Island Brothel

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Zylla, the Scylla, had been traversing the undersea for a while after it left the previous place where it had been visiting. Normally, it would have remained undersea for an indefinite amount of time, but after such interactions with those who lived on land, it was still somewhat curious about the life of those that were not reclusive sea monsters. So, sooner or later, Zylla rose up from the shore on a strange island in its normal size -- which was gigantic, to say the least. Zylla looked around with its glowing eyes to observe the island, head far above the trees, and it noticed some sort of resort upon it, as well as sensual looking people about. Interested, Zylla crawled farther up onto the shore, shrinking down as it did to a more average size before taking a path to the main attraction. Before long, Zylla caught the scent of someone familiar... But it didn't make sense how that could be so. However, it followed the scent all the way to the outer area of the resort, toward Six.

Zylla wasn't aware of what any such things listed would entail, and was going to leave the final decision up to Six, since it believed that she would find what was suitable and have Zylla attend to that, doing whatever might be the task presented, be it performing or doing maintenance. Zylla's response to all such sensual behaviors typically involved its tentacles, which explored various parts of Six's body as they frisked each other so intimately.

Zylla clasped its hands together. "I enjoyed it very much! That is why I came back, silly~!" Zylla laughed lightly, lettings its tentacles do as they may, tracing Six up and down her body where the greatest sensation of where she wished to be touched was, something like they could trace it. Yet Zylla itself looked completely innocent, and was doing this out of admiration of their friendship. "I'd love to know how to interact with people better!" Zylla exclaimed, its excitement growing.

Zylla licked its lips immediately after Six made contact, as if trying to savor the taste. "Um, well, I hope so!" Zylla proposed as it allowed Six to do as she would, appreciating her tender touch. "That might be nice," Zylla mentioned in regard to the prospect of being able to follow its proper path freely. It wrapped its arms around her neck in intimate embrace, nuzzling its face into her nape. But Zylla seemed somewhat detached from the idea of openly meeting people, since it didn't have the best experiences with others ever since it came to meet people, and also stopped eating people that randomly neared its dwelling out at sea. Kissing Six's neck, licking the spot lightly, it asked dreamily, "... Do you really think that is a good idea...?"

Zylla did have reservations about how others would treat it, but was also slightly worried about it being monstrous with people, as well. That is what ended up happening before, despite Zylla doing its best to fight such urges. With provocation from others, it ended up deferring to its natural monster instincts, but that only made things worse. It seemed somewhat scarred by such an experience, and so was hesitant to expose itself openly, save for to its new friend. She was very kind and intimate, and it was what Zylla was looking for. Its tentacles flicked about at the touch of Six's hand, seeming to show how much it liked her stroke, much like a dog's tail wagging when pet. The tender kiss was reassuring. "... I will do whatever you think is best..." Zylla uttered passionately, wanting to please its friend that pleased it. "... But let's start slow, okay?"

Zylla moaned softly, closing its eyes and letting itself get lost in Six's sensuality, which it seemed to be enjoying. It was tender and warm, yet stimulating and thoughtful; all such things Zylla felt good about in a friend who would treat it properly, and not mistreat it. This is what Zylla sincerely hoped for extending its trust. "... I would like that very much... To be by your side..." Zylla uttered again, the nuances of passion very clear, despite the low and vulnerable tone. The slap to its rear perked it up, and with a very slight and cute yip, it straightened up, eyes now wide, and face filled with shock. "... Oh my!" Zylla exclaimed, giggling sweetly. "... I like the way you touch me..." it continued to say, returning a friendly slap upon the rump with a stray tentacle. The others seemed to creep their way around Six's body here and there, but only in small, displaced strokes, focusing on no one area, and suction cups acting as tiny kisses upon her skin. "Do you like my touch?"

Zylla was rather attracted to Mistress Anessix's sensuality, and allowed her to have her way with Zylla's body, as Zylla partook of hers. With the security of closeness held by Six's grip, the kiss delivered was deepened. All the while, Zylla's hands had wrapped around Six's back, and its tentacles were caressing the many details of her body. There was a powerful sucking that came from her loins, which Six should have felt upon her own, like one partaking orally. The strength of it was astonishing, and as Zylla started to gyrate, the tightness of the suction intensified with every movement. "... I do enjoy your playfulness with my body," Zylla ended up saying, moving its hips gently.

