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It was the most beautiful sound that had ever been heard, or so Caspian thought while his senses were consumed. Not a smell nor sight remained as the sailor’s head filled with the heavenly song of a deep, clear masculine voice. He couldn’t feel his feet carrying him across the deck of the ship nor his hands gripping the rough wooden banister of its side.
It was too late by the time any of the other crew took notice. The man was hoisting himself up over the edge and panicked hands weren’t quick enough to catch him.
Frigid water shocked his body and salt burned his eyes. The sudden sensations startled him out of his strange trance. The man kicked his feet and emerged from the water with a gasp. He spotted the ship, and with it, his safety, sailing far out of reach.
Caspian wasn’t left with long to worry about what to do. Rather, a sudden tug on his ankle turned his heart to ice and he felt panic rise within until that sweet sound resumed. It filled him with warmth and longing.
When the sailor awakened, he was astonished to find himself alive and not a hundred feet under the sea. Sunlight glared in his eyes and he raised his hand to shield them. He was lying on a large, smooth rock, his legs in the water from the thighs down. The rocky outcropping of a small cove surrounded him. He must have washed up on the unmapped island they’d just been sailing passed.
Caspian next noticed his nakedness. His clothes had been stripped from him, leaving him entirely exposed. The strangeness of it all could barely sink in as he found himself only concerned with the source of that sound. Where had it come from? Why did it stop? How could he hear it again? Rather than song, his ears were filled with the sound of giggling and he heard a few splashes nearby.
Several humanoid beings emerged. Some appeared from behind trees and bushes walking on legs while others came from the sea swimming with fins. All of them stared and laughed.
One of the sea creatures approached closely. He appeared masculine with dark curly hair and a slender torso. Deep V-lines led down to a fish’s lower body, ending with a flared tail that swayed under the water. His eyes were a radiant blue-green, just like the bright clear water of the cove rising and falling against pure white sand.
Caspian could do nothing but stare, his body paralyzed in shock upon the stone. “W-was it you?” he asked the sea creature.
At the question, another round of giggles erupted from the strange beings surrounding him. They were a gorgeous group, their skin dark or tanned and their hair black or bleached blonde from the sun. The man-fish creature rested his arms upon the lower end of the rock, setting his chin down on them while he remained partially above water.
Caspian’s senses were all out of sorts. He suddenly realized he should be worried for his safety or concerned about how in the world he'd gotten there. He had little clue as to what these creatures were nor their intentions. It was difficult to focus beyond seeking the source of that sound and yearning to hear it once more.
“Would you care for it to resume?” the creature asked.
Caspian found himself nodding desperately, eliciting a smirk from the other.
The creature’s lips parted while he let out a familiar melody.
Caspian gasped at the sound of it so near. His body relaxed back onto the rock. Rather than losing consciousness, this time his senses remained. He felt the cool smoothness of the stone against his back, then another sensation pressing against him. Hands, many of them, as several of the creatures surrounded him.
The dark-haired one continued singing up at the man through a devious grin while his companions closed in on the stranded sailor.
“Someone’s enjoying this.” One of the feminine land creatures remarked as she stepped across the beach into the water. She crouched down and gripped the man’s stiffening shaft in her hand. Her hair was long and nearly white. It cascaded over her breasts, hanging loosely in waves down to her wait.
Caspian’s eyebrows lifted, having only just become aware of his arousal. Whatever they were doing to him couldn’t be good news. This had to stop. His arm lifted in response, reaching out towards her hand while she stroked him. He hesitated, feeling himself throb in her tight grasp while other hands rubbed his shoulders and chest and thighs. His body felt heavy, every movement taking concentrated effort under their chorus of touch and song.
Another of the masculine creatures spoke up while he massaged the man’s calf under the water, “He likes that. Look, he can’t help himself.”
Caspian’s hips were starting to lift and lower, thrusting his cock upwards through the pale-haired woman's grasp. A soft groan escaped his lips.
The woman let go and his body rested fully against the rock once more. She leaned over, speaking softly into his ear, “Perhaps you’d find a little more will to resist if you knew how dire of a situation you’re in.” She gently bit his ear, letting him feel the warmth of her breath and the graze of her teeth on his sensitive skin.
An androgynous sea creature swam around the rock, coming up to the sailor's other side. They pushed their hot tongue into his ear, their mouth consuming the entirety of it.
Caspian bit his bottom lip hard to suppress a moan as he struggled to find his words, his eyes looking widely at the woman who’d spoken.
She gave a playful smile, putting more space between them. “You can sense it, can’t you? That heavy feeling. The drowsiness.”
The man nodded. His lips had parted as he panted with heavy breaths despite barely any exertion.
She continued, “You’re making quite the lovely meal for us. Not much longer and you’ll be drained for all you have to offer.”
Something clicked amidst the clouded thoughts in Caspian’s head. He was in danger, that was certain. He needed to get away, to end this before he lost too much of himself in it all. With a surge of determination, he sat up, pushing several of the roaming hands off of his naked body. “N-no more! I…don’t want your witchery!"
