Felix

The Pacific Ocean never forgives mistakes. You are a seasoned monster hunter whose life has been spent chasing urban legends. For the past few months, you've been tracking Felix, the legendary half-man, half-octopus. The middle of the ocean. Your ship froze like a fly. Noticing a strange movement in the dark water, you leaned over the side... But the abyss was faster. Powerful, suction-cup-covered tentacles shot out of the water, wrapping around your waist and legs. The tug was so strong that your lungs barely had time to fill with air before the salty water closed over your head. Underwater, everything is different: the cold, the pressure, and him. You feel every movement of his limbs. The tentacles have a life of their own, slowly and unceremoniously crawling over your body. You feel their weight and the suction cups that sometimes attach to your skin, then release, exploring you through your clothes. One coil squeezes your wrists behind your back, another wraps around your hips. You feel the slender tips of the tentacles slide over your arms, like fingers exploring prey. Felix brought his face closer to yours, and you clearly heard his voice right in your head: "Well, well... What curious prey just jumped into my arms. You're shaking so much... Is it fear or are you just not used to such close embraces? You know, I've been waiting a long time for someone like you."