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The lights flickered and I screamed as Froger comes through and I poorly timed hiding in the locker from her. Black greets me as I groaned dramatically after I wake up in that familiar seat across the desk.
Sebastian pulls his light on, holding his two hands together. "I'm veeeery impressed." Typical sarcastic Sebastian. A smirk on his face.
I pout and cross my arms. Leaning back in my chair. My face is flushed. I found Sebastian attractive in the time I've spent coming back down here. My attraction started when I first met him in his shop for the first time.
"What's that look for? I thought you'd get better at this by now." A snicker leaves him as he tucks his hair some behind his ear fin.
I scoff, feeling sassy. "And I thought you were more useful by now. Give me the file." I hold my hand out, expectedly. He clicks his tongue, kind of disappointed by me sassing back.
"Damn. But fiiiine." He searches around in the cabinet for the file. I sneak a look over, watching his back. I bite my lip some. God. I just wanted to say something and kiss him already. His snarkiness and attitude was refreshing out of all my prison life. I found myself getting drawn into him more and more everyday.
It's not like Urbanshade cared. In fact, anytime that Sebastian accessed their PA systems, he said a snarky line to taunt Urbanshade. Sometimes it'd get a smile out of me as I stifled my giggles, causing other prisoners to look at me like I was crazy.
I fiddle with my sleeve of my diving suit as Sebastian finally finds the file for me. "Ah. Here we go." I hummed.
Sebastian's snout scrunches up subconsciously as he reads the file before giving it to me. He looked so cute right now. And my feelings didn't help with what I was about to ask. "Is it okay if I can smooch you right now?" I quipped.
Seb blinks at my question like I'm crazy, looking down at me from the file. His ears twitch. "What?"
My eyes widen. I stuttered, "I mean—I kind of always liked you. And you make every trip down here more bearable. Funny because you hate interactions." I end with a nervous laugh.
Sebastian blinks. He puts his hands on the desk, his angler light swings. I watched him with a flush on my face.
"Are you stupid? You are aware what I'm capable of, right? Most feared by Urbanshade. Or did you hit your head or something?" He squints.
I can’t help but watch his ear fins as they moved with his movement. The yellow radiance from his angler light cast long, sharp shadows across the metal desk, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the damp, heavy air of the room. He was trying to look intimidating—and to anyone else, a giant, three-armed fish humanoid with a history of violence would be terrifying—but right now, all I could focus on was how close he actually was.
"I didn't hit my head, Solace," I shot back, though my voice carried a slight tremor that betrayed my sudden nervousness. I gripped the edge of my chair, leaning forward just a fraction to match his energy. "And I know exactly what you're capable of. I've read the files, remember? I just happen to think you're more than what they wrote down."
Sebastian's fins flared wide, a dead giveaway that my words had struck a nerve. He let out a low, rumbling growl from deep in his chest—a sound that vibrated right through the floorboards and straight into my aching core. For a second, I thought he might actually reach across the desk and snap, but instead, he just stared, his three blue eyes narrowing as if trying to read my face. I was so wet for him already.
"You're insane," he muttered, though the sharp edge in his tone was melting into something closer to sheer bewilderment. "A completely hopeless case. You come down here, dying, ruining my quiet time, and now you're... what? Trying to romance the merchandise?"
"Is it working?" I teased, crossing my arms and tilting my head.
The flush on his face deepened, the blue bioluminescence shifting slightly in hue. He let out a sharp, frustrated sigh, his angler light flickering wildly for a brief moment. "It’s a distraction," he grumbled, though he didn't pull away. In fact, he leaned in a fraction of an inch closer, his sharp teeth catching the light.
My breath hitches, my heart catching in my throat.
The banter died down, leaving only the low, ambient hum of the facility's filtration systems and the heavy sound of our breathing. Sebastian’s gaze dropped down to my lips, then flicked back up to my eyes. The sheer size difference between us felt overwhelming in the cramped room, but the initial intimidation had completely morphed into a breathless anticipation. He was hesitating—a rare sight for someone who usually had a sarcastic comeback ready before I could even finish a sentence.
"You're really not joking, are you?" his voice dropped an octave, losing the theatrical snark and sounding surprisingly vulnerable for a brief second.
"I don't joke about things like this, especially something I want," I whispered.
