Top Harry Drabble: Harry/Orm Marius(Post Aquaman)
Chapter Summary: In which Orm Marius is a little curious about the karathen.
AN: In which I also reveal that monster fucking is one of my low key kinks.
You are curious. Not many Atlanteans are.
"How…" Orm trailed off as he hovered in the water before the great creature. The voice sounded old and male and Arthur hadn't said anything about the karathen being able to talk with anyone else.
The karathen rumbled lightly in what sounded like amusement before narrowing its dark eyes at him. A tentacle rose up and moved towards Orm, as if the karathen was waving. Another tentacle slipped around his waist, making his heart race in surprise. It was cold but smooth, sticking to his suit and curling around him.
Orm yelped as it held him tight, as it brought him closer to the karathen's mouth. The creature lowered its head towards him, its dark eyes peering at him in bemusement.
I will not hurt you, Atlantean. I am curious as well, to know the man who thought to become Ocean Master.
"How did my brother master you? It is-"
He did not master me, young one.
Orm frowned even as warmth echoed through him, as another tentacle arm pressed against his back, keeping him in place. For what he didn't know. The karathen had not moved from its position since Arthur's coronation last week and Orm had grown ever curious about the monster.
The tentacle arm at his back moved, slipping downward over his suit to his leg, and down to the bare skin at his ankle, leaving marks along its path. Orm startled at the sensation, at the feel of the cold arm curling around his foot. Another tentacle arm rose up from the karathen and wrapped around his neck and Orm yelped, attempted to swim back.
The karathen held on easily, its dark eyes staring down at him in what almost looked like… hunger. Orm's heart sped up at the sight, staring up at the huge monster.
"Then what? I am not food to you, monster. Let me go."
You are not food but you are… amusing. It has been a while since I have been able to tolerate an Atlantean. King Atlan provided me with a confidant and now your brother fills that slot.
"Then let me go. I am not my brother and nor do I want to-"
Another tentacle arm rose and joined the others, landing on his chest and pressing him backwards into the embrace of the last one. It slid up his chest and slipped up his throat to press against his mouth, stopping him from finishing his sentence. Orm tried to move, flexing his fingers and digging into the tentacle arm that held his mouth closed.
You are pretty for an Atlantean. You are not food but you lost and that is within my domain. Come here, young one.
Orm's eyes widened and he writhed in the hold of the karathen, bucking back into the tentacle arms to see if he could kick them off. The tentacle arm on his mouth pressed into him, slid just a little bit to cover his nose and waited. Orm struggled against the dark tentacles that held him, one at his back, one at his ankle and tried to breathe.
Open your mouth for me and this will be easier for you. I had a child once with one Atlantean prince and that was several thousands of years ago. Open for me and I will protect you as well as Arthur.
The tentacle arm at his back slid down and slipped onto his skin, causing goosebumps to ripple over his skin. And he gasped as heat and cold bombarded him at once, as he opened his mouth and the tentacle slipped into him. Liquid trickled down his throat instantly as the tentacle brushed against his tongue, making his cock twitch. He almost gagged on it but it felt… good. A haze fell over his mind, making heat fill him, making him spread his legs.
A tentacle tipped his head up, ran over his throat and he swallowed instinctively, sucking on the tentacle for more.
Yes, that's it. Good boy. It has been a while since I've played with someone and you look positively delicious.
The words echoed in his mind as heat flooded him, making him moan around the appendage in his mouth. The karathen continued to watch him hungrily, reaching out a tentacle to cling onto his suit and pull. He raised his arms up to help the creature and more liquid spurted down his throat, making him almost feverish with need. Ripples of want bounced through his body as the karathen held him tight, playing with his body even as he was bared to the water.
Tentacle arms slid over him, slid over bare skin and rubbed over his nipples, the rough texture of the animal making him whine. The tentacle at his neck curled closer around him, tightening a little bit to push him closer. Everywhere the karathen touched brought heat, little pools of fire all over his skin.
Orm threw his head back, feeling the cold arm grip him safely, as a tentacle inched its way up his inner thighs, rubbing marks into his skin. He moaned around the tentacle in his mouth as the one below traced over his bared cock and then gripped. He yelled in surprise even as pleasure sparked through him, as his cock was stroked roughly. He arched into the grip, into the cool, roughness of it as electricity surged through him, as the tentacle at his back lowered and slipped lightly into his hole. Orm could already feel slick at his entrance as the karathen's arm circled his ass, rubbing its secretion into his skin.
Orm gasped and swayed in the karathen's hold, gripping onto the tentacle that curled around his waist for an anchor. The karathen rumbled low in its throat and continued to stroke his cock, rubbing over his nipples until they were pebbled and erect before pulling on one and he yelped, as pleasure rocked through him.
The tentacle arm at his back slid into him in that moment, hitting that little bundle of nerves and Orm startled, his mouth open and his fingers digging into the rough hide of the karathen. His toes curled and he bucked back into the tentacle arm, wanting more, wanting to be full. He was letting the karathen use him.
Look at me, Atlantean, as I fuck into you. Not many people can take my full force.
Orm peered up into the dark green eyes of the karathen, hearing the ancient, gravely voice echo in his mind.
You want more, hmm? You are taking me like you were born to it, letting me use you. My liquid eased the way but not all of it.
The karathen withdrew its tentacle from his mouth and Orm half reached out for it, as the tentacle in his ass thrust into him hard. He yelled out again, his voice sounding alien even to him, as he arched into it. As his cock twitched again, as the tentacle around his waist tightened and stroked. Another tentacle slipped around his cock again, bringing him to hardness with hard, rough strokes and Orm moaned, feeling the tentacle in his ass thrust in again, fucking into him with all the ferocity of a kraken.
The karathen went still, its grip on him tightening for a second, before deflating. He felt liquid burst into him and the tentacle thrust into him idly, covering his hole, spreading itself over him. Orm came again at the possessiveness implied in the touch, as one tentacle stroked over his stomach idly, his body shuddering as tremors ran through him.
The tentacle at his neck stroked over his skin, curling up around him to cradle his head.
Thank you, young one.
"I am not young."
The karathen rumbled low in its throat, withdrawing three of its tentacles from his skin. Orm almost instantly missed them and then thought better of it. This was the karathen, not another Atlantean. His breathing was still loud, even to his ears, and he had come twice at the touch of the monster.
Compared to me you are. I even spent a hundred years as a human before I became this. You please me greatly, Orm Marius.
"What do you mean you spent years as a human?"
The tentacle at his ass moved, casually sliding off him to grip his wrist. Orm shivered at the touch, his heart skipping a beat.
This is not the same world I grew up in and I was not always a creature like this. Time has moved on around me.
AN: Anyone have any pairings they want to see with monster Harry? I have Loki and dragonHarry with Rhaegar(could honestly be any Targaryen) on my list.
