shadowhive

Arrive At A Glade
Pairing: Andy Hurley/mantrap
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Tentacles (well, vines), plant monster
Notes: a semi follow up to the recent cube fic (set in the same verse) to cheer

fadefur up, though I’m sure they’re better than when I started this. The mantrap is based on this pic of one I saw posted on Twitter. And the title is from one of the new MTG cards

Andy loved nature and, as such, he’d take the opportunity between adventures just to explore the local wilderness of wherever he evaded up. It was relaxing, walking through forests, listening to the bird song or small woodland creatures running through the trees.

The rest of his party were back in the local town, enjoying their well deserved rest after escorting some supplies to the town. It had been a simple enough mission as jobs go, though they did get ambushed by bandits on the route. They didn’t make off with anything and they’d only sustained minor injuries, which would heal up in a few days. Andy had been managed to just get a few scrapes, which didn’t even bother him now.

He breathed in the fresh air, enjoying the breeze against his skin and then he stopped to sniff the air again. There was something… sweet on the breeze, which instantly piqued his interest. Curious, he followed the scent on the breeze, the scent getting stronger with every step he took towards it.

The forest opened up to a glade and he instantly spotted the apparent source of it. In the middle of the glade was a tall stem of a plant, about a meter tall and on the top of it were large purple flowers. He’d never seen anything like them before and there was something… enticing about it. The scent was even stronger here and he’d never encountered a plant that had such a powerful smell. He found himself walking closer towards it and before he knew it he was standing before it, looking down at the pretty petals of the flower. Each one was almost as big as one of his hands and up close it looked like they were swaying. He reached down, his fingers brushing the petals as he tilted it to face him and then…

It all happened so fast.

Vines that he hadn’t realised were there shot up from the ground, wrapping around him and holding him tightly. He couldn’t count how many of them there were, but they held onto his arms and legs, binding him so that he couldn’t move. He opened his mouth to cry out for help but the plant must have sensed that, a vine wrapping around his head and covering his mouth. Andy tried to dink his teeth into it, but that didn’t seem to have any effect on it.

As soon as the plant had him secured large leaves started to raise up from the ground to enclose him. He’d not even realised they were there, assuming that the plant was just surrounded by grass or other plants. If he’d been more observant would he have noticed them? He wasn’t sure and by the time the thought crossed his mind the leaves had come up fully, enclosing him completely in darkness.

He tried to struggle more but it didn’t do him any good. The vines held him too tightly and he didn’t feel like he had the strength to fight. He wondered absently if that was due to the scent the plant was producing, which had gotten even stronger in the enclosed space. His head felt fuzzy from it and it wasn’t long before he started to question why he’d even want to get away.

The plant seemed to realise this as some of the vines let go of their tight grip, moving instead over his body. He wasn’t wearing any of his robes or armour, instead just wearing a simple tunic and pants, after all he wasn’t expecting to run into any trouble. He hadn’t even bought any weapons with him, not that he would have used them to destroy this beautiful plant.

He looked down when he felt a burning sensation against his clothes, though he couldn’t make anything out in the dark. He could put the pieces together, that the vines were secreting a type of acid, one that burned away at his clothing wherever they were touching him. It wasn’t all of them though, just the ones that were moving and they just burned certain areas. The fabric soon started to fall away from him in tatters and the vines holding him shifted and loosened so they could all fall from him, leaving him naked.

The vines that weren’t holding him in place went to work, moving over him, stroking over his inked skin. It made him shiver, especially when they brushed certain places. His nipples, his thighs, his ass. The vines holding his legs together unwound, moving instead to wrap around each of his ankles, pulling them apart. He felt even more exposed, but he didn’t mind and he was sure it was to do with the scent that filled the enclosed space, which had only gotten stronger. He found himself smiling as the vine over his mouth finally moved away, stroking Andy’s cheek.