Zylla's tentacles quickly became constricting, contracting like that of the tightening muscles of pleasure, coupled with short, quick breaths. "Then... Do with me what you like..." Zylla confirmed through the kisses, letting Six's member enter its body. Immediately, there was a grip upon it like no other, and the movements of Zylla became more rough down below. Each motion was like an airtight lock that had the capacity to squeeze the fluids straight from the thick bone. "I'll let you, if you'll treat me right..." Zylla spoke again, seeming adamant about this type of expression being suitable between them since it was comfortable sharing such intimacy with her.

Zylla was happy that Mistress Anessix was so willing, but Zylla wasn't talking about just fucking, despite that being one of the things inclusive to this type of friendship between them. It didn't think much of it, because Six had proven herself to be more thoughtful than just where things were at right now, which was why Zylla was so receptive at all to this. After the kiss, Zylla bit its lip, feeling the form of the penis inside of it. "Show me, then..." Zylla invited further, letting its arms sprawl upon the desk, as the tentacles did most of the bodily work now in caressing Six. The cups upon the appendages would cup her cups, the sensation upon her nipples like sucking kisses, which Zylla hoped Six could enjoy.

Zylla's breath intensified, yet kept in time with the strokes from Six, each throb met with a sucking clench, which seemed geared toward milking the cock whilst maximizing pleasure. Unbeknownst to Zylla was the nature of the fluid that came from Six, that which inspired the more primal instincts in the sea monster -- be that a positive or negative thing. All too quickly as it was stimulated, the tentacles squirmed more, likely to Six's pleasure... But it wasn't just out of pleasure. One of them wrapped around Six's ankle, raising her leg up, yet also providing secure balance, so that she wouldn't stop thrusting. Other tentacles seemed to stir, slapping the ground progressively harder. Zylla soon started to make some rather vicious sounding monster noises, something like a feral dinosaur, yet mixed with a gurgling like an aquatic being. Words were escaping it now, and its grip on the desk with its hands tightened, to the point where one might hear the tension of the fingertips' grip.

Zylla wasn't going to resist a moment that it invited Anessix to share with it, but it would fight the urges to become a ravenous and vicious sea monster, at the risk of going primal and potentially hurting her, or causing other types of damage. She was definitely playing with a dangerous situation, but Zylla had resolved to keep itself from doing anything that would bring Six any detriment. It fought off the primal urges hard -- even visibly so. Yet it still ended with various spasms that were coupled with the pleasures of sex. Even so, the strength of Zylla was not something to be taken lightly, especially now that it was getting more wild. Just the same as a tentacle wrapped around the ankle did another wrap around the thigh, squeezing it firmly as Zylla continued making a variety of foreign noises. It curled its body upward, defined abdomen more easily perceived from such a position, with creases accentuating the tone. There was a look in Zylla's glowing silver eyes...

Zylla's active restraint could be determined by the guttural gurgles in its throat, as well as a look of repression upon its face. The influence of Six's cum was great, but it seemed like Zylla's resolve coupled with Six's sentiment allowed for it to gradually calm. The gurgles eventually became something like coos, but still guttural. Admiration for Zylla's natural physique also brought a sense of sedation, something like a dog getting its stomach rubbed. Pulsating clenched could be felt contracting about the member, and a hand once clenching the desk gripped the hand of Six that groped one of the juicy, bare breasts it bore.

Zylla's tongue shyly poked from lightly parted lips, longer than what one might considered 'normal'; enough to be able to lap at Six's fingers before retracting back into its home. "You think I'm... Beautiful...?" Zylla asked tenderly, withholding noises of pleasure. The sentiment was enough to cause its emotions to well up, which brought about greater stimulation, denoted by the sudden clenching grip of Zylla's hands to Six's back. Still, Zylla continued managing its restraint, though the odd squealing moan of passion slipped out every now and then. The tightness of its loins had barbaric strength that only grew stronger as a signal of hinting toward a higher level of stimulation.

