Mermaid husband

Request: What about a husband merman x chubby reader?...like he loves to bathe her, shower her with gifts he's found from 'human land', they have they're own home in a cave, hes always there to please reader, reader is feeling horny?, hes eating her out, reader is sad, he smothers her in kisses, just something lovely.

Merman x chubby fem!reader || oral sex, softness || tw: internalized fatphobia

Merman husband who enjoyed your human-ness more than you ever thought possible.

He enjoyed showing you all his hoard, you even joked he acted like a dragon more than he acted like a merman. He showed you all the treasures and tiny trinkets he found in the depths of the ocean. And sometimes you had to hold your tears back because what he considered treasures were just trash that humans threw into the ocean, completely obvious to the lives of all creatures there. But as soon as he saw you choked out or a tear ran down your cheek, he was there to kiss it better, to smother you with kisses until you were giggling and telling him to back off. He never did. He only hugged your luscious body to his and caressed every inch of your big body.

And even when you thought he would be repulsed by your body fat, he was more than happy to prove you wrong. He loved how you looked, he enjoyed your curves and fat, soft skin and squeeze-ness. He loved every single centimeter of your body and never let you forget about it.

As soon as he saw you changing, he was hard and aching, asking you to please help him with pouty lips that easily turned into a smirk. He liked to lay back on the rocks of your back porch, right at the edge of the sea, as you lazily sucked his cock until he was whimpering and asking you for more. Sometimes you complied and allowed him to come down your throat, sometimes you rode him until he was thrashing his long scaly tail as you took your pleasure, but other times… Other times you made sure to drag it as long as possible, liking the power it gave you to have such a vicious sea predator under you and begging.

And didn’t fall short on giving you pleasure either. If you so much of mentioned you wanted some action, he was ready to fall to your feet, his long tongue and sharp fangs gracing your pussy as he drove right in. He enjoyed eating you out more than any human ever did. He liked to spend hours buried between your thighs, using your legs as “earmuffs” as he liked to say. And he was so damn good at it. He made you come over and over, his grills allowing him to never come back for air as he consumed every little drop of juices that left your aching pussy. Every time it was like he was a starving man and you were the last meal on earth, and fucking goddess if you didn’t love that.

All and all, he wasn’t like anything you expected him to be. When you first found him on the shore, you thought he was a big fish, but when you saw his upper half and how fucking pretty he was, you fell for him instantly. You never thought you’d be one of those people who would fall in love at first sight, and with a monster nonetheless, but there you were, living in a cave with your gorgeous merman husband. Life was weird like that sometimes, making you find somebody who was even better than you expected… someone like him.