Aquarium Quandry Chapter 2
#5 of Feral Minds
You know, I thought of holding on to this chapter for a while, you know, waving it in front of your various mouths, snouts and beaks like a piece of perfectly cooked bacon before whipping it away and eating it myself, but fuck it, here, be happy that I can't resist your adorable pleading puppydog eyes. ...And that I feel guilty about disappearing for almost a year.
To be perfectly honest I'm not really happy with the sex scene in this chapter, I just couldn't seem to figure out how I wanted it, so it may call for a rewrite at some point, but meh. And just so you know, the gay is weak in this one, I put the tag there just to be safe.
** Chapter 2: A Bubble of Love**
"Mister Silverton! This is ludicrous! How could you have just bought a wild orca anthro?!"
"I'll tell you what's ludicrous!" the man snarled back, "The fact that you, a researcher under my care, have suddenly decided to go around telling me what I can and cannot do!"
"But this is different!" Marc tried to explain, caught off guard by the man's sudden ferocity, "As I said before; Tamara and Yuki aren't ready to meet another orc-!"
"I do not care if they aren't ready to meet anything!" the human suddenly roared, spinning around to glare at Marc as the young man stepped back, "And who gave you permission to name them anyway?!"
"It's part of my research study-."
"Is it part of your research to seduce my daughter?!" Marc blinked in surprise at the accusation, feeling his cheeks start to flush slightly.
"What? No! Who told you that?!" he shouted back, suddenly finding himself angry at the seemingly uncaring man.
"At first I only heard rumours from the staff, but now I have seen the evidence myself!" he raged, storming up to Marc and grabbing him by the shirt, "The way she looks at you, always clinging, always so happy to greet you when she arrives home from school!"
"What? But I..."
"I do not care!" the man screamed, throwing Marc back slightly, "I am giving you a choice! Either you get those two pregnant, or I will have you arrested for molesting my daughter!"
The two men stared at each other, both of them with rage burning in their eyes as Marc clenched his fists, fighting back the urge to strike the man. After a short pause, Mr. Silverton released the young man and turned away, speaking more calmly, "I am leaving on a business trip later today. It will last ten days, you have until my return to complete your task, regardless of your own feelings. If you are unsuccessful, getting fired will be the least of your worries."
"Yes sir," Marc replied quietly, walking from the room as he dug his nails into the palms of his hands.
Gritting his teeth, Marc sighed as he sat up, getting up off his bed and stretching. Glancing over at his alarm clock, he swore quietly.
"The hell? It's already five thirty A.M?" he grumbled, "I didn't end up sleeping a bit...oh well, it'll be time to go give the girls their breakfast soon enough, I can just wander around till then."
Sighing as he left the small room, he looked up and down the simple corridor outside of it. His room was situated in the outer section of the servants' quarters, closest to the entry door for the massive tank that housed the two female orca anthros that he was studying. Swinging it open he flinched as the hinge grated slightly, not particularly wanting to wake any of the other staff up this early. He jumped when his foot hit a console, holding a hand over his mouth as he swore at the pain in his toe, quickly sitting in a nearby chair to massage the aching limb. Looking up momentarily, he suddenly realised where he was.
Somehow he'd automatically walked through the maintenance area behind the main tank, and was now sitting in the chair of the water circulation control system, the console in front of him letting off an eerie glow. Leaning forwards, he tapped a few keys, pulling the chair closer as he began searching through the automated programs, before finding the one he wanted, his hand hovering over the "execute" button.
"Heh," he chuckled to himself, looking at the word as it flashed accusingly at him, "That's kind of ironic."
Looking back at the screen, Marc stared at the function of the program in front of him. Once he hit that button, the water in the medical tank, where the new orca was currently being housed, would drain completely, only to be replaced by a highly chlorinated concoction designed specifically to thoroughly clean to the tank, before being replaced by the normal water again. If he did it now, in only a few hours it would be impossible to tell what had killed the male, easily explainable as over-stressing from moving and the confines of his new environment.
"But can I?" the young researcher whispered to himself, looking up at the security monitors set up beside the console, the healthy male currently sleeping, his blow-hole sticking out of the water as he lay face down in the centre of the small pool.
"Can you what?" Marc nearly leapt out of his skin as he turned to see one of the tank maintenance workers looking at him strangely, "Uhm...Sir?"
"Marc, I already told you guys to just call me Marc, didn't I?" the young man said frantically as he quickly reset the options, getting up out of the seat as he watched the "execute" light die, "I just didn't get much sleep last night, I was wondering if I could make it through the day without having to have a nap or something!"
"Oh, okay," the other man replied, turning away as Marc slumped, giving a quiet sigh.
"No, I'll deal with this properly," he told himself, "No under-handed tricks, no sneaking behind peoples backs..."
