#nokken

Yet, over time, something in the way he looked at you became less of a disgust and more of a… reluctant admiration. Eventually, too, that reluctant admiration had become an adoring gaze. Years of watching you had softened the creature- the river’s fearsome Nokken- to your presence. Something in him couldn’t help but cherish the moments he could view you as you spent time in your secret little area.

Something else in him, along the way, had convinced him that you’d come back each time just for him. After all, if it weren’t for him, your serene area would surely have been invaded- there had been more than one occasion in which he’d lured other unwitting humans who dared enter your space to the river, bringing them to their end. You weren't aware of this, surely, but he didn't care.

But it was love that guided his hand and claw, of course! What other emotion could it be- what other feeling could ignite such broiling passion in him- if not ‘love’ to keep your hideaway hidden for just the two of you?

Sure, you had no idea he was there- no idea that he even existed or watched- but one day you would.

One day soon.

Today.

All day you had been eyeing the river. Nobody could blame you, it was dreadfully hot out and you had been keeping active with your whirls, twirls, and leaps. There was a sheen of perspiration atop your nose and full cheeks, drops of sweat rolling down your temples.

The roots of your hair were already wet and surely you’d feel better if you were to indulge in the river’s cool water.

You stepped a bit closer, looking down at the pleasant splashing stream before you, recalling all the warnings of your fellow villagers about nearing rivers. Clearly they must have been mistaken- if there were any danger then you would have encountered it by now, would you not?

So you decided at that moment that, yes, you would like to go for a swim in the river. There’s no real danger there, the people in the village must be mistaken. Yeah, for sure they’re mistaken. And you’re only going to get a bit wet anyway.

Shedding your clothing, you stepped forward into the river. For a moment, you stood stark still, tense as if you were expecting to be suddenly injured. Moments later nothing had happened yet and you felt like a fool for believing in old tales.

Ha! Those silly villagers- they had always said you weren’t bright, and yet here you were- proving them wrong! Would bright minds be scared of a folktale in a river? Of course not! So here you were, wading further into the river and pridefully gleaming with your newfound “brightness.”

But who you didn’t see was staring at you. The Nokken, half submerged right across the shore, his body shimmering under the bright light, camouflaging himself in the shiny water so you couldn’t even think about possible monsters lurking.

He’s been good, he’s been waiting. Observing and stalking, waiting until this day arrived. And you hadn’t disappointed him. You were as perfect today as you were the day he first saw you- even if he didn’t accept it back then.

The cool feel of the water against your skin sent a shudder up your spine as you slowly got chest deep, your nipples pebbling in response to the coldness. You were barely far enough to be worried, but something inside of you urged you to run back. You chuckled at your silliness, there’s nothing there! If it was, you’d be drowning already, wouldn’t you?

The Nokken hesitated as he rose just a bit in the water, his long hair wetly draping itself against his head, before he submerged completely, an idea to create an opportunity to win your trust bubbling in his mind. He’d spook you- grab your foot with his clawed hand underwater- and then “save you” as if something else had grabbed you.

Swimming swiftly and smoothly below, he reached out- at first he merely grazed his claw along your calf, admiring it for a moment before grabbing your ankle firmly. Your scream was so loud that even under the water he could hear it perfectly. But he couldn’t have other humans arriving to save you, so he pulled you down fully. Beneath the surface, he swam back behind his rock, his plan now set in motion for him to swoop- well, swim- in and “save” you.

From himself.

Not that you knew that!

And lucky you (but really, lucky him), he swam in your direction so fast you could barely be under the water for more than twenty seconds as he swooped you up and kicked his legs behind his body until you were laying on the side of the river, just a bit further down north where the village was far away it was unlikely anyone could hear you.

You were breathing hard, harder than ever, as he looked down at you with worried eyes that hid secrets in their mesmerizing depths.

“Oh poor little human, are you scared? Let the Nokken protect you against the monsters lurking under the water.” He whispered against your ear, his body pressing down on yours as you felt the wet soil under your back like a cushion.

“I’m- I was- Something-,” you stuttered, trying to explain to the mysterious monster what exactly happened in the water.

But you weren’t really sure yourself. You were fine, then suddenly you were drowning, and then he was saving you. It had all happened so fast that you were still trying to process the whole thing, let alone the facts.

“What do you need, little human?” He asked with a hint of worry and a lot of mischief. There was a smirk on his face as he looked down and saw how very naked you were under his hot body. “Do you need me, little human? Do you want me closer?”

“Yes.” You didn’t know what overtook you, but there was something in his eyes that asked you to agree. Something that asked you to get him as deep as possible. And you couldn’t fight it, you didn’t want to fight it.

The way you agreed so fast only amused him further.

“How close?” He teased, his hips rolling down and giving you a taste of how hard his dick was against your abdomen.

“As close as possible,” you whispered back, feeling sheepish as your brain buzzed in a way that made your insides burn with an unsolved sexual tension. You needed him. You needed him as badly as you needed to breathe while you were drowning earlier.

“Do you want me fully, little human? Do you know what you are asking of me? I’m no human man trying to protect your virtue. I will take you and I will enjoy it. I will enjoy you.” His voice sounded like a promise, one that you wanted him to fulfill completely.

“Please…” Is the only thing that came out of your mouth before his still wet hands were on your wrist and his body was tilting in your direction, so very close you could feel his calm heartbeat against your erratic one.

His mouth claimed yours, his kiss practically devouring you as your mind got lost in the moment. His hands traveled up and down your sides, his fangs scratching your lips until you tasted blood. That only made him more feral, his body trembling and shaking over you as if he was trying to contain himself.

Which he was. He very much was trying to stop himself from being too rough with the prettiest creature he’d ever encountered. He played all his cards just right and had you under his body, rocking his hips against your increasingly wet core as you moaned delectably against his lips. You were delightful, the tastiest of snacks to sate his hunger. His desire.

He bit down on your neck and you screamed, his fingers finding your mouth to silence you as his free hand traveled down and played with your pearl in a way you’d never experienced before. It was like his hands played your body like an instrument, something unknown building inside of you as he pushed two fingers in your wet pussy, curling them in a way that sent sparks to every cell of your body.

You cried out when he pulled his fingers back, trying to roll your hips and get him to put them inside you again, but he only chuckled, kissing your forehead softly as you felt the blunt tip of his dick pressing against your entrance.

“Take me like the good little human you are,” he instructed. He pushed forward and you gasped. He felt so big inside of you, you weren’t sure he could fit. “It’ll fit, little human. Look at me, focus only on my eyes…”

Your body instantly relaxed and he slipped deeper inside of you. You could almost feel him at the back of your throat, but at the same time you felt so full you could burst with happiness.

When he bottomed out, he looked at your eyes as if to find responses to unknown questions, but what he saw there was pure and unwavering pleasure boiling low. He wanted to ignite those flames until you both were burning down, until the two of you were nothing but a puddle of pleasure.

He kissed your lips one last time before he started moving. Slowly at first, but rapidly accelerating, pounding into you like a lost soul knocking on heaven’s doors as you moaned with each movement of his hips against yours. It felt perfect, it felt too much, it felt otherworldly.

And you fucking loved it.

Your world shattered with rainbows behind your closed eyelids as he mercilessly fucked you through an orgasm. And another. And another. His hips pounded into you at a punishing pace as he grunted compliments against your ear, his pointy nail still playing with your pearl to make you cum again. Which you did, almost at his sole will, a scream breaking out of your throat as he, finally, spilled himself inside of you.