More vines explored his body, leaving something sticky against his skin. He wasn’t sure what it was, but it didn’t sting or burn like the acid had. Two of the vines stroked his ass before holding on and pulling the cheeks apart. It made him feel exposed, though he didn’t feel embarrassed, even as another vine, thinner than the ones holding him, slipped along his cleft. It made him groan, his cock bobbing in arousal. He should feel ashamed that this thing was making him feel this way, but he didn’t care. If he was gonna die anyway it may as well be with a smile on his face.

The vine between his cheeks rubbed against his hole, the slick tip of it pressing inside. A groan left Andy’s lips as the vine worked its way into him, filling him with an ease that would have surprised him if this was any other situation. His eyes lidded as the vine sank deeper into him, whatever slick fluid that was oozing out of it made it’s movements easier. He couldn’t help but gasp at the feeling of fullness, especially when it felt like the vine was expanding within him.

The sound he made seemed to attract the plant’s attention, as he felt a vine push against his lips. Like the one in his ass, this one was sticky and the taste of it filled his mouth. It was sweet, but in a different way to the scent that still filled his nostrils. He groaned around the vine as he swallowed it the sticky fluid down. It made him feel more relaxed, his cock aching between his legs. When had he got so hard?

He groaned around the vine in his mouth as he felt something against the head of his cock. It wasn’t like one of the other vines, it slid down his length like a sheath and it felt like a mouth, but even better. It slid down his cock until it was fully wrapped around him and it squeezed and pulsed around him, making him quiver in arousal.

The vine in his ass slipped from his hole, but it was soon replaced by another one which felt even bigger. The sticky fluid that the other one had put in him meant it easily sank into him, his eyes lidding as he moaned around the vine in his mouth. It was fairly big and Andy was pretty sure it was the biggest thing he’d had up his ass. It made him ache, but it didn’t hurt, not as much as he’d probably have expected.

The vine around his cock pulsed more around him, drawing out another groan from his throat. His eyelids fluttered and it all felt so good. Everything felt so intense and it made him squirm. More vines, small, more like tendrils, rubbed against his skin in other places, catching his balls and thighs, his nipples and throat. The touches were gentle at first, but they soon became more insistent, as if they knew the reaction they were provoking from him.

It was all so much.

The vine in his ass swelled and it felt like something was travelling up along it’s length. He probably should care about that, but he couldn’t find it in him. More of the sweet fluid filled his mouth and the sheath-vine around his cock seemed to be moving faster. The strange feeling of it bought him closer to the edge and soon he cried out, or as much as he could with a full mouth, as he came, spilling deep inside the vine surrounding him.

The next few moments felt like a daze.

The smaller vines retreated from him, as did the one around his cock and down his throat. The one up his ass stayed within him a little longer and he felt that swell travel along it again for a few more times. He wondered if that was the plant creatures orgasm. Did they cum too? He wasn’t sure and his mind was too fuzzy to ponder on it much longer. Eventually that one retreated into the dark as well, leaving Andy gasping and trembling, held up by the vines.

Slowly the leaves that enclosed him in the dark opened up and he blinked as light returned to his vision. It wasn’t as bright as it was before he was captured, and the sky looked like it was getting darker, but it wasn’t night yet. Once the leaves were back flat against the ground again the vines holding him unwrapped, slinking away from him until the only evidence of the plant was that tall steam and the flower atop it.

Andy panted, his limbs feeling weak and he felt exposed, completely naked and sticky. How was he going to explain this? He could see the tatters of his clothes scattered around him and he bent down, picking them up as best he could. He could possibly sew them back together again, or get someone else to do that, but they weren’t much use to him now. Even so he held them close before moving back into the forest, making his way back the way he thought he’d come from.

Hopefully he could find a back way into the tavern to his room so he could get some of his other clothes on. But in the meantime… he took a deep breath to steady himself, the air fresh, clearing the sweetness away. He’d have to think of something to explain the state he was in.

Because he was absolutely not going to tell the others he’d got violated by some… plant thing.