Zylla's entire body clenched with pleasure as it felt the spill of Six's load inside of it, which again stirred up the monster within. Though it was right now the one being mounted, that all too quickly changed with the spring of the backmost tentacles, which threw Zylla from its position and caused it to now slam Six into the ground. Zylla was on top now, and the monstrous urges it once fought were seeping out. The suction cups secured Zylla's position, trapping Mistress Anessix under it, and it drove its hands into hers, in order to subdue them. The monster's position now allowed it to be the one to slam itself upon her, thereby also forcing her dick deeper into it. With a dominating roar, the rapidly contracting hole harboring Six's meat constricted very tightly, and loud, staccato moans of satisfaction were omitted from Zylla as its free tentacles curled like toes. Its own secretions ended up seeping out, wetting Six. Unsurprisingly, the ejaculate was black, like ink.

Zylla's breathing remained heavily, yet regulated after some time, with low, gurgling hums coming from it every now and then. The sloppy slapping of final intimate moments further squeezed out secretions, coupled with light, squelching slaps of tentacles on the ground. Zylla's hands slid down six's arms and to her chest, tensing up into a clawing fashion as they raked down her chest and abdomen, Zylla's own flexing as it relished in the feelings shared between them. Soon enough, Zylla's attention refocused, and it was able to come out of the more primal blindness it once had. With Six still inside, it bounced a bit more on her member, before a deeper press fully swallowed it whole. Zylla's tentacles slithered about Six's body lackadaisically, eventually thrusting them up, yet Zylla itself remained attached to Six's waist. The tentacles clung securely, curling about her like the body of a serpent. "... Has this been enjoyable for you...?" it asked, wanting to know if it was satisfying.

Zylla fell into the passion of the kiss, bringing its arms behind it so that it could acquire leverage. It seemed the last little bit of passion exhibited by Mistress Anessix triggered Zylla a bit with more of its own, which was expressed by tentacles tightly ensnaring her and wrapping her up against Zylla's bod, where she would feel the softness of its breasts and tightness of its abs. The undulations of their genitals that had come to a halt reared up again, like starting locomotion of a coal train, with all such intent on a train wreck from the rise. "Nnn... I'm so happy that you think so highly of me..." Zylla mentioned as it continued, even still, to indulge in the moment with Mistress Anessix.

Zylla's tentacles rolled up and down Six's thighs, tenderly stroking them as she expressed herself to Zylla, who was flattered, and became shy. Its genital muscles contracted happily at her praise, clenching yet again as it pried itself from her love-maker. "No one has ever said such lovely things to me before..." Zylla swooned. "I did not know that I was all such things..." It was happy that Anessix was so satisfied by this relationship they had together. "... But I enjoy you and your friendship, as well..." Turning back toward her, Zylla tapped her nose with a finger. "That is why I shared myself with you..."

Zylla was very enraptured by the moment between the two of them, and was more than willing to stay with Six based on just their companionship alone. Though Zylla was indeed a primal creature, primal nature was not just indicative of solely sexual pleasantry. It was a very intense and sensitive thing; something that was dulled in many beings over time, due to how dangerous it could get. But beyond dangers, there were other sensations that came from primal instinct, which plenty overlooked for the sexual or the violent, which were most commonly portrayed. It was Six's final sentiments that gripped Zylla, and in return, it slowly reached to grip her hands with its own, clasping them together. "... I am already your friend," Zylla spoke sincerely, kissing her fingers. "And you are mine." It pulled Anessix toward it, their hands remaining clasped, and the embrace of its tentacles enveloping them, like the hug of a mother. "You do not need to worry about that any longer..."

Zylla was pleased to know that Six felt similarly as it did, and that the two of them had bonded so. This is what Zylla wanted the entire time, though it wasn't able to have such experiences with the ones who were afraid of it or hated it, or those whom it saw as fodder. So this was a special relationship to it. "... I would love to stay in a place that has lots of swimming room," Zylla mentioned. "I don't think I'd be comfortable just out on the dry land all of the time, especially not in a place where I'd like to be relaxing and private." It didn't know if Six even had such accommodations, however. "If you don't have that, I can just go stay at the beach, or something like that."

Zylla could tell that Mistress Anessix wasn't too familiar with the biology of aquatic creatures, and despite Zylla's capacity to remain on dry land indefinitely, when it came to comfort, the feel of water and moving throughout was always going to be more suitable that simple moisture alone -- something like a fish needing a tank to swim in and not just be wet. "What about that area that you took me to previously?" Zylla insisted as it was dropped from the smog with Six, arms wrapped around her so that it would retain support. "If not, then I do not mind lounging in the pool area." Though the obvious better choice was to go live on the outskirts of the beach, where the waters were vast and free, Zylla seemed to want to be nearer to Anessix, even at the expense of a bit of comfort. It wasn't life-threatening, after all. "Is that possible at all?"

