Seogori
A tale of a sea-dweller and a tyrant.
Written by socialPariah
Our story begins, many sweeps ago. In the deepest regions of Enhkathom, in a little place known simply as Ajektah. Where an unfortunate young low blood, by name or rather curse Eridan Ampora.
In this land from which he hailed, he was of the lowest breed of creature. Barely even considered a troll. Which was a pity, it allowed the most terrible fate which could befall any wriggler. Besides being used for live dissection.
This...place, was all that he knew. These darkened walls and screens which blocked his view and the outside's view from him. It was basically a temple to all that was wrong in the world, but given he was raised in it. The district of Maeidna So'joru wasn't really a district within Ajektah at all. But rather a massive collection of stone buildings, in which extremely pitiable or envied individuals were taken from their lusus at hatching and raised here.
Naturally to serve as the next generation of well educated concubines for royals who fancied such things. Very few of them were lowbloods like himself, but even among those kind and higher castes he was heralded as "special" since unlike the other glaring individuals, he had been taken specifically for Someone. Rather than whom ever came along to buy them, or worse still get screwed and deported to the "used" area.
Which would be an even more terrible fate, given you were pretty much anyone's game then. So really among all the other poor souls damned to this asylum of lust, Eridan was actually quite fortunate. Despite the fact that, well he had never met the supposed warlord who had bought him at hatching and that also meant if he wasn't "up to par" he'd probably be culled...
Ah anyway, onto the general happenings of this damned place. Being more rigorously trained than the other to-be sluts. Meant that he was woken up a good bit earlier than the others for lessons which were mostly comprised of learning how to boil and pour tea correctly, sitting properly, writing, reading, proper enunciation...On the subject of that horrendous lesson, if you didn't do exactly what they told you to do...Well since they did not want to damage the final product too much, you generally got a good few whacks with a thin strip of fresh cut bamboo.
And let Eridan tell you it hurt like...Well...erm...The dickens, not swearing was another thing they generally tried to instill in him, but still due to this odd waver in his voice. He got several welts on upon his back every time he was not completely focused on his work.
Now if you wanted to get on the subject of his younger days, he just turned seven sweeps about a perigree ago, and had gotten a very nice tortoise shell comb to put his overly long hair up in. And to be quite frank it looked nice in his opinion.
Sure they referred to the sea-dweller as male, but he was slender, raised as, and behaved like a near perfect lady. He was instructed as such that was for sure, he didn't fancy taking an actual whipping or having splinters shoved underneath his claws over some superficial gender identity. If he was to be a lady, well...curse him. He would be!
As concerning his appearance, when he was very young. His talon bones had been shattered and the arches of his feet bound when they were developing so they would match the rest of his already petite figure. Not that he minded, they had healed very well and now being a very lucky violet blood indeed. Possessed slender talons as well as claws.
Their dress code was pretty simple. Look pretty that was about it, given he was basically already bought and paid for. Eridan prided himself on wearing as much of his blood color as remotely possible. The proper name of the clothing would be a ofurisode, his sleeves reached the floor. But after sweeps of wearing them, he found it very easy to walk and preform what was needed of him without tripping over the darn things. Though the best thing about the clothing which he wore, was he didn't have to learn to walk properly in geta. But instead they were traded for slippers, so this made movement much easier.
Besides, when came the day when he was to actually meet this royal. He would be dressed in a far more complex garment by name of Junihitoe. Which, his favorite folding fan which was decorated with sea horses and waves. Would come in handy considering if things didn't go well the twelve lair garment may possibly give him heatstroke.
In Eridan's opinion the only reason they bothered to instruct him so harshly is, well one they had been given strict instructions to leave him untouched in any sexual fashion, apparently the being who desired him had a few kinks in that area and they had quite a bit of money placed on this sea dweller. So he had better be perfect.
His room like many was mostly Machiya screens all around, but whenever someone came in he naturally was obscured behind a Kicho. Sitting properly with his feet tucked underneath him and his claws upon his knees. Patiently waiting for them to leave so he could go back to doing what ever idle task had distracted him for the vaguest of seconds.
Besides his favorite pillow to kneel on when writing, there was a table, his bed which was really a bunch of pillows under a tucked in blanket, and matting on the floor so he didn't get dirty walking on the stone. But there was a lack of windows which was somewhat depressing. Though he had lightened up the atmosphere by hanging a few flower prints upon his walls.