"No making out with the orcas?"
"What in the..?! Anne! What are you doing?" Marc hissed at the girl as she giggled at him, his face flushing slightly as he looked down at her, "Why are you here so early?"
"I could ask you the same thing," she laughed, pressing herself gently up against Marc, "I wanted to go swimming before having to head to school this morning, but I was worried about if the girls got...close, again, that there'd be no one there to help me."
"You're starting to get quite into this whole thing, aren't you?' Marc growled at her, his annoyance obvious as she grinned up at him mischievously, her face bright red, "You actually want them to get a little...what was it now? Close, don't you?"
Marc watched the male orca from the observation platform as he swam lazily around the small tank, knowing full well that he would soon get bored of the confined space and start to become stressed. A laugh filtered up from the main tank, the young man peering over the edge as he caught a glimpse of Anne diving into the water, the young girl suddenly being launched up into the air by an ecstatic Yuki. A smile crept across his face as he turned back to the male, jumping when he looked down, straight into the wild orca's eyes.
Memories of his previous research trips flashed through his head, a pod of wild orcas, free and happy, swimming through the dark blue ocean. His first contact with the group, when they were still unsure of humans, one of the bulls had tackled him right out of the water, breaking two of his ribs and severely winding him. Even so, Marc had been back in the water only a few days later, refusing to take pain medication so that his work wouldn't be discredited because he was under the influence. A sharp pain flashed through his chest, the young man reaching up to touch the small, near invisible scar on his chest.
The cry pulled him out of his nostalgic thoughts, the male staring up at him eagerly; a wide grin on his face. Giving a sigh, Marc grabbed the small metal case beside him, hurrying down the metal staircase that led to the medical tank. Stopping on the small platform beside the tank, he lay the case on the table, flipping it open and pulling out the gun-like device. Loading a cartridge, he opened the gate to the tank, jumping down into the waist high water of the tank's shallow shelf.
"Okay, come here you bastard," he muttered to himself as the orca approached inquisitively, "Seeing as how this is the closest I'll get to actually being allowed to shoot you, I may as well tag and chip you properly."
The orca seemed eager to comply as Marc rubbed the top of his smooth head, the surprisingly slender male standing just a little taller than Marc, making him scowl at the creature. With his hand placed on top of the orca's head, Marc began pressing down firmly, trying to guide the male to lean or kneel down. The scientist watched, bemused, as the orca obediently kneeled in front of him, as if he had been trained to do this many times, reaching over the beast's shoulder to find a good place to inject the chip. He paused as his hand ran over a familiar feeling scar, Marc suddenly pulling the orca down further as he stared at the spot on his back.
"What the hell?" He muttered, releasing the orca and turning to the gate, his legs suddenly tangling in something as he toppled into the water.
Pushing his head above the water, Marc stared at his swimming trunks, pulled down around his ankles, before glancing at the orca.
"What?" he asked, chuckling slightly as the beast circled him playfully, "Playing pranks now, are we-oah!"
Marc let out the cry as the male suddenly grabbed at his crotch, massaging the human's member in an almost practiced way. Trying to fight back, Marc gasped as he felt the cool mouth suddenly slip over his shaft, a delicate yet forceful sucking sensation following. Reaching down, Marc grabbed the male's shoulders, pressing firmly on the small blowhole just between his shoulder blades, forcing the creature to suddenly burst out of the water in surprise. Taking the opportunity, Marc leapt out of the pool, clambering back onto the platform and pulling his shorts up before anybody noticed, his face flushed as he stared at the orca, who was staring back with a look of betrayal on his face.
"What the fuck was that?" Marc gasped, scrambling for the other object in the small case, checking the battery of the chip reader before he turned back to the tank gate, his eyes going wide as he saw the black fingers gripping the edge, "Oh shit."
The orca pulled himself up easily, looking around the small platform for a moment before turning back to Marc, opening his mouth and giving a sad wail. Marc backed away slowly as the male started to advance, his obvious erection bouncing from side to side as he walked. Swearing, Marc wasn't fast enough to react when the taller male suddenly tackled him, knocking him to the floor. A moment of struggling quickly turned into a confused stare as the young researcher stared down at the male clinging to his chest, the orca making low clicking sounds and wails which were as close to crying as Marc had ever known the species to come. Swallowing nervously, he reached around the creature in a pseudo-hug, carefully pressing the chip reader to the scar on the orca's shoulder, the machine beeping as it picked something up.
"Hey," Marc said softly into the orca's ear, "Hey, sorry about that. You just...caught me off-guard."
He felt slightly ridiculous as he comforted the crying male, managing to pull the orca off of him. Checking the machine, he could only stare in shock, the data on the small screen seeming impossible.
"Dammit!" he shouted, causing the orca to jump as Marc leapt to his feet, suddenly running back up the stairs as the cetacean stared after him in confusion.
