Content Warning: This chapter contains dark themes, including power imbalance, coercion, and situations that may involve questionable or not fully consensual interactions.
Reader discretion is advised.
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Amethiel hung suspended in the air, his heart pounding as Kree's tentacles coiled around him with possessive firmness.
At first, he tried to remain calm, letting the creature explore as he mentally noted its movements.
'It's not attacking,' he thought, forcing himself to breathe evenly. 'It mostly looks curious.'
Amethiel still had his vials in case he did get attacked, but this was something new, and as much as it was intimidating.
It was still something worth observing.
The tentacles roamed over his clothed body, their slippery, cool touch sending shivers up his spine.
'This does feel a bit…odd though.'
One coiled around his thigh, another slid up his back, and a third pressed flat against his abdomen.
