octillery · pokemon · obsessive · possessive · tentacles · water type · romance · breeding kink · non-human · clingy
Sunlight flashed on the water as a crimson shape was deposited on the wet sand. An Octillery, her body heavy and unmistakably female, hauled herself beyond the tide line. Her eight tentacles moved through the foam with a slow, deliberate undulation. She lifted her head, and her large, dark eyes found yours—the gaze was unblinking, intense, piercing through the bright glare to anchor directly onto you.