The dark-haired sea creature continued his soft singing while the land woman replied, “My dear, everything about you is telling me otherwise.” She stood and gazed down upon him with fiery amber eyes. “But, if you wish to prove me wrong,” she spread her hands outwards, palms upward, “go right ahead.” Her hands lowered and she made a small gesture to the singing sea creature, causing him to halt the angelic song. She then proposed to the exposed, vulnerable man, “If you can touch that tree right over there, we’ll carry you safely to your ship. I promise you.”
Without that sickly sweet sound muddying his mind, he could comprehend the offer. He turned his head to see the large palm tree jutting out in a curve over the sandy beach. It couldn’t have been more than twenty feet away. “How much time do I have? And…what if I cannot reach it?”
The woman slowly, deliberately licked her lips, “I’m sure you’ll figure that out soon enough.” She briefly glanced at her companions, then commanded, “Begin!”
Caspian launched himself forward, lurching up to his feet. He’d been hasty and the momentum sent him off balance, heading face-first towards the sand. Two sets of arms caught his body. The woman and the androgynous creature set themselves upon him again. One hand resumed stroking his still pulsing cock while the others steadied him and pulled him upright.
“L-let go!” Caspian thrashed his arms and planted his feet before attempting a first step. His arms felt heavy, his legs weak, and this intensified as the sea creatures lifted their voices in perfect harmony. They each trod water while they observed and sang, their gorgeous faces displaying cocky expressions.
The land woman replied, “Now dear, why would we do that? You seem to be missing the point entirely.” She chuckled while he took another step.
Caspian’s eyes were fixated on the tree, his only hope of salvation. All he had to do was walk forward. The creatures weren't restraining him physically. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths and he took his third step.
He was about to lift his foot, which felt like an anchor, to take his fourth, when he felt a warm kiss upon his neck. It sent chills down his body. His foot hovered an inch above the sand while one of the land creatures lowered themself in front of him. They had short curly blonde hair, deeply tanned skin, and bright blue eyes like the sky absent any clouds. They looked up from their knees and locked eyes with the sailor, giggling.
Caspian forgot his purpose as he took in the other, noting the sharpness of their perfectly angled jawline and the little dimple in their chin. His head tilted back and he gasped in euphoria, feeling his cock consumed in the hot wetness of their mouth. Their soft lips wrapped tightly around his throbbing shaft.
The pale-haired woman stood beside him and spoke softly in the sailor's ear, “There, see? This is what you truly want. This is what you’re made for. Humans are too pathetic to preserve even their very life against such beauty.” Her hand trailed down his spine, squeezed one of his ass cheeks, then slipped between his weakened legs and gently stroked his balls. “This is all you’re good for, dear. To give us exactly what we need and to like it. We’re going to take everything from you, doesn’t that sound nice?”
The man found himself nodding and an affirmative 'Mhm' left his lips before he had time to process a response. He quickly changed course, “N-no… take me back!”
“Oh, we will. All you have to do is touch that tree right there, remember?” She gestured at it. “Or is that too difficult a task for you, human?”
Caspian attempted another step forward, shoving himself deeper into the kneeling creature’s mouth. The head of his cock slammed into the back of their throat but the creature didn’t gag or pull away. Instead, those blue eyes stared up at the man as if begging for more. He was already sunk into them down to the base.
The creature swirled their tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, pulling away what little energy and focus he had left.
“I’m…trying…” the sailor uttered. Caspian squeezed his eyes shut, still feeling the hands of another creature rubbing his back in gentle patterns. He gripped the head of the kneeling creature below, his fingers slipping through their soft blonde curls. He found himself thrusting his hips, fucking deep into their hot, eager throat.
The woman stood between him and the tree, her arms crossed. “Not trying very hard though, are we? Come on now, pull your cock out from their mouth and come this way.”
The sailor glanced up and saw the woman waiting for him. He focused on her eyes and willed himself to move beyond the kneeling creature. Caspian shifted to the side, tugging his shaft out with a soft pop when it left their lips. His cock swung stiffly between his legs while he moved forward. He managed a few steps before staggering. Even with little physical touch remaining, the beautiful, pure voices of the sea creatures still drained him and made his legs like jelly.
The woman reached her arms out and caught him. “Pitiful. Can’t even manage to walk.”
As the woman held him, Caspian felt the warm, naked body of the blonde land creature who’d sucked him pressing against him from behind.
The pale-haired woman's amber eyes looked deeply into his. “Come." She beckoned the sailor in her arms and took a single step back.
Her word held a double meaning and the message split in his mind. Part of him pulled towards the tree while part of him longed to come for her. To remain close to the warmth and beauty he was surrounded by.
“You’re so close," she said.
Caspian's cock twitched in response. Yes. Yes, I am. So...so close. Close to the tree, just a few more feet away. Close to her, to those soft lips and her supple breasts. Close to coming, cock throbbing and dribbling on its own. He leaned closer, closer to the woman.
Just before their lips pressed together, she spoke the last words he’d ever hear. “So…wonderfully…pathetic."
Their kiss was bliss. The sailor's body melted into it. He felt sand, then cold water, then more hands and mouths as the last of his life drained away.