Monster Anthology [MxM]

Sunken Depths

CONTENT WARNING: Tentacles, noncon/dubcon, sexual acts, MPREG/omega verse

Bay caught sight of the black-and-red fan tail slipping through the coral, the golden scales shimmering in the high-noon light so close to the surface of the water. With a sigh, he hefted his trident and slipped silently through the water, following his charge. As he ghosted over the coral, he glanced about quickly to catch sight of the elusive prince. As he did, his long, tied up blonde hair got in his eyes, and he quickly shoved back the blonde tail.

As soon as his vision was cleared, he glanced about-but the prince wasn't in sight. Cursing to all the gods of the seas, Bay dove deeper, sliding through the warm water of the reef. His bright blue eyes darted about, hoping to catch a glimpse of the young prince.

His eyes alighted on a broken piece of coral laying in the soft sands just in front of an opening. A single glance inside had Bay grimacing. It looked a tight fit for his build-but it was just the right size for Muir to get away from him.

And there, just a few feet into the space, the light glittered off a few golden scales just starting to settle into the sand.

"Marco's balls..." Bay muttered. Steeling himself, he pulled in his shoulders as tight as he could. With one hand, he held the trident close to himself. With the other, he pulled himself forward. His tail wriggled and squirmed as he pushed further into the tight tunnel. The warrior let out a hiss as a jutting rock scraped his shoulder, side, hip, and his side fin as he passed. Another rock scrapped at his stomach, removing scales from his soft underside.

Bay had to pause and take several breaths. The light from the surface had faded by this point, leaving him in a dark, tight space alone, with only the sound of his breathing and the tide to keep him company.

"Come on, ya gods damned coward..." Bay muttered to himself, reaching forward to pull himself along again. "Just... a little further..."

Even as he said that, his eyes glimpsed the first hints of an exit. Dim light gleamed several feet ahead, giving Bay a burst of energy as he squirmed and shimmied his way through the tunnel. With a puff of sand, rock dust, and orange-red scales, he squirmed free of the tunnel. A full-body shiver ran through him at the sudden chilly water and he curled instinctively.

Glancing around, his eyes finally spotted the gold scales and red-black tail fins of the prince as the merman circled around a strange, decrepit structure. The structure leaned against a rock wall, jutted up against the rock face as if that was all that kept the structure from falling. A glinting dome sat atop the half-buried ruin. Pieces of the stone had fallen away, revealing glimpses of the inside. This side of the tunnel, Bay noted, was devoid of coral and any life. That alone raised a red flag for the warrior.

Tightening his grip on his trident, he shot forward, reaching a hand out for the prince. Just before the prince slipped through an open archway, Bay managed to get his hand around his upper arm. With a yank and a flip of his tail, he dragged the headstrong prince away from the structure. Long, inky hair with red tips fanned out around Muir as he faced Bay, fierce black eyes staring down the other.

"Muir! Wait! We don't know what's in there!" Bay hissed, casting his voice low as he glanced around Muir at the structure. "And besides... this place feels unnatural. We shouldn't be here."

Muir snorted and shook his hand off, twisting away from Bay. He stuck out a tongue at his guard. "Ya know, you used to be fun. What's got you so jumpy, huh? It's just a land dweller house..."

Bay shook his head, drawing back from the structure even as Muir turned back to get closer. "Please, sire... it doesn't feel right."

"You sound like Gram," Mui shot over his shoulder with a puff of his cheeks. "He never lets me do anything fun either. Seriously, Bay, what the hell happened to you? You were such fun before you joined the Guard."