This particular day, he found himself trying to focus entirely on some sort of novel concerning logical reactions to certain situations. While still trying to get the hang of using some sort of weird western invention called a "fork" to eat the red-pepper fried rice which had been brought to him a few minutes prior.
He had just nearly done it correctly when one of the many servants came in unannounced and startled him, though they could not see it. He was glaring VERY hard at that kicho, when they spoke in a hurried but hushed tone.
"You need to come with me, make haste violet blood with what ever holds you. The daimyo has come at long last to see you."
Eridan sighed and stood abandoning the novel and his uneaten food as much as his stomach protested, so he snatched his fan and shoved the kicho away before unfolding it to properly hide most of his visage from the servant. Well it was probably a good thing that he did, considering the Aquarius was gritting his fangs with near chipping force. Mostly from nervousness and slight anger.
The sea dweller knew they could have spared him a few more minutes to eat, considering before he was to go and meet his "owner", he was to be given a bath. Which wasn't entirely unpleasant, being cleaned with rose and lilac soap was the best thing anyone could ask for. But after getting dried off on came that blasted junihitoe, though every layer of it was either a various shade of yellow and then black. So one could easily make the figurative analysis that he "gleamed like the sun," which was true. The light reflected off of him which was a little odd and blinding.
But after having his hair put up in a bun, held in place with his new comb. Gilded slippers with the insignia of Gemini were placed upon his feet and too a new room he was lead. This room was about, twenty five paces wide and thirty long. All carved out of stone with short steps leading down to an area enclosed by a series of twelve screens made of silk, all of which were yellow. As he tread quietly down there, with the fluffy bedding upon the floor. It too was yellow, jeeze who could possibly love yellow this much?
Remembering the briefest instruction he had on correctly mating, he made himself comfortable in the fluff loosening the obi which kept his garments tight upon him. Making sure to lay on his back with his legs halfway crossed.
A good few minutes later when he lay trembling from cold and nervousness behind these many screens, the door to the chamber swung open once more. Allowing a figure to block out the white light streaming into the darkness. But Eridan couldn't see a thing, all he had heard was the door open. With the screens hiding him as usual and one of his junihitoe sleeves coverings his eyes. It would prove fruitless to even look.
The Aquarius did not dare to even look til he felt the weight of the bedding shift to one side, even then he only peeked somewhat out and caught sight of an uchigatana, just the sheath mind you but still it was terrifying none the less. They had allowed an ARMED troll to come in here? What was this place coming too?
"Thleeping I thee." The figure rasped quietly, they had a slight lisp but it wasn't noticed for long. For a warm hand placed itself on Eridan's shoulder gently shaking him.
Saying nothing in reply the sea-dweller feigned waking up, shifting his sleeve so he could take a gander at the being touching him. Hmmmm, a Gemini. How did he guess? Not that bad looking a one either. Despite the weird bifurcated glasses, he seemed young. But two sets of horns was somewhat off putting, given the violet blood had never seen a gold blood in this place. He did not know of their duality traits.
"Well evening two you peathant-blood." Keeping with his current ideal of carefulness, said gold blood helped the drowsy ocean-born to sit up properly.
This allowed Eridan to inspect the other's clothing as well, it must be some time in the light cycle for the Gold blood was wearing an yukata of red and blue, which didn't make sense considering the violet blood's was like that of...well frankly a bee.
"E..vening to you as well." The ocean-born quietly answered back, keeping his eyes down cast simply out of respect. His accent was very difficult to control, but he was trying.
The Gemini took hold of one of the lesser being's hands in both his own inspecting it carefully with a nit-picky eye. "My name is Thollux, but ith Lord Captor two you." Aforementioned honey-blood stated, finding the other to be acceptable. But he was really looking all over the ocean-walker's form, being concerned with symmetry. Which he found that Eridan possessed, which was surprising considering he was a low born peasant.
"Very w...ell Lord Captor." Eridan resisted the urge to cover his eyes when he felt those warm claws slink across him to the already partially loosened obi, pulling it carefully so it caused his many robes to become slack. Finding it much easier now to reveal the soft, pale skin beneath. With simply a flick of his claws further, Sollux had the cloth spread open as those gold adored talons were grazing across his eye-pleasing whore's flesh.
