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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The intrusion was sudden, shocking in its fullness.
A sharp, burning stretch tore through him, forcing a ragged gasp from his lips.
'It's inside. It's actually inside me.' The thought was a clinical, distant observation, detached from the raw physical reality of being breached.
The initial pain was bright and searing, a protest from a part of his body never meant for this.
'I feel like I'm going to die.' Amethiel thought, his body shivering.
But Kree did not stop.
The tentacle pushed deeper, a slow, relentless invasion that felt impossibly thick.
Amethiel's body clenched around it instinctively, trying to expel the foreign presence.
