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(Content warning. +18 explicit sexual content. 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️)

I could not force anyone to proofread this obscenity. So be mindfull that I most definitely will still change things. This is not the final draft, but I want to keep the story going at a good pace. This chapter is 90% smut, if you are not into that, I shall add a TLDR at the end of the chapter.)

'My mate…'

Those words unsettled the hag for a moment. Inbetween the jolts of pleasure that surged through his body as her sex clenched around him, he attempted to dissect them, his effort severely limited, due to obvious…distractions.

A mate? Was that even possible? Charybdis long thought himself excluded from having the identity of a Mer. Their curious social habits had only briefly applied to him as a pup, and that was many, many years ago…

What little similarities they shared then, dwindled even further as he altered his body to what it was now. The snakelike length of his tail forever stained and separated him from the species he previously considered ‘kin’. They were ‘them’ and he was ‘him’ and he never regretted that.

From the way he understood it, mating happened when two compatible mer coupled. It required a certain amount of goodwill from all parties involved, sure, but when push came to shove, all it took was one passionate or careless encounter and voila! A lifelong pact snapped into existence, the risks of getting stuck with someone less than favorable were real…

There had been several occasions in his past when those requirements were met. Brief distractions all, only meant to keep his mind and body occupied. Even if he could not refute the compatibility of their bodies to his, he could be rid of his partners the very next day if he so wished, As easily disposed of as a broken toy. It seemed he was immune to the magical ‘make-believe’ closeness, referred to as a ‘mating bond’. Yet another thing he’d cut out of himself, dead and lost to the deep forever.

Or so he assumed. As this female lay caged underneath his body, her heat lighting up his scales at every possible touch, a faint tickle originated between the blades of his shoulders, traveling up the back of his neck and towards the base of his skull. It was a strange sensation, like the cutting of a knife, but instead of something being taken away, he was left with something new and unfamiliar. It dazed him. The little female, still underneath his body, thrummed with impatience. He pulled at her still trapped wrists, but his hold on her stayed firm.

‘Be mine…’ she hummed, as her chin raised ever so slightly towards him. Just like something a temptress would do, he smiled to himself.

Again the tingles pulled tight, so very faint it was almost imperceivable. They were the whispers of a ghost that no longer existed within him. He shook his head in an attempt to be rid of them.

‘Charybdis, please.’ She finally moaned. Scylla glanced up at him with hooded eyes, now looking every bit the seductress that he knew she could be. Hearing his name on her lips was like a spell in its own right, the sound she made on top of that…, it was enough to unravel him completely. All strength drained from his arms, and his lips sank down upon hers as the rest of the world fell away. All that was left was her. She was all he would ever need.

Releasing her wrists, one of his claws cupped the base of her head, cushioning it.

‘Yes,-’ he whispered against her lips, unsure if she would even hear. As abundant or brief as his time might end up being, he would spend it by her side. ‘Only ever yours.’

The tingle at the back of his mind turned to a swirling boil, warming his chest and sending him plummeting over the edge as his entire body clenched.

He wasn't even all the way inside of her, but his cock pulsed, pressure gathering at the base and tightened until he came roaring. Thick ropes of warm seed spilled from him as he writhed on top of her. The sudden orgasm caught him so completely off guard, he couldn’t stop himself from crying out.

'F-fuck…, what's happening?! Haa!-' he involuntarily thrust his hips and pushed his torso up as the rest of his body tried its best to deal with the sudden onslaught of pleasure. It was too much. He could feel her thrash and squirm, riding out a wave of similar pleasure. Once her breathing evened out, she glanced up with lustridden eyes.

Charybdis collapsed on top of her, resting his weight on the tiny female. She was so tiny in his arms, but endured it with a soft groan.

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Scylla's lay gasping for air as the tugging at her heart settled down. What they’d just done… Next to the immense satisfaction, she also held a sense of pride. Perhaps it was absolutely vulgar of her to feel that way, but screw it! Her mate was the Hag of bones. An involuntary smile curled onto her lips. Her head cocked to the side so she could watch him, but broad shoulders blocked her vision. Luckily she could still enjoy the warmth of his body against hers, the feel of solid muscle underneath smooth skin. She let out an audible purr.

‘You’re happy?’ He sounded surprised.

‘Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?’

After nuzzling her cheek, Charybdis leaned in to place a soft kiss on her lips. It was such a soft and careful gesture, like she’d break if he made any sudden moves. Scylla could almost cry.

‘I’m not…entirely sure what happened there. I usually…, fuck.’ Is he blushing? Scylla pushed at his chest until he raised his head to look down at her. Why is he apologizing?