These gentle aesthetically pleasing movements did not last long, for soon the comb which kept his hair in place was removed and cast elsewhere with a dull crack as it hit the stone. But Eridan did not have time to worry about his possibly broken present as his position was shifted suddenly, he had just been jerked forward by his horns and it caused him to whimper softly staring into the red and blue color of the royal's yukata.
Which much to the seadweller's surprise, the Gemini promptly undid it. Much to Eridan's horror, he apparently didn't care for undergarments. A slick red tentacle slid up the side of his face before poking at the entrance of his mouth. Despite the awfulness of this whole situation, it got much worse when a second one blue this time joined its ally and they forced their way into the ocean-born's cool maw.
Now his clothing coloration made a scary amount of sense...
Since the Aquarius was young, his fangs hadn't quite sharpened up to flesh splitting mettle. So it made for an obviously pleasant experience to have the dull bone rubbing against the squirmy flesh forcing his jaws open. Once of the royal's hands curled into his hair and coaxed him closer, as the bitter-sweet fluid continued to flood into his maw. Soon enough this Lord was purring and petting his new favorite's head, extremely pleased with its obedience. That was really all he sought in a slut., unquestioning yielding.
Despite being brought closer, Eridan couldn't quite choke down all of the wriggling hell that was within his maw. So he did the next most logical thing, allowing his own claws to curl around the neglected warmth, letting his slender fingers gently attempt to rub them both at the same time. This caused the gold blood above him to squirm where he was sitting and hiss quietly.
These movements continued for a good stretch of time, and the violet blood was thankful he didn't choke on the sudden discharge found in his maw. Though he did his best, shamefully enough. To consume as much of the Gemini's genetic material simply out of respect and its supposed healing properties.
But unfortunately for Eridan, Sollux wasn't quite finished yet. So while he was still on his knees trying to catch his breath as quietly as he could. The seadweller was suddenly shoved over onto his back again, the junihitoe falling further open and exposing his white lace undergarments which were noted with mild interest by the still incredibly aroused warmer blood above him.
The violet blood drew in a sharp breath when they were pulled from his limbs, the honey-blood taking their place between his legs pressing up against his nook with unbelievable heat. Obviously testing the slickness there, finding him suitable for habitation. Sollux let one hand grip the seadweller's shoulder to keep him from jerking as the other nudged the squirmy mess in the general direction of where they were supposed to go. But as the universe generally liked to do, it decided to screw Eridan over by making one squirm into his untouched nook and the other into his rear.
He wasn't given much time to brace himself, instead the Gemini suddenly slammed roughly into his chilly body. Which caused the Aquarius to cry out, tears spilling over to drip onto the already ruined bedding. This was agonizing, and the ocean-born was bleeding from both holes. Another ruination factor for his expensive garments.
Keeping one gilded hand on his concubine's shoulder, the other moved to one of its slender hips. As the psychic abilities within him awakened just a bit, so they could pull the sea dweller's arms up over his head and secure them there whilst Sollux continued to harshly fuck the violet blood into the fluff of the placed bedding, he didn't really care about the quiet whimpers which came from his prey. Or the way which it squirmed slightly trying to relieve the pressure or free its limbs.
If ANYTHING that just made the situation all the more attractive, the purple blush which had spread all across the peasant's body was just as lovely as the tears continuing to spill from his lovely eyes. The Gemini continued to jerk and squirm within the frigid body. But he decided to shift just a bit taking his claws from Eridan's now bleeding shoulder...Funny Sollux did not think he had been squeezing that hard, to shift the other thigh a bit so he could get a better and possibly deeper angle.
Which he indeed found and was incredibly pleased by, though right when Eridan believed all hope was lost. The gold blood shuddered suddenly and a flood of warm fluid spilled into both of his internal passage ways. But a strange bit of electrical energy jerked through the Aquarius's body, making his nook contract painfully around the girth within him. Causing aforementioned violet blood to loose his fluids twice in quick succession. Leaving him entirely lacking breath, unable to even whine as the psychic released him from those bonds and pulled out. Tying his yukata back in its proper place, before laying down next to the abused young one.
Sollux wrapped his arms around the Aquarius and pulled him on top of his warm body, supporting the weak one. Holding him as if the Gemini hadn't just torn his body and flooded him with its...reproductive juices...
The royal whispered tenderly in Eridan's ear, the sickening sweetness of it made his blood run cold.
"I think you will do jutht fine."
