attention as he continues caressing your body until you are whimpering with need.

Only when you are a pleading mess, he relents and touches your t-dick, the suckers at the tip of his tentacles latching to it and driving you into a messy orgasm in seconds. He laughs cruelly at you, whispering nasty things into your ear as you feel the biggest of his tentacle probe your hole. His upper tentacles embrace you from behind, caressing your chest scars until they are sensitive and you are gasping for air.

And then he pushes inside of you, fucking in and out your body like a madman, his tentacles all over and your head thrown back in a silent scream. He knows how to use his tentacles to drive you completely wild, your hole twitching around his length as he whispers praises and tells you how hot you are, how warm inside and how he loves every single inch of your body. It’s exhilarating and maddening, and you are approaching what feels like an earth shattering orgasm.

He groans behind you, a low grunt that makes your body boil and throws you over the edge at the same time you feel the first shot of come inside your body. He comes so much you are surprised you aren’t bulging with it, but his morning cheerful self breaks you out of your orgasm bliss.

“Come on, I’ll help you with your T-gel, my sweet human,” he whispers as he pulls out, a gush of come leaving your gaping hole and making you whimper. That’s so fucking hot.

You wash your body as best as you can as fast as you can and exit the shower, offering your naked body to him. He carefully applies the T-gel, massaging it into your skin as your body goes lax against his tentacles. He’s so good at that, fuck, you feel like you could go to sleep right about now.

But as soon as he’s done, he’s releasing your body and telling you something about going to work. “Wash your tentacles!” You remind him as he disappears through the drain again, leaving your body sated and lax right there..

You can hear him chuckling in there as he answers something like: “I know, I know…” His tone amused.

Damn… You love that weird slimy creature.