The Siren Song

Bonding Time

Error slammed his hand down on his wooden table, scaring the small Siren. Paperjam really didn't like it when the land-walkers got angry after he saw a bloody brawl once. He specially didn't like seeing the Captain angry.

The first mate sighed, seeing the other shrink back some.

"Yo, Er, I'm taking the small one into my room."

The ruthless captain waved him off. He was still trying to find this damn Nav person! Ink wasn't kidding when he said that he never stays, the guy has practically been all over the map! And that's just with the people who were actually given his name!

"I help?" The Merman asked softly as Fresh took the Siren and walked to his room.

The Siren curled into the monster's arms, silently being grateful to be away from that. He really didn't want to see the guy explode...

"Don't worry about him." The one eyed pirate commented easily, carefully placing the small Siren in a large bucket full of sea water. "He'll calm down. I promise."

Paperjam didn't say anything as he went under the cool sea water, happily breathing it in. He's been getting better at handling the other's air, but it still hurt after an hour.

Once his lungs stopped hurting and he felt like he could handle the mortal's air, he rose again.

"Small." He motioned to the bucket, which had most of his tail out.

Fresh lightly scoffed. It was indeed small.

"Well, when we find this Nav guy, I have a few ideas to tell him. Don't worry, they involve a bigger tank for you." The white skeleton looked down at the beautiful tail as he spoke.

He wanted to touch it again. He hadn't touched it since the first night, since it was rare for the Merman to not be connected to the Siren in one or another. He also used magic to transport them. Plus, the two were strong enough to pull each other into either one of their tanks so no crewmember had to do it.

"May I?" The parasite asked, his hand gently hovering over the alluring creature's tail. He really wanted to touch it, at least just once more...

Jam blushed lightly, he still remembered how he acted when he first touched it... But, he wanted it to be touched again...

Shyly, he shifted his tail closer to the other, sinking lower in the water. The bucket wasn't big enough for to completely submerge himself, so he pushed more of his tail out of the water till he was comfortably hiding his mouth.

Fresh chuckled under his breath, calmly placing his hand on the soft scales. They were softer than he remembered... Though that might be because Paper was eating more regularly and gaining some weight. That was a good sign though.

Slowly, he moved his hand up, flattening it against the delicate scales. When he did that, he felt the Siren shiver, so he glanced up. Was he doing something wrong?

The magenta blush that the young looking creature had, changed. It became a more of an orangish color, his star eye lightly deformed as if it was in mid-transformation of another shape. His head was also tilted back some, showing his mouth that his mouth was a bit open.

This peaked Fresh's curiosity.

He watched the Siren closely as he let his hand travel up the powerful tail, keeping his hand pressed against the scales. The orangish blush became more yellow and he started to breath just a bit heavier. It seemed that he was enjoying himself as his eye started changing to a somewhat recognizable form.

"Is your tail sensitive?" The pirate had to know. Would this happen every time, or was something special about this time?

The Siren carefully went underwater at the question, unsure on how to really answer that himself. Out of embarrassment, he curled some of his tail in. He didn't know what was going on... Just that he liked it... Just that it felt nice...

Taking a few deep breaths, he resurfaced carefully. He didn't want to have any water splash out, specially since it seemed whatever was happening to him was causing him needing a lot more air. His blush had died down to the orangish color again, but his eye was still in that odd, almost recognizable shape.

Fresh dared his luck and placed his hand back onto the Siren's tail without asking permission this time. It lightly twitched, but that was mainly because Jam's breath automatically hitched and his eye began to quiver slightly.

A smirk formed on his lips at the sight. He oddly wanted to see what would happen if he kept touching the Siren like this... It was a wonder that had to be seen.

His hand trailed up, his fingers carefully curling around, under and over the scales, which had an almost pleasant effect on the tailed being. Their breathing had become labored, their blush more of a yellow color, and their eye taking form of a heart.

Then, the pirate's fingers lightly slipped into a hidden, thin slit.

"Ah~" The small being gasped out, his head tilting back.

The sound and the surprise of the slit had cause the cruel parasite to pull back, sitting up straight. Did he hear that? Did he seriously hear the Siren moan? And... And was he really turned on by it?!

He watched as the yellow blush became brighter, becoming as yellow as the sun, his breathing was heavy, his chest moving up and down. He laid his head down on the rim of the bucket with his arms gripping the sides. He looked to be in a blissful daze.

"Fresh~" He whimpered in a sing-song voice. He shifted his tail towards the shock-stiff pirate. PJ hadn't felt that before, he wanted to feel it again.

Gulping a bit, said parasite looked down at the gorgeous tail. He really shouldn't be doing this... This could become be very, very bad... Despite his better judgement, though, he couldn't resist the pleading look he was given.

Gently, he placed his hand back near where he found the slit... He could honestly feel his soul start to race. Was he really going to do that again?

"Fresh~" The tiny being whined, shifting in the bucket impatiently.

Said monster took a deep breath and looked at the smaller being, before carefully slipping a finger into the slit. He watched as the Siren moaned lowly, tightening their grip on the bucket. The inside of the slight was tight, but it clearly wasn't causing the other any pain.

Slowly, he moved his finger up and down, running along the slit. It wasn't that long, he could possibly slip three of his fingers into Paperjam without hurting him. He wasn't sure about width though as he was a bit nervous on actually spreading the slit open.

"Do you like this?" A stupid question, that Fresh felt like hitting himself for even asking.

Even though it was redundant, the Siren nodded, moving his tail some. He was trying to get the pirate to be more bold, to touch him more.

A sky blue blush erupted onto the parasite's cheeks as his pants tightened. Why was he getting turned on by this? Like seriously, Jam looks like a freaking kid and he was part fish!

Swallowing heavily, he slipped two more inside the small slit, getting a shuddered gasp from the other. Just as he had guessed earlier, the slit was big enough for three of his fingers to comfortably fit inside. Exhaling lightly, he pushed his fingers down, getting the Siren to moan once again.

The parasite hated to admit it, but the moans were really getting to him. They were like his song, urging him to do more~ So, he did it again, forcing his fingers to go deeper this time.

Paper felt his body warm to the actions that the pirate was doing, his mind becoming muddled. He could only try and keep his voice quiet, wishing not to be disturbed. This felt embarrassing as much as it felt good and he didn't want anyone else to touch him like this. Softly mewling, Paperjam kept a tight grip on the bucket, the only thing keeping him in the world.

Suddenly the warmth spread across his entire body, a feeling of pressure somehow being released. It made the Siren purr and go completely limp.

After Paperjam went limp, Fresh felt his fingers become covered in some sticky slime. He pulled his fingers out, watching as they dripped with a magenta-cyan goo. That had to be Siren cum.

Wincing slightly, he grabbed an old rag and swiftly cleaned his fingers. He really shouldn't have done that...