Anne shrieked as Marc burst through the door, grabbing her shoulders tightly as he shouted.
"Where did your father get that orca? Where?!"
The cool, slender arms suddenly wrapped around his shoulders and yanked Marc back as Yuki quickly hugged the crying Anne tightly, a shocked look on her face as she stared at Marc.
"What was that for?!" Anne screamed back at him, the researcher staringly blankly at her face as the tears streamed down her cheeks, an annoyed growl in his ear making him look up at a pissed off looking Tamara.
"I..." he stammered, suddenly going limp as the orca released, "I'm sorry."
Anne glared at him for a moment before seeing that he was telling the truth, sniffing as she slipped out of Yuki's arms, the three females gathering around the young man, a concerned look on their faces.
"What's wrong?" Anne asked, placing a hand gently on Marc's shoulder.
"The new orca," he stammered, his eyes tearing up as he looked up at the shocked girl, "The new orca is poached. From a pod I've helped study! What if all the pods I've helped are being sold off! What if I've been helping poachers find and capture innocent orcas fro-"
The slap echoed off the wide circular walls of the tank, Marc staring at Anne in shock as she lowered her hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Stop it," she sobbed as she fell into his lap, clinging to his neck as she cried, "Just stop it. You've done nothing wrong, there's no proof you've done anything wrong."
"but if they're being sold..." Marc mumbled, getting cut off as Anne pressed her lips tightly against his, kissing him passionately as Tamara and Yuki hugged the two of them.
Breaking the kiss, she stared into his eyes, her voice serious, "Then we'll find out who is really responsible, and we'll make them pay."
Marc stared back at the girl, her eyes seeming to burn with something he'd only seen once before. Dropping his head onto her shoulder he smiled, slipping his arms around her waist and hugging her tightly. The excited clicks made the four of them suddenly look up, Marc staring at the open door as the male orca suddenly walked in, an ecstatic look on his face as he looked around the massive tank, wasting no time as he suddenly charged forwards, leaping into the water and crying happily. Yuki gave a startled chirp, a wide smile suddenly forming on her face as she quickly followed suite, leaping into the water with the excited male orca and quickly starting to play with him.
"Is that..?" Anne asked.
"Yeah," Marc replied quietly, staring in mild shock as the two orca's played happily.
"Now what?"
"Now," Marc sighed, suddenly getting up as he gently shrugged the two girls off, "I make a phone call."
Marc stared out blankly over the calm surface of the pool, the water occasionally rippling as either Lewis or Yuki paused at the surface to breath, only to disappear back under the water to continue their games. A dark thought flashed across Marc's mind as he glanced over at Anne, sitting on the opposite side of the small picnic table. Did that mean that Anne's father was involved in something? And if so, even if Tamara and Yuki were bred in captivity, then where were their parents? Sold on? In the hands of some abusive, rich person somewhere?
"I'll kill him," Marc muttered to himself, jumping when Anne replied.
"I'm first,"
"What?" Marc stuttered, turning to stare at the teen, only noticing now how red and puffy her eyes were.
"If my dad is involved in this smuggling ring, I'll kill him myself." The girl replied flatly, her face emotionless as she stared at the far wall.
"Anne..." Marc said softly, taking a deep breath before getting up out of his seat, the girl not reacting as he grabbed a bucket and walked to the waters edge.
"What the fuck?!" She shrieked as he emptied the bucket onto her head, the teen leaping from her chair as she gasped in surprise, "What was that for, you bast-?"
He cut her off as he grabbed the wet girl around the waist and kissed her softly, pulling her closer as he held on tighter. Breaking the kiss, Anne gave a soft gasp, staring into Marc's gentle eyes before slipping her arms back around his neck and pressing into another kiss. The two stood like that for a while, even when Marc felt a jealous Tamara press up against his back, trying to get a kiss of her own. A loud splash followed by an equally loud trilling saw the three of them bowled over as an excited Yuki tackled them from the water. Marc groaned slightly as the excited orca forced her way between him and Anne, the two humans chuckling at her silly behaviour.
"Come on Yuki," Marc laughed as the orca pushed him down, pinning him in the sand, "Get off."
Marc stared up at the playful face, frowning slightly when Yuki didn't move, instead pressing her lips down onto Marc's as she tried to force a kiss.
"Yuki!" He spluttered, as he pulled his face away, "What's wrong with you?!"
"Marc!" Anne's shout made the young man spin his head around, staring as Anne struggled in Tamara's arms, the orca not letting the teen escape.
"What are you two doing?!" Marc shouted as he struggled under Yuki, the stronger female suddenly released his arms, the surprised male quickly reaching up to push her off, but pausing at the last moment, worry in his voice, "Yuki?"
