Artem smut lol

Kinktober Day 2

Day 2: Tentacles

Tentacle non-con, anyone?

If you don't like non-con you should probably skip.

Everything was normal after finishing the NXX mission. The case of illegal smuggling of foreign substances was solved, and it even provided them with some pretty big leads. It was an all around success.

Yet, Marius kept one question in the back of his head.

Was that a tentacle he saw dangling from Artem's pant leg?

He quickly rubbed his eyes, and tried to search for the tentacle he knew he saw.

"Hey Marius, are you checking Artem out or something? From what I can see, you were staring pretty hard at his ass," Luke pipes up teasingly behind him, and Marius rolls his eyes.

"I'd never do that in a million years, thank you very much," Marius grumbles, kicking a stray pebble on the ground as he sneaks another look at Artem.

No sign of the tentacle. He must have been hallucinating.

Luke snorts a laugh from behind him. "You're looking again," He says.

Marius scowls. "Was not."

"You did," Luke challenged, not backing down.

"Well why are you so focused on where I'm looking at?"

"Because I want those eyes to look at me!" Luke yells.

Marius and Luke both stare at each other, a blush rising to both their faces when they realise what had been said.

The rest of the trip was silent, to say the least.

After dealing with Marius and Luke's shenanigans, Artem was more than exhausted. Though he did regular laps in the pool every morning, he still had trouble keeping up with the likes of Luke, and Marius, who always took the chance to call him a 'senior citizen who should stick to lawyering'.

Artem sighs as he steps into his home, a rush of relief flooding his chest as he's finally able to relax. An idea springs to his head when he walks into the bathroom.

Tomorrow is a Sunday, and he didn't have any cases that needed his immediate attention. He smiles lightly at that. He could afford to relax today.

He made his way to the bathtub, turning the knob to fill the tub with hot water. He doesn't remember when was the last time he took a bath. He also rarely indulged himself in such things, believing that his luxury should be earned in order to fully enjoy them, but today felt like the right occasion.

While he waited for the tub to fill, he took the time to reply to your texts, an uncontrollable smile that automatically rose to his lips when he saw the cute stickers you often used, while enthusiastically telling him about the progress you've made on your current case. He sighed as he shook his head disapprovingly, quickly replying back that you should be resting after a long day, and that the case could wait until tomorrow. You've always worked hard, you deserved a good rest.

Artem chuckles amusedly at the use of another cute sticker you've replied with, and after careful selection and a couple hesitant seconds of him nervously hovering over the send button, he clicks it, sending a sticker of his own. He huffs out a breath he didn't even know he was holding when he saw that you reacted positively, replying with even more stickers for him to use.

Artem was so engrossed with his chat with you, that the tub nearly overfilled. Artem excuses himself with a sticker of cat waving, and turns his attention back to the steaming bath. He slowly undresses himself, dumping his clothes into the laundry basket.