Revenant 18+

5*

Warnings >~< = DUBCON, restraints, man-handling, spanking, fingering, the slightest bit of overstim ever.

Reader's english is better, can understand more (thanks Spider) - but still struggle to communicate back

The twists and turns before you felt endless as you crawled, your arms aching from dragging yourself.

But you didn't dare give up - you couldn't.

You didn't know what the Colonel would do if he got hold of you, maybe he'd kill you this time. You weren't going to stick around to find out.

It was eerily quiet, the only sounds that echoed were your breathing and shuffling.

It was then that you smelt it.

The salty and distinguishable smell of the ocean.

You almost knocked your head off the vent's ceiling as you perked up, the smell filling your nose with hope.

With new found confidence, you crawled faster - nose up and leading you until you eventually came to a skylight - the blue of the sky providing light in the dark tunnel.

You shuffled until you were kneeling, hands reaching up for the handle as you tugged it.

You whined when it didn't budge, using your other hands to slap up and against the glass.

You sighed out in relief when you heard little window give way, the rusted old frame wearing down until you could fully push the door open, air immediately flowing through.

'Yes!' You cried out, grabbing the ledge and using it to hurle yourself up.

You almost cried when you felt the breeze of freedom wash over you as you climbed out.

You looked around, hair whipping everywhere as you saw that you were on the top of a ship, dark blue ocean surrounding you.

However a loud, blaring alarm made you jump as you looked down where you had just climbed out of - seeing the reflection of flashing red lights bouncing off the vent walls.

Not knowing how much time you had left you quickly turned away and walked to the edge of the ship, the waves below slapping harshly up against the side of it.

Taking a deep breath, you cupped your hands together and without thinking dived into the icy depths.

Once you were submerged, you opened your eyes - locating the ship once again so you could swim away, tailing throbbing as you attempted to use it.

Swimming deeper down, you focused on putting as much distance between you and the ship, your pace not as fast as you wished but it was the best you could do injured.

You were going home.

After a while, you felt your lungs ache for air - using your arms to direct you up, legs kicking out behind you.

You gasped as you resurfaced, closing your eyes as you tried to relax from pushing your limits, arms keeping you afloat.

How unaware you were..

You weren't expecting the claws that dug into your right arm, piercing the flesh in a painful grip as you were pulled clean out the water.

You eyes shot open as your cried out and hissed, other hand immediately reaching over to attempt to free yourself as you looked up.

Although you weren't expecting the claws of a Ikran to be the one drawing blood from your arm, most of your surprise came from the fact that the Colonel was the one riding it.