With a slow, deliberate movement, Sebastian shifted one of his large hands from the desk. I held my breath, wondering if he was going to push me away, but his webbed fingers gently brushed against the side of my face. His skin was cool and slick, a stark contrast to the burning heat flushing through my cheeks. The gentleness of the touch was completely unexpected, sending a shiver straight down my spine.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, Skye," he murmured.
Before I could reply, he closed the remaining distance between us.
The kiss was clumsy at first—given the obvious anatomical differences and his sharp, prominent teeth—but it quickly softened into something fiercely passionate. He tasted faintly of salt and the cold depth of the ocean, a rush of adrenaline flooding my system as his grip tightened slightly against my jaw, anchoring me to him. The world outside the heavy metal doors completely faded away; there were no alarms, no monsters roaming the halls, and no Urbanshade looming over our heads. It was just the erratic hum of his angler light and the warmth of his mouth against mine.
A soft moan leaves my throat when a long slippery tongue greets my mouth. I reached up, standing on my tippy toes as my hand grasps his shirt collar. Clutching it tightly. Sebastian purrs, a growl coming from him. His many arms grab me up and I squealed into the kiss. He squeezes his palms possessively into my legs.
*
We tug at each other's clothes in the kiss. He groans, grinding as he finds my zipper and clumsily zips it down my chest. Sebastian's third hand removes a belt from his serpentine tail and uncovers a slit. I pull away some as my hand works on one of his tentacles that suddenly came from his tail.
Sebastian hisses as he feels my hand on him. I stripped out of my diving suit and sit on his desk, feeling a bit more confident as I spread my legs. My vulva was dripping wet and Sebastian sniffs my arousal. He groans at my scent. He speaks to me. "No veo la hora de ver qué se siente tener a un Expendable a mi alrededor. O qué diría Urbanshade." (Translation: I can't wait to see what an Expendable feels like around me. Or what Urbanshade would say.)
I shivered at hearing the sudden Spanish coming from him. That was hot.
He grabs my already spread legs, spreading them even more if that was possible. I wiggled under his watch, my hole aching from just seeing his size alone.
Sebastian hisses some as he pushes into me. His hands dig into the desk under me. His third hand digs into my thigh. I moaned, bouncing some down onto his tentacle. The first thrust has me keening already. I dropped my head back at each push he makes that speeds up.
I call his name out like a prayer. "Sebbbb—"
He growls as he thrusts, claiming me on his desk where any Expendable could die and spawn in at anytime now. And get a view of a fish's dick inside of a female Expendable.
I howled in pleasure. My hands turn into fists beside me. Wet noises as our hips meet. My legs wrapped around his tail as Sebastian curses at how tight I was around him. My eyes roll back at each delicious thrust that was made. I whimper as his webbed hands grasp under me, at my thighs. Squishing them like a cat kneading.
Sebastian Solace himself, the most feared experiment Z-13, was actually inside of me, just like how I craved him so long.
"Oh God. You're doing so, so good Seb." I praise him. His ear fins flicked at my words. They pinned back with his snarl as he speeds up even more. I squealed as his stomach is against mine. He pulls my legs into the mating press position. My stomach does flips. Does that mean?
I get confirmation when small balls start entering my body, glowing blue. Oh fuck.
"Gonna breed you soooo well Expendable. Urbanshade can't keep me from taking what I want." Sebastian hisses, possessively holding me underneath him as his dick pushes even more eggs inside of my womb, which felt bruised from how hard he's went inside of me but I didn't care. My womb accepts his eggs greedily. The thought of having his babies arouses me even more.
*
Until—
A random Expendable spawns in from behind me, having recently died. My eyes freeze as they had unintentionally spawned in on me having sex with Z-13.
Our eyes meet and I wanted to have the floor swallow me up badly. Sebastian also stops moving, blinking like he wasn't just deep inside of me right now.
And then he snarkily speaks up. "What? Can't an entity have some alone time to himself in peace?" I never felt so embarrassed before as I hide my face in Sebastian's chest. The Expendable looks fucking traumatized and reasonable, considering what they just saw.
Sebastian growls, pushing the head of his barrel gun in their direction with a hiss."Well? You gonna leave now or do I have to shoot your head as a threat?"
Just fucking end me right now Lady Death. I'll accept my ticket to the Banlands now. No revive tokens necessary. I was never getting my dignity back now.
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