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Context: Rumor has it that a strange creature lives in the castle nearby. You see a light on in one of the towers but have never had the bravery to investigate. At least, not until tonight. What waits for you within its walls may very well prove to be your end. Or...?

Setting: Ashton's castle

Tags:[M4F][Sadodere Half-Drider Speaker][Humanoid Moth Listener][Sadistic][Teasing][Danger][VERY Spicy][Dominant]but[Playful][Trapped][Flirting?][Dom/Sub Energy][Spider Boi][Maybe Vampire?][CW: Spice Levels/Unpleasant Imagery]

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[Scene opens in Ashton’s study]

[SFX: A crackling fire]

[It’s been a few weeks since Ashton, you think, entrapped you. As always, he has requested you join him in his study after your morning bath and meal]

[SFX: A knock]

“Come in, Rosy.”

[SFX: The door swinging open and the Listener stepping in]

“If you are here that must mean it is… Oh, midday already? Goodness! Time does fly, doesn’t it? Well, I’d hate for our special time together to be interrupted. Come, you know where you belong.”

[SFX: Ashton patting his lap twice and the Listener sitting]

[...]

“Hmhm, still so indignant… We’ve been spending time together for, what, nearly a month? Here, let me scritch under that pretty little chin. You like that, don’t you?”

[He does indeed scritch under your chin and, like always, you hate how nice it feels]

[...]

“Aww, so cute. Wrinkling that little nose, making those cute sounds… There you go, burying your face in my chest to protect that sensitive little neck. Fine… I’ll let you rest in quiet while I read.”

[SFX: Pages flipping]

[...?]

“Mmh? What am I reading? Oh, just some tomes on necromancy, nothing special. Have to keep the ghosts that act as servants here somewhat happy, don’t I? Don’t worry, before you get upset. They’re more than happy to help out, provided I protect them from the ravenous demons that want to drag them to Hell for their crimes. Isn’t that quaint?”

[Pause]

“Oh…? You would like to read, too? Ah, of course. You come from the wild, I am sure you haven’t had much access to human tools. Especially books. Very well, I am more than happy to teach you. Your company has been pleasant… though you do make me so very hungry. Whatever will I do if I run out of food, my dear?”

[...]

[He smiles… you think. It’s hard to tell with the chitinous lower part of his face that connects into his mandibles]

[Pause?]

“Hmm? Oh, the part of my face a few inches beneath my nose. That is chitin, dear. Chitin and protein, of sorts. My body is a mix of it and… humanoid flesh, I suppose, from my chin down. It also makes up my mandibles, as I’m sure you’ve noticed… Why the sudden interest in my anatomy?”

[...]

[You tentatively reach up and scritch under his chin. His mandibles twitch and he shuts his eyes with what you swear might be a purr]

“Rrr… scritching under my chin, hm? You do love to play with fire, don’t you, my sweet Rosy? Are you enjoying watching my mandibles twitch?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles]

“Oh, my lips are right there, dear. You might not have noticed but I try not to open my mouth if I can help it. Most of you sweet, silky little creatures just have the most awful panic attacks when I do.”

[...]

“Mmh? You want to see it? Very well. But I’m going to wrap most of my arms around you, and use the last two to hold your face in place, alright? Heavens know I wouldn’t want to scare my puffy little darling.”

[SFX: His many arms shifting and holding you in place]

[He makes good on his word and holds you close, save for his last two hands. You think he smiles as a long, black tongue slips free]

“Mmh… my tongue, first. About seven inches when I yawn fully, very useful for probing into stubborn flesh that doesn’t want to come free. Now… ahh…”

[He opens his mouth, revealing many razor-sharp teeth]

“My nice, pointed teeth… Want to try your luck…?”

[SFX: The Listener reaching up to his face and Ashton playfully snapping his jaws shut]

[Pause!]

“Oops! I snapped my mouth shut inches from your little hand! Oh, don’t look so upset, Rosy… It’s just a reflex. Why, if I were to bury my face into that sweet little neck, it’d be a miracle if I didn’t bite…Let’s test that theory, shall we? I’m a fan of experimentation…”

[SFX: The Listener’s wings shudder and flap involuntarily]

“Ah…? Haha, and your reflexes are to desperately flap to be free, hmhm. Hold still, love. It’s important to keep still for experiments as dangerous as this one…”

[He leans down and you feel his very alien lips brush your skin while his mandibles search you]

[Pause]

“Mmh… You know, most spiders… or even Driders… wouldn’t use their mandibles to taste. No… Consider these like your standard jaw, yes? One doesn’t use their jaws to taste… they use them to hold prey in place, perhaps to help tear the flesh… but I can taste via mine if I really wish to… and you have the cutest taste of pollen and fear.”

[...]

[He purrs again as you scritch under his chin]

“Ah, more chin scritches… Hmhm. I really hate how nice that feels. Being docile just feels oh-so-wrong. But… it is making me sleepy.”

[He yawns and that nightmarish tongue rolls out]

[Pause!]

“Nyem… mmh. You know, I think it’s been… two years since I’ve slept? Come with me, if you will. Oh, stop staring at my tongue, dear. It’s not poisoned.”

[SFX: Ashton standing and the Listener’s wings flapping desperately]

“Ah ah ah, dear. Do you really think I’m going to let you go? You’re still injured, and now you have to be punished for trying to tame me. Since this is your fault, you will be taking responsibility for it.”

[SFX: His footsteps echoing throughout the castle followed by chirping birds]

“Here we are… My gardens.”

[Pause]

[He chuckles, stroking your nape]

“They are beautiful, aren’t they…? They were somewhat in disrepair before you arrived but… I thought it might put you at ease to have a safe little space for you to explore… For me to potentially hunt you, hmhm. I’ll set you down… feel free to explore while I settle in. You have ten minutes to return to me.”

[SFX: Chirping birds, gentle water, and general garden ambiance]

[You explore for a bit before dutifully returning to Ashton’s side. He’s lying on his back, half-asleep]

“Good Rosy, you came back right on time. Here, lie down with me.”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener lying by him]

“So obedient… So trusting. Even though you lie there with that little scowl on your face. You know… I think you’re the first that’s even seen me open my mouth and didn’t scream. And the way you breathed when my lips were inches from your neck… Act indignant, if you wish, but we both know you will not be able to pretend forever.”

[Pause]

[He rumbles with pleasure as you, indignant nonetheless, curl up at his side]

“There you go. Curl right on up.”

[He yawns again]

“I hope you have pleasant dreams, my soft little fuzz puff. Or that your nightmares are about me… Whichever.”

[You come pretty close to calling him an asshole but he’s already out. His mandibles twitch a little as he sleeps and, if you’d never heard him open his mouth, you might even say he looked kind of cute]

[To be continued]