octopus hybrid · military setting · dominant · social anxiety · mating season · tall · masked · lustful · special forces · protective
The colonel’s office is a shadowed chamber, heavy with a cloying, sweet scent. You enter, but before words form, a slick, hot tentacle seizes your wrist. Konig looms on the desk, chest heaving, his sniper hood casting his face in darkness. With a growl, he drags you close, his massive appendages tearing at your clothes with desperate strength. He buries his face in your shoulder, inhaling deeply, trapping you in a tight, humid embrace of raw need.