The orca gave a strained whine before suddenly collapsing onto Marc's chest, her chest heaving as she panted heavily against him. Confused, Marc rolled her onto her back, running his hands over her body, desperately checking to see if she had any wounds or was showing signs of infection. A frustrated click behind him made the human shout out he felt something suddenly pick him up, quickly depositing the startled human between Yuki's legs and whipping off his costume. Surprised, Marc tried to get back up, freezing when the larger male suddenly pressed up against his back, forcing Marc's crotch up against Yuki's.
"What the...?" Marc muttered, "It's so hot..."
Yuki gave a sudden trill, her arms snaking up around Marc's neck as she pulled him down into her chest, her hips already starting to thrust gently against him.
"Marc!" Anne's voice made him push away slightly, looking over to her, Tamara having let the girl go for some reason, "Marc, isn't she also in heat?"
Marc stared at Anne in shock, his mind racing as he looked down at the pleading face below him. A light growl in his ear reminded him the Lewis was still pressed up against his back, the male orca starting to push into him with his waist, making Marc's erection rub against Yuki's sensitive folds, the female giving an excited trill as she clung tighter to his neck.
"Oh gods," Marc muttered to himself, as he shifted his legs, positioning himself carefully above the panting cetacean, "I am an idiot!"
He thrust in with the last word, Yuki giving a slight cringe before letting out a long, low moan, her tongue lolling from her mouth as Marc pumped into her, the male shifting behind him as the human thrust steadily back and forth. Marc moaned softly as he felt the young female's walls clamp down on his shaft, her body reacting to him as he thrust into her, wet noises echoing through the air. Yuki gave another pleasured moan as she clung to Marc's shoulders, the young man barely noticing the other orca behind him, panting heavily as Marc thrust.
Marc pressed his face into Yuki's shoulder as the orca gave a shrill cry, her eyes rolling back in her head as she clung tightly to him, her body visibly twitching as she orgasmed, Marc moaning as he felt her walls trying to milk him dry. Taking a slow breath, he continued to thrust into her, feeling his own release building as Lewis gave a quite growl at his back, the young human gasping as he felt himself release inside the needy orca.
Panting slightly, Marc felt himself being pulled back, lifting off of the exhausted Yuki's body, the female still twitching happily, as he looked down at their crotches, staring at the point where they met, his face flushing slightly at the sight. A quiet chirp in his ear made Marc jump as he turned to stare at Tamara, the orca suddenly kissing him softly, her tongue slipping in momentarily before she broke the kiss, lowering her head to nuzzle lovingly against his chest.
"Hey," Anne caught him off guard as she suddenly pulled his head around and kissed him too, the young man unable to react as she pressed up against him, her small frame curling up beside him.
"I...what...?" Marc panted as she broke the kiss, trying to say something else as his head was tilted up, the male orca suddenly pushing his tongue into the startled male's mouth, Marc leaping to his feet in surprise, accidentally tossing the two other girls off of him as he did so.
"What the fuck was that?!" he shouted, staring at the three of them as Anne and Tamara stared at Lewis, a mischievous smile on his face.
Marc glowered at the teen as Anne rolled around on his bed, still laughing hysterically at him.
"Gods damnit, I've showered five times already and I still can't get the sensation of it off my back. This isn't funny!" Marc grumbled, throwing a notebook at the cackling teen.
"You're right," Anne replied, forcing down her laughter, before she suddenly burst out again, "It's hilarious! He came on your back! While you were doing Yuki! Oh gods!"
Marc grabbed the cackling girl and tossed her unceremoniously onto the floor, Anne giving a surprised gasp as she landed on the thick carpet, scowling at Marc as he tossed the covers over himself.
"Hey, don't be like that," she huffed, staring at his turned back for a moment before giving a quiet sigh and pulling herself back onto the bed, leaning against him as she sat, "There, I'm really done now."
"Good," Marc grumbled, staring at the wall. The two sat in silence for a while before Anne finally spoke again.
"Hey, you're not really mad at Lewis, are you? You're really pissed off at yourself."
"What?" Marc asked, glancing over at her.
"You're angry that you couldn't tell how Yuki was feeling, and that you didn't realise it sooner," Anne said quietly, glancing back as she felt Marc shift behind her, giving a small gasp as he suddenly hugged her.
"You're right," he sighed, resting his head on her shoulder, "I'm a useless idiot who forgot all about their problems because I got jealous."
"That just means you love them," Anne smiled, reaching up to pet the side of his head.
"I do," Marc sighed, squeezing her tighter, "Just as much as I love you."
Anne felt her face flush as the young man released, gently turning her around as he lay her down on the mattress, kissing her softly as he hovered over her.
"I..." Anne faltered, her throat suddenly going dry as she stared up at Marc, her heart pounding in her chest, "I love you too."