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FB3X Drabble Cascade #49 - Weave
Title: A Proposal (PG, were-spider)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: Weave
Not a sweet snuggle cause well there’s going to be sex involved.
“You do intend to let me go once you’ve shown me what you can turn into?” Penn asked trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
Archie smiled, “Maybe you won’t ask to be let go after I’m done with you.” He shrugged. “It could happen.” He tied the last knot, tucking in the end neatly.
“If you bite me will I become like you?” A person had to ask after all when dealing with paranormals who said they could change shape. “Or is that just when the moon is full?”
“Full moon has little to do with it. Now,” he tore off a bit of duct tape with his human appearing teeth, “once I get you back to my nest, I’ll take the tape off so don’t panic.”
Penn nodded his head, his eyes white in the moonlight, stretched wide in panic anyway over the makeshift gag.
Archie sighed, “Alright. Now don’t panic, remember.”
Penn watched in horror as his boyfriend lover changed, becoming roundish and then the legs started erupting.
Oh God. A were-spider. and then, two large wings unfolded and Penn stopped thinking past Flying were-spider.
Tenderly Penn was gathered up before Archie took to the air, held securely so as not to be dropped. The nest wasn’t too far out in the country. Far enough that if he screamed there was a good chance no one would hear. He was so screwed.
The house was one of those new age get back to nature things, made to fit into the environment and utilizing the ground’s natural capabilities for temperature control. It was mostly underground, almost a burrow.
Who am I kidding, it is a burrow even if he calls it a nest. Then a thought occurred. Please don’t let there be any of his kids at home. Kids would definitely mean he was dinner.
He felt a jerking as his pants were opened and the brush of fine hairs as his important bits were worked out into the air by … palps. Those are palps. He wiggled a little in protest and two of the legs reached forward to pin his shoulders to the bed? and a palp stroked up and down his belly.
Archie moved and the tape was pulled carefully off as he hovered above Penn.
“Please don’t eat me.”
There was a chuckling sound from a human appearing mouth. “Not even if my pedipalps are going to fuck you up the ass while I do? I want to suck you dry and when you’ve recovered, do it again and again. We’ve got all weekend before I take you to meet my folks.” He nodded, “If you want to.”
Penn looked into the two largest eyes, more than two was difficult, and considered. “If you bite me do I become a spider or dead?”
“Nope. I’m NOT going to eat you.”
“Alright.” Penn nodded, “ask me after you suck me dry the first time.”
Archie’s chelicerae pulled to the sides grinning, “Will do.”
Continues here with human version of Archie
Title: A Proposal (PG, were-spider)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: Weave
Not a sweet snuggle cause well there’s going to be sex involved.
“You do intend to let me go once you’ve shown me what you can turn into?” Penn asked trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
Archie smiled, “Maybe you won’t ask to be let go after I’m done with you.” He shrugged. “It could happen.” He tied the last knot, tucking in the end neatly.
“If you bite me will I become like you?” A person had to ask after all when dealing with paranormals who said they could change shape. “Or is that just when the moon is full?”
“Full moon has little to do with it. Now,” he tore off a bit of duct tape with his human appearing teeth, “once I get you back to my nest, I’ll take the tape off so don’t panic.”
Penn nodded his head, his eyes white in the moonlight, stretched wide in panic anyway over the makeshift gag.
Archie sighed, “Alright. Now don’t panic, remember.”
Penn watched in horror as his boyfriend lover changed, becoming roundish and then the legs started erupting.
Oh God. A were-spider. and then, two large wings unfolded and Penn stopped thinking past Flying were-spider.
Tenderly Penn was gathered up before Archie took to the air, held securely so as not to be dropped. The nest wasn’t too far out in the country. Far enough that if he screamed there was a good chance no one would hear. He was so screwed.
The house was one of those new age get back to nature things, made to fit into the environment and utilizing the ground’s natural capabilities for temperature control. It was mostly underground, almost a burrow.
Who am I kidding, it is a burrow even if he calls it a nest. Then a thought occurred. Please don’t let there be any of his kids at home. Kids would definitely mean he was dinner.
He felt a jerking as his pants were opened and the brush of fine hairs as his important bits were worked out into the air by … palps. Those are palps. He wiggled a little in protest and two of the legs reached forward to pin his shoulders to the bed? and a palp stroked up and down his belly.
Archie moved and the tape was pulled carefully off as he hovered above Penn.
“Please don’t eat me.”
There was a chuckling sound from a human appearing mouth. “Not even if my pedipalps are going to fuck you up the ass while I do? I want to suck you dry and when you’ve recovered, do it again and again. We’ve got all weekend before I take you to meet my folks.” He nodded, “If you want to.”
Penn looked into the two largest eyes, more than two was difficult, and considered. “If you bite me do I become a spider or dead?”
“Nope. I’m NOT going to eat you.”
“Alright.” Penn nodded, “ask me after you suck me dry the first time.”
Archie’s chelicerae pulled to the sides grinning, “Will do.”
Continues here with human version of Archie
