Fics like the now, the then, the thinking of when (the siren in the water)

A long, long time ago, there lived a group of reclusive creatures deep in the mountains. Concealed among the damp pine and dark foliage, they were the forests’s prized children. As their numbers dwindled, falling one by one, they evolved, a system beginning to develop in their bodies, one that drove them to copulate often, to reproduce maniacally. This cycle would remain forever, living on later, much later, until even the modern era of now. — Pursuer has been alone for as long as it can remember. Nobody to keep it company, no other of its kind in sight. So alone that the hidden cycle deep within it had no reason to activate. Until recently, when civilians encroached on its territory. They were not kin, not of its flesh or blood. But still they talked, breathed, were warm, and that was enough to trigger something. Resist. Pursuer must resist this sickening instinct, must not let itself be controlled anymore. But even the strongest things have a limit. How fortunate that when it broke, there was someone there to help. — Artful has the distant thought that he might be fucked as he watches the creature turn to him.

Fics like the now, the then, the thinking of when (the siren in the water)

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