Had it something to do with the mating bond? Her ears flicked at the thought. Calling Charybdis 'her mate' forced him over the edge quite violently, but the same thing happened to her. In her eyes, everything was normal, perfect. His heat coated her insides, it was undeniable proof of what just happened. The thought made her smile involuntarily. ‘You know what happened.’

Slipping her hands to his face, she gently caressed his cheek. The hag stirred, his breathing turning uneven as he lifted his torso up and off her. Looming over her like a scorned predator, he growled.

'Were mated…?' His voice turned rough and fierce, but that didn't worry her at all. Not after what they just did. He was just… nervous. His scent gave him away. Being in unfamiliar territory after existing for as long as he had, it was bound to be  at least a bit intimidating. Scylla pressed her lips together in a comforting smile. So hags could get nervous too.

She nodded. 'Were mated.'

The muscles of his abdomen rippled and for the first time since they started, Scylla noticed his tail, curling up around her. He pulled out of her. A string of white seed still connected the tip of his cock to her slit. At the sight, he let out an approving masculine purr. Scylla felt a bloom in her chest. Then her world twisted as he lifted her up, bracing his tail against the tight cavern walls, he laid her down on top of it. In between a mass of scales and muscle, he was everywhere now, taking up her whole vision. She could even feel his pulse, beating faintly at her back down the length of his tail. She listened to it with a held breath. Then a flash of yellow appeared over her and his torso came back into vision. Her gorgeous broody mate slipped next to her, easing down and pulling her into his chest. Trailing a finger along his scales, she curiously inspected her new bedding. Outlining scale after scale, occasionally tidying up where the rocks had scraped them out of place, she drew a low groan from him. They weren’t pure black, as she previously thought, but sheened with vibrant greens, blues, and purples. Who would have thought a male like him would brandish quite so many colors. You just had to look closely. Closer than most could probably get. Well, she would have plenty of time to get to know every little part of him. Memorize these colors like they were her own. It didn’t matter that she didn’t know everything just yet. There would be time.

‘Aren’t hags supposed to look monstrous?’ Scylla rolled to her side so she lay facing him, instantly freezing as she felt a peculiar liquid trickle from her slit and down her scales. Please don’t notice. Letting out a chuckle, Charybdis raised an eyebrow.

‘You will need to be more specific. How do you reckon?’

And he took the bait! Scylla grinned. Teasing him a bit wouldn’t hurt. ‘Where’s the slime? Where are the warts and the tentacles?! I was promised ugly that could make pups cry and females faint.’ Her body shifted as he moved his tail around.

‘I’m gonna refrain from answering that question, what you see is what you get.’

‘But you’re almost normal! Apart from the obvious, of course!’ Blowing bubbles, Scylla put on her best innocent pout.

‘Normal?!’ He barked a laugh. ‘Well, that is certainly a first.’

‘I’d almost say plain looking. I kinda feel cheated.’ Again, his tail moved underneath her. As she egged him on little by little, his eyes darkened with complaisant amusement.

‘Cheated, huh? Perhaps you can request a continuation of the ritual then?’

Scylla hummed in response. ‘Maybe…, there’s still Diaval…’

Charybdis hurled himself over her with surprising celerity.

‘Careful, my mate.’ He rumbled a possessive purr.

Taking advantage of the proximity to his face, Scylla leaned in for a quick kiss. Resisting her  only for a moment, Charybdis relented and opened up to her advances. She eagerly slipped her tongue past his fangs, tasting every bit of him. Having plenty of time, didn’t mean she wasn’t eager to get started exploring. As she retreated with a bit of a sloppy ‘pop’, she nuzzled her nose along the side of his neck. ‘So touchy…’

'Remember what I said before?' He pushed her down, a hint of amusement made its way back to his face and the sight warmed her heart. The male she fell in love with, with his sideways smile, would always send her pulse racing.

'Refresh my memory, Charybdis…'adding his name as another way of teasing. It became unmistakably clear just how much of an impact whispering his name had on him. She intended to take advantage of it as much as possible.

Just as expected, his gaze darkened, but to her surprise that wasn't the only part of him to react. His cock jumped to attention, hard as steel once again already, droplets of seed already collecting at the tip.

'Oh, my sneaky little queen.' he growled. 'You claim to possess me, provoke me, and then you play innocent?' her tail curled. He wasn't really upset with her, quite the opposite in fact. She could tell by the look on his face, the movement of his shoulders and a strangle little pull at the back of her mind. Nudging the head of his cock to her entrance again, he growled. Scylla relaxed into it with a lust filled purr. Oh, she remembered alright…but she would let him have his fun.

