The Siren's Lover

After graduating from with a degree in Mythical Marine Biology, Sophie applies for an internship at the World Mythical Marine Facility at the Wild Seas. The research facility harbors different species of marine wildlife ranging from the normal sharks and orca whales, to the less found mythical creatures like mermaids and krakens.

Sophie couldn't wait to work with all the creatures she had only ever seen in her books.

She has no idea that she was going to learn a lot more about herself than any of the creatures that she was going to meet.

The first day she arrives at the facility, she walks into carnage as a siren has been mistaken for a mermaid and placed in the tank together with one. As the others rush to the mermaid's aid, she approaches the tank that now houses the lone siren who stares at her like she holds all the answers to the universe. His ethereal beauty draws her in and his Song threatens to devour her whole, but when he drags her into the water with her, she inhales and drowns in the pleasure that he gives her.

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“Wait. Not now,” she said hastily. “I'm not dress-"

Her next few words of protest were cut off as he leapt forward and wound his arms around her, pulling her into the water. As the cold ocean water engulfed her, entering her mouth and filling her lungs when she accidentally inhaled sharply, she thought she was going to die. The sharp tang of saltwater filled all of her, choking her. She struggled against him, fingers digging into his skin that was surprisingly soft to the touch. She thought it would be like scratching against cold metal, that his scales would sooner cause her to lose her nails, but that didn't seem to be the case.

It was silly that she was still admiring the softness of his skin when he was actively trying to kill her. But why now? It wasn't like he didn't have plenty of opportunities before.

The water was freezing cold. It made sense, since water in the dark depths of the ocean must be colder than she could possibly imagine. She was still flailing, panicking as she drank in more seawater, but even that was cut short as she was suddenly brought up to the surface and pressed against the tank's glass, her head no longer submerged in the cold liquid. With a desperate gasp, she inhaled the fresh air greedily, eyes and nose burning.

“What— what're you-" she spluttered when she could finally find her voice.

He didn't seem to care about her struggling against him, busy sliding his tail against her legs, twirling their bodies together. He reminded her, in that moment, of a giant snake coiling around it's prey, squeezing the life out of it. She had a sudden, wild image of him unhinging his bottom jaw to swallow her whole.

His head did, indeed get closer to her, but instead of swallowing her head, he pressed his mouth against her neck, sucking bruises on her pulse.

“What're you doing?” she managed to gasp out loud, the suddenness of his action paired with the utter inappropriateness of his behavior causing her brain to finally reboot. She pressed the palms of her hands against his chest, pushing hard to try and free herself, but there was barely an inch of space between them with how tightly he had wound his tail around her. It seemed proportionate to his body when she was observing him outside of the tank, but now that she was in here with all of his tail wrapped around her body like that, she was beginning to doubt her perception of anything.

She was beginning to question if he was really trying to kill her when he bit down on her neck hard enough to pierce through skin and draw blood. She could smell the scent of metal in the air. She cried out, more in panic than in pain.