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Rediscover: The Underwater Gargoyle
🕑 Added 2021-02-01 21:01:00 +0000 UTC
Female Reader x Male Monster
Off the coast of your hometown there once stood a beautiful castle, or at least that is what people told you. The small island it stood on sank, bringing it down into the sea. Your father would tell stories to you about the castle when you went fishing. He said the castle was guarded by many strong gargoyles that hated the creatures in the sea, so those creatures waited till the gargoyles were vulnerable and sunk the castle in retaliation.Sometimes people who vacationed on their beach took boats out and dove down to search the remains, but they usually came back up rather quick and made a fast retreat out of town. Your father would just laugh and say that the gargoyles were still doing their job.Diving to the castle wasn’t something the locals ever seemed to do. Sure, dumb kids trying to impress or taking dares would do it, but it usually never resulted in anything. During your fishing trips with your father, he would point out where the castle was, and sometimes when the tides were low you could make out the spires and towers that had yet to crumble.It wasn’t unusual for you dad to fall asleep during his fishing trips. He would cast his nets and lean back, falling asleep in the painfully early morning hours and you’d stay awake. You enjoyed being on the inky blackness of the water, pretending you were cast into a never ending void.One such morning as your father snored away you saw something slicing through the water. You cast your light upon it, seeing something swimming towards your boat. It looked large and long and as it came closer you found you couldn’t even move to wake your father.It disappeared for a moment, and you wonder if it dove back to the depths it came from. As you begin to lower your light something pops up from the waters. You gasp and drop your light. All you can see in the water is two glowing eyes. You scramble to reach for your light and fumble to turn it back on.“Don’t shine it on me,” a voice said and you look to your father, but he is still asleep. “It hurts my eyes.”You look back out into the water towards the glowing eyes. They swim closer, coming into the glow of the light and lifting itself up to lean its arms against the boat. All you can do is stare, the creature is like nothing you’ve seen before. The arms that rest on the boat are long and powerful looking, ending in sharp taloned fingers.Its head was large and muzzled, its features pointed like that of a bat. Horns smoothed back from its forehead. His large, pointed ears wiggled as if listening to the movement of your eyes as you looked over it.“Do I scare you?” He asked.“What?” You gasp.“I’m supposed to scare people, that’s what I was made for,” he replies quietly as if wanting your father to remain asleep.“Are you a gargoyle?” You asked him excitedly, wondering if your father’s stories are all true.He laughs, “you’re smart.” He glances towards your father and then lowers back into the water, only his eyes showing again.“Are you going?” He leans over the boat and looks down at him.“It’s better this way kid,” he whispers and disappears under the water as your father coughs and stretches behind you, waking from his nap.After that, you visit the beach more. The castle is too far out for you to swim but if you had your own boat it wouldn’t take long. You work hard that fall, earning money to buy your own boat come summer. During the winter you visit the beach often, going at dusk when the sun is setting and wonder about the gargoyle under the waves.Finally, when summer comes you take out onto the water, going out before the sunset and making your way towards the castle. You’re trembling with nerves and excitement. Fear makes you think that you had been asleep that night on your father’s fishing boat and dreamed about the gargoyle. Excitement had you peering over the edge of your boat at every ripple and splash.As the sunset you turn your light on, making sure it isn’t pointed into the water. You wait, fear slowly beginning to take over as you consider heading back home. You’re reaching to adjust your light when there’s a splash and something tugs at your boat making it rock.“What did I say about the light?”You turn back around and there he is, you smile and blush, embarrassed by your own excitement.“People don’t usually come back,” he remarks as he tilts his head, “but you took your time.”“I had to wait till it got warm,” he replies and inches closer to him. “I wanted to see you again.”His shimmering eyes widen then he laughs. “Not often someone so pretty wants to look at ugly things.”You frown for a moment, “no one said anything about ugly here.”He chuckles and lifts his head again, meeting your eyes. “It’s been awhile since there was something at this castle to protect.”You smile again and chuckle, and the two of you talk all night. He shows you tricks in the water and how he hunts, he tells you stories about when the castle was new and when he flew in the sky. After the castle sank he and his family had to adapt to the water and became like the creatures they once so despised. The sirens and other creatures had played a rather cruel joke, and even to this day laugh at them.When the first rays of morning come he bids you farewell and you promise to come again as he disappears back under the waves.It soon becomes your ritual, setting out into the water at dusk and watching the sunset as you wait for him to come to your side. You talk all night and he thanks you for breaking up the tedium of his underwater life.“Come swim with me,” he beckons one night and he eases into the water, his long arms extended to accept you.You giggle and disrobe, slipping into his arms and holding onto him as you step into the water. To your surprise the water is warm, his body radiating warmth like an underwater fire. You touch him, feeling his marble smooth skin and scales. You realize the size of him, his broad shoulders and thick chest.