'Shall I fuck you until you remember? Until you beg me for release? Depending on how sweet that sounds, maybe I'll oblige …or maybe I'll keep going until one of us passes out?' he pushed into her slightly, drawing a soft hiss from her lips. Okay, perhaps I taunted a bit too much. Her surprise must have shown, because he dipped his head down towards her left breast, sliding his tongue all the way up before stopping at her face, raising an eyebrow and nonchalantly adding. 'My queen?'

Yeah, he’s getting back at me. Fuck.

Twirling a tentacle from his scalp, she grinned. 'You best back up those claims, my mate…'

'As you command…'

He slammed into her, those glorious ridges running past the edges of her slit, driving her down into the cushioned flesh of his tail. She gasped. So there was another level of intensity to this. Getting caught unprepared, Scylla let out a satisfied yelp.

Her shoulder lowered as the coil of his tail shifted, angling her to give him better access to the rest of her body.

A claw teased between her breasts, drawing circles around one of her nipples until the slightest graze made her mewl with want. This was the relief her brother sought with those trashy females, but this was so much more still. This was everything. Their bond was still being molded, Searing hot and pliable, beaten further into existence every time their bodies and souls came together. She for one couldn't get enough, and judging by his eagerness, Charybdis was met with the same need to forge it into something unbreakable.

As previously promised, this new pace was brutal. Gone were the soft and sweet touches. Her world turned into a waterfall of pleasure as the hag fell upon her with an insane hunger. Touching and nipping everywhere until she was covered in little scrapes and cuts. The lines between his body and hers blended together with every sharp breath and pant. She returned his attention in kind, littering kisses across his collarbone and everywhere she could reach as he held her. Her lips curled around one of the bony protrusions there, pulling at it until the hag was forced to lower his chest. His hips hit the ridge of her tail as he bottomed out and stars exploded behind her eyes as he hit a spot within her that halted her capacity for thought. She cried out in ecstasy.

Focussing his attention on that one spot, Charybdis growled.

'You're mine.'

Somewhere in the distance, she heard him, and a happy shudder surged through her body. Then he thrusted into it again and the thought exploded into a thousand pieces.

'Yours…' she managed to stutter before falling prey to the rise of pleasure once more. She was getting close, a coil tightening inside of her.

A low, almost monstrous growl rumbled from down his throat. 'Lift your head…' his voice came out panting.

Processing her mate's request, Scylla rolled her chin away, glancing up at the ceiling. But why? From the corner of her eye, she could see him lower his face down to her neck, eyes filled with hunger and completely lusted over. A ripple of fear surged through her, causing him to pause. 'This won't hurt…' he muttered softly as he trailed his nose along those fine scales reverently. Then his fangs pierced her sensitive skin, right as he slammed into her again. She came hard, her body clenching around him as she submitted wave after wave of pleasure. Her claws raked at his back as she helplessly rode out her orgasm around his cock. If at all possible, his cock hardened even further, the length of him pulsing as he grinded into her sex.

That tingle in the back of her head pulsed and purred as pure happiness flooded Scylla. Not just her own, she realized, but his. He drank from her life and it was the most delicious taste to ever pass his lips. A purr vibrated against her neck as her mate's tongue greedily lapped the blood from her scales. He was right, there was no pain whatsoever, only exceptional bliss.

Then the bliss turned into a need that cut through everything she was feeling.

Between one gulp and the next, Charybdis' lips came loose with a raunchy 'pop'.

'Bite me..' he panted. Her ears rang, Scylla had to blink some sense back into existence before his words made any sort of sense.

‘What? Why?’

'Claim me in return.' He growled, his voice coated in a thick and heavy want.

Scylla hesitated, still lingering on an intoxicating high of pleasure. Claim him? She didn’t even know that was a thing.

Frustrated by her lack of reaction, Charybdis undulated, sliding himself out of her, leaving her empty and incomplete. She mewled needily.

'Fuck! Darling, I need this. I beg of you, please.' Drawing a line in the crook of his neck, going as far as breaking his own skin until droplets of blood seeped out, he gestured. 'Right there.' She could feel his desperation like it was her own, overpowering even her own need. Clenching her jaw where he indicated, she bit down.

Scylla's pupils dilated. The taste of him was even better than Ambrosia. Charybdis roared and spasmed, burying into her like his life depended on it.

'Fuck! I'm yours. My matron. My queen… Shit! Scy-lla…-ah!!!' He bucked as he came, and as the heat of him spilled into her, she followed him over the edge again.

(TLDR: They mate, Charybdis is weird about it. Charybdis gets over it. Snakehugs!! Scylla pokes the bear. They mate AGAIN. Charybdis decides feeding right then and there is his kink. Dommy hag goes very sub hag for a minute.)