Zylla was happy that Six was being so thoughtful, so Zylla thought to think more thoughtfully, as well. "... That's fine..." Zylla eventually said, "... I guess I will just have to stay with you in your quarters." A loving stroke of the face by its hand guided Six's to its own, where it would give her a deep press of its lips upon hers. "Maybe in your own room you can set up something for me," Zylla suggested playfully. It didn't seem at all serious about the notion; just that it was a playful thought altogether. "Does my company in close quarters sound at all pleasing to you...?" A tentacle wrapped around Six's thigh, like a leg which would cross it and interlace with it.

Zylla's tentacle spread Six's leg as another wriggled about her nether area, stimulating the outside with its writhing touch. "Well that would certainly make for a better space," it did agree. "... But I was only kidding. There is no need to go out of your way," Zylla admitted. But it seemed like the playful suggestion went over well with Mistress Anessix, and Zylla was also taken by the moment. "... It was more like me asking to spend time with you," Zylla corrected lovingly. "... But I think it can be read into that things like what you're thinking could potentially occur with me so close..." A quick kiss to the cheek and some cheek action to rub it in, and then Zylla was back to looking at Six fondly.

Zylla's heart became flustered with Six's sentiments, noted by the sudden writhing of tentacles, albeit rather controlled. The words conjoined with the kiss were enough to cause Zylla to lightly squeak. "My, you're so intimate... But who says you need to wait until the night, if I will be here with you so often?" Its hand found its way to Six's breast, flicking it a bit, affectionately; playfully. "I think that I can help you out, if you really need sex like I need water..." The motion of the tentacles became frisky, and the suction cups lightly curled around Six's shaft, the vacuums like kisses to her member -- all the way to the tip. A strong grip secured it, stroking it some as Zylla's body pressed more closely upon Six's. "... I will make sure that your needs are met."

Zylla was a primal sea monster that more or less lived on instinctive primal feelings, albeit still retained consciousness and complex thought and feelings. The precum's sensation caused the tentacle's grip to tighten, the strength of which one could liken to a gorilla's grip. The tugs became more forceful, but were slow, as to not cause discomfort. "It would not be good to leave your kindness unrepaid..." Zylla said, delivering the firm and decisive strokes as its other tentacles started becoming more active. "... I am used to a lifestyle of living catering to my own desires... So this should not be too different for me." Whereas Six may have dealt with beings that did not always have access to their primal instincts, Zylla was more or less always living in them. "Do you believe I cannot handle it...?"

Zylla's eyes were tender to Six, and its hands grasped her jawline to guide her face to its eyes, so they they might lock, and they could speak intimately. "Tell me what you believe I should know," Zylla said directly, halting the strokes of the phallus so that it might allow Anessix to concentrate. "If you feel that way at all, then that is a sign that I can trust you."

Zylla felt for Six and her natural aphrodisiac -- it was part of what she was as a being, not who she was as a person. Inside, beyond anything physical that attracted a mate, she could have been searching for love, which was independent of physical attractions, though usually intertwined. Zylla seemed to understand this fundamentally, since it was a primal thing, but was unaware of what Six meant by a... 'Date'. "What is a date?" Zylla asked with natural naivete, letting itself submit to Six's intimacy, where it curled up into her and let its tentacles much less noticeably stroke her all over. "I do not know many customs, so you will have to explain this thoroughly to me." Having not ever been exposed to any civilization except one and normally eating anyone that crossed its path, Zylla was not aware of whatever a date was to any degree -- never had been on one; didn't know they existed.

Zylla didn't seem at all deterred after hearing an explanation, and was in fact quite inspired. "But I like you," Zylla said quite simply and directly, as if that was all there was to the matter. "So we will date now." It almost immediately removed itself from Mistress Anessix entirely, letting its tentacles touch the ground, as it grasped her hand with its own, as if to pull her from the couch and take her somewhere -- anywhere. It really didn't know, but according to the explanation, anywhere would do. "I will date you while swimming, so that you will date me by swimming, and know that I like to be in the water with you!" This seemed correct in Zylla's mind. "Let us depart immediately!" Zylla could smell the waters wherever it was, since moisture had its own special 'smell' and 'texture', especially to an aquatic creature adapted for it.