(Patreon promptathon: Reverse Siren AU)
“Cap’n, he’s here again.”
Yuuri felt his heart sink as it soared. A contradiction, but as was his problem. For the past couple of weeks, Yuuri’s ship had been plagued by a siren. With wings of gold and hair of silver, he followed Yuuri’s ship and… that was it. No songs to call Yuuri’s ship into running itself aground, no claws threatening to rip out her belly. Everyone on board was at unease, as the siren would occasionally drop from the sky and dart between the sails, chirping at Yuuri. Or at someone. Maybe it wasn’t Yuuri. Yuuri just felt like it was directed at him. Or hoped. Which was a bad thing to hope for, as captain of a navy ship. But… the siren was objectively gorgeous. That was beside the point! The point being that Yuuri and his crew were being pursued by a siren and the risk that posed to their voyage was genuine.
The siren was flying toward the ship, his wings spread wide, casting gold across the waves. Something was different. Normally the siren played with the ship, dipping beneath her rails before rocketing up to perch on a crow’s nest, flapping away if any members of the crew dared approach. There seemed to be determination writ across his face today, etched into eyes of a blue deeper than the clearest sea.
Yuuri swallowed down a gasp that got caught halfway up his throat. He had certainly not been having a few rather inappropriate fantasies of being trapped in those beautiful wings, held down by the siren’s strong arms, which were on full display. The siren wore only a skirt wrapped around his hips and Yuuri had commanded himself not to look up in the couple times the siren had flown overhead… Yuuri wasn’t a very good commander. He had no idea how he ended up with his own ship or why his men obeyed his orders when even he couldn’t obey his own orders.
Skin marked in gold, the siren descended and Yuuri stumbled back, hands fumbling for a sword or a gun or something to defend himself because this was it, it had been weeks of the siren playing with its food and now it was going to come down and eat him, and Yuuri really would not mind being eaten by the siren, but that was in a figurative sense, with a mouth on his ass, not in a literal sense of his ass actually in its mouth.
The siren landed, claws turning to dainty feet, toes curling around the railing to steady himself. Rings of gold, adorned in gems, sparkled off his toes. Cute. No, not cute, Yuuri was meant to be defending his ship from the siren scourge who was… who was… dancing?
Wings spread in full display, the siren danced along the railing. He threw his long, silken silver hair, feet moving in precise ballet steps set to no music. Yuuri was entranced. Feathers swept forward, reaching out toward Yuuri, his arms embracing himself as he twirled and jumped, jumped, jumped, prancing in a ridiculously charming sequence that reminded Yuuri so much of the dances done by birds of paradise.
“Ohmygod,” Yuuri breathed out, wondering what he had done to be able to witness something so beautiful, and then the siren squawked.
Taking to the air, the siren flashed his golden colors once more, only Yuuri saw something different. The gold feathers had been interlaced with the soft shade of rose, littered with specks like glitter that could have blinded Yuuri when they caught the light. He spun, showing off as he continued his dance mid-flight, blue eyes continuously fluttering to Yuuri, as if curious for a reaction.
Hands dropping off his weapons belt, Yuuri smiled.
The siren gave off a chirp of utter delight, twirling, wings beating hard to propel him forward and–
“Watch out!”
–smacked straight into a mast. Crumpling, he fell as Yuuri rushed forward, throwing out his arms to catch the rose gold creature. Oh, he was so light, so absolutely stunning up close. Lashes of silver, sharp jaw, full lips and those blue, blue eyes which fluttered open to gaze upon Yuuri, shooting a cupid’s arrow straight through his heart.
“Oh… oh no, you’ve caught me.” The siren whispered in the sweetest voice Yuuri had ever heard. “You witnessed my responding mating dance and now you’ve caught me, if you accept, I’ll have no choice but to become your mate…”
“Ummm…” Yuuri did not know what to say “Your mating dance?”
“Yes! What did you think, I practiced a lot, I was just waiting for my colors to come in for you!” The smile the siren wore was heart-shaped. Impossible. Adorable. “Did you like it?”
“Yes?” Yuuri replied, unsure of what was happening. “I did? It was very… unqiue.”
“Amazing!” The siren swooned, melodramatically, hands clutching over his heart. “I shall build you a beautiful nest and bring you rocks and we will mate into the sunset!”
It was morning. “All in one day?”
“Only if you’d like!”
His arms laden with gorgeous, smiling, charming siren, Yuuri nodded slowly. He kind of liked already. “Yes, okay?”
Another chirp in his ear, Yuuri was bowled over, wrapped up in wings and arms, with happy kisses falling all over his face. He and Victor did mate into the sunset, and every sunset from then on, happily mated for life.