Mystic Messenger Yaoi Oneshots

Jumin x Zen

Nonhuman, Tentacles 

I conjured some weird nonsense, to say the least. 

If you don't like, don't read. 

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Jumin

The music coming from deep inside the building was pulsing through the air as I walked towards the VIP entrance to my club. Having bought the building a few years back, I had created a safe haven for people of all walks of life to be able to come in and just be, whether it was BDSM or more darker secrets, I created a home for all of them.

As long as they were mostly legal.

I turned the master key in the doorknob and opened the door to face the main bodyguard, V. He grinned at my presence and slapped me on the back.

"Maybe you'll finally find someone, and then you'll close this place up!", he hollered, avoiding my jab to his ribs as I continued walking on past.

V was one of the few who knew of my heritage and was actually the one who helped me fit into what used to be an unfamiliar society. I had been taken from my home planet several years ago by a team of scientists, and when I managed to escape, it was already too late. I was in a secret lab deep within, what I would later figure out to be, the Russian countryside on an unfamiliar planet. Somehow I had wandered my way to Moscow, where V pulled me away from snacking on a stray dog in the middle of the street.

Because cats are considered sacred, mind you.

From there, he took me to his home in America, where he taught me how to fit in and not get myself re-captured. And since I had just been camouflaging myself as a human by copying others appearance, he sketched out a person that I now take the shape of to make myself seem normal and "unique" among human society.

But now, my body was going into adulthood, which meant that I would soon start experiencing rut. Since my actual form had shown the mark of a dominant, it would mean that very soon I would become very aggressive. The other marks that may appear on others of my kind are submissive and omega. The only difference between the two is the fact that omegas can get pregnant, and not submissives.

I had explained this to V and warned him to stop me if I try anything rash, and while he took me seriously, he always has played jokes on the topic, since I have never had a partner since being rehoused onto this planet.

I sighed and unlocked the door to my office, which also doubled as my playroom and shut the door behind me. I walked to my desk and pressed a button that caused a wall to split the room into two so that my playroom was now behind a wall.

One that was soundproof.

I had some interviews to conduct, and I didn't need every single one of them to see my playroom in a professional setting. That would be incredibly inappropriate. I needed to hire a couple more servers, and if possible, another bartender. It was fall once again, so a lot of my staff was cutting their hours for educational purposes. Therefore I needed staff to cover their absence throughout the school year.

For the next couple of hours, I conducted interview after interview after interview. Most of them were decent human beings, and so most of them were called back for a second interview which would be set by telephone once I had run a background check on them.

I sighed and stretched my arms over my head, popping my back in the process. I could feel my appendages moving and twitching, begging to get out underneath my "human skin". I groaned inside my head and slowly got up to lock the door to my office and the separate door in my playroom. Even though V knew of my true form, and had seen it before, I hated being in the presence of others while in it. It made me feel alien, which isn't a nice feeling when you are actually one.

I took off my shirt and watched as my skin quickly morphed into a white color and my tentacles were released from where I had them pinned against my chest and my back. I preened as they stretched individually and then proceeded to explore as much as their surrounding environment as they could reach. Though they were apart of me, they each had a mind of their own. I could control them, but when I didn't they did as they pleased. I found it endearing.

I looked at the watch on my wrist and sighed as I saw how much time I had wasted. My next interview was supposed to arrive in less than fifteen minutes. I could feel my appendages protesting at the prospect of going into hiding again. But even so, I pulled them in and fixed myself up until the moment there was a quiet knock on my door. Once I had hidden my playroom once again I unlocked the door to greet the person.

My eyes fell on the gentle boy in front of me and I could feel my rut kick in full force. My tentacles were pushing to get free from my control and it was only a few seconds from the time I had opened the door until the moment I pulled him into the room and locked the door scrambling to find my phone.

I heard a quiet gasp behind me as my true form came out once again. I speed dialed V and prayed he would answer. I looked behind me to make sure whoever I had dragged into this mess was at least semi-ok, but as I turned back I felt a delicate touch on one of my tentacles. I nearly dropped the phone as all of them suddenly converged to the boy's arm and I heard him giggle quietly as they greeted him in their own way.

I stood shocked as I watched him intently. He had white hair and gorgeous eyes that shone with innocence and a mischievousness that I hadn't seen in quite a while.

And the alpha male in me appreciated the view of the delicate morsel very much.     

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I originally wasn't going to post this until I wrote out the porn, but eh. 

;)