“You’re really warm,” you say.He just smiles and swims away with you, taking you far from your boat and into the truly endless sea. He holds you close in the silence as you stare at the sky. You’ve never felt so at peace before, never so safe. You kiss him and linger, pressing close to his warm body. He holds you fast, strong hands gripping around your hips.“Gargoyles weren’t made for kissing,” he says almost warningly.You shake your head and smile at him, “it doesn’t mean you can’t.” You lean in to kiss him again, this time meeting his strange lips with an eager reply.His tail swishes around in the water, wrapping itself around your leg and squeezing your thigh. He pulls back, forcing himself to move. “It’ll be dawn soon,” he replies and he takes you back to your boat.“You’re not mad, are you?” You ask as he sets you back into your boat.“Not even close to angry,” he laughs. “If you come back tomorrow night though, be prepared for my true feelings.” You kiss him again before he disappears back into the water.You return as soon as you can the next day, going out as the sunset and waiting in your usual spot. You are more excited than the first day you took your boat out into the ocean. You feel your boat rock and turn to meet him as he rises from the water. His arms slip into the boat and he pushes towards you. It’s your first time seeing him out of the water and for a moment you fear he’ll sink you.He kisses you and holds you close, strong hands petting down your face and back. He forces back again and jumps back into the water, taking your boat and pulling it along. He hasn’t said a word but somehow you understand what he’s doing.He pulls the boat into a cave where a fire has been lit. Inside the sounds of the water echo and you feel surrounded by the ocean. He walks up onto the shore and easily plucks you from the boat, sitting you on the cool stones that become warm as he walks upon them.“No swimming tonight?” You smile as he sits beside you.His tail coils around your waist and you move into his lap, meeting his kiss as his hands begin to roam all over your body. His heat fills you as he touches your bare skin, lifting away your clothes as grasping at your soft flesh. You moan softly as his tail moves between your thighs, rocking back and forth, exciting you with his warmth.He lays you on the stones, kissing down your body and opening your thighs. His warm hands spread you open and gently touching, his talons smooth against you, but the idea of such a sharp thing touching you down there makes you tremble.He licks gently, tasting you before burrowing his head between your thighs and lifting your hips onto his large shoulders. He said he wasn’t made for kissing, but you can’t imagine what else he could possibly be made for in this moment.Your pleasured cries echo off the walls of the cave, his dark growls and desperate whimpers are muffled by your thighs as you squeeze around him. His hands claw up your body, gasping and petting you lovingly as you begin to cum long as hard on his warm tongue and skilled lips.He laughs as he lifts his head, looking down on your in triumph as you lay limp and stated on the warm stones. “I hope you don’t think I’m done yet,” he purrs as his tail coils around your waist, lifting up hips and opening your thighs more.You raise you head slightly, looking up at him and seeing the girth between his thighs. A thick and bulbous looking with a sharp ended head, the top side bearing two side by side bumps. You bite your lip as he brings it to your entrance, prodding and watching, licking his chops as he plans how to move.You take your hand and place it around him, guiding him inside, coaxing him to move slowly as you stuffs you to overflowing. You gasp, blinking a few tears from your eyes as he moves deeper inside until his hips press firmly against you.You touches your face, licking the tears away as he tail squeezes around you and begins to move you. The fit is so tight it takes some effort and patience for you both to become used to the sensation. All too soon though you’re moaning in pleasure, gripping at his arms as his hands pet your body.Both your moans and lustful cries mingle in the cave, echoing and sighing for you. You notice as he moves his cock squirts a little each time, oozing a thick liquid that pushes out each time he enters. It’s hotter than his skin and it makes you tingle and moan, wanting more.He thrusts his powerful thighs into you, his hands now clawing at the stones beneath you, leaving deep gashes. Just a moment ago those same hands touched you so tenderly, now that ravaged hard stone.He growled and snarled, feeling your inner walls tighten as you eyes begin to flutter. He hisses, more of that hot liquid seeping out as his passion builds. He pushes somehow deeper, thrusting hard enough that each movement causes you to spasm and cry out.He roars, filling the cave and screaming out into the ocean, your own sounds canceled out by his lustful, satisfied cry. You fill his heat stuff you full, pumping hard into you even as he collapses on top of you. The thick ooze, leaks out as he doesn’t pull out or stop. The heat is welcomed though, pleasant, making your climax last longer.He finally stops, pulling out slowly and laying beside you as you sigh, still basking in the heated afterglow. He kisses you and holds you until he climbs you again, unable to hold back for long. He doesn’t ever stop long, pleasuring you until he has to escape the rays of the sun.He helps you into your boat and takes you back to the castle, whispering to you loving promises of future nights.
Comments
Jennifer Lynn Bolan
Amazing! I love it!
