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If she wished to understand him, then he would let her make that choice. But he found he desperately wanted her to choose… him.
be. The world didn’t need to know what was between her legs to respect her.
“Eh!” He waved his hand in front of Fortis’s face, breaking him out of the trance. “Don’t do that. I don’t want to know anything about that.”
“What do you want, then? I know you love to stare into my future, but aren’t you just wasting the present? You’re obsessed with me, Fortis. It’s flattering.”
do not know how you always get under my scales.” “It’s a gift.” “More like an annoyance.” “Some might even call it a blessing from the sea herself.” Fortis took a deep, steadying breath. “I am leaving before I kill you myself.” “Yourself?” Maketes frowned. “Did you just tell me my future?” “You will never know.” The sly grin on his face was his only warning before Fortis darted away.
He’d stopped swimming so she could be wrapped in his arms, listening to his heart. What kind of monster did that? Not a monster at all. Just someone who saw another person in distress and wanted to help.
And then he just... held her out in front of him. Arms straight, hands under her arms.
Like a wet seal, she plopped out of the water and slammed onto the floor.
But Ace had tantalizing curves that she’d hidden from sight. She was soft, plush, and she looked so much more tempting than the other two.
Perhaps he wouldn’t be quite so solitary, then. But he couldn’t think like that. Those thoughts were a little too serious for him,
The soft curves of her body, the way her stomach was slightly rounded. Though she was so small compared to him, there was much of her to grasp. Perfection, he thought as he cracked the pod open. Just as he’d thought she would be.
Because he wanted to touch her. Because he wanted to see how soft she was and if she felt the way he thought she might. But saying all of that would scare her off, and he had no interest in ending this adventure. So instead, he reached for her.
“Stop looking at me,” she muttered. “I have things to do.” “Hard not to look, Ace.” He leaned his elbow against the floor and propped his head up. “I wonder what color your hair will be when it’s dry?” “Shut up.” But he swore there was a tiny smile on her lips when she said it.
“Did you want to take a closer look?” Yes. No.
“You’re a lot more tolerable with your mouth shut.”
He grinned, as though he knew her frustrations. “A lot of people have said that to me. But you know what I always say?”
“You’d miss me if I shut up.”
“Shut up, you big oaf!” “Whatever you say, kefi.”
But she had a face like the shape of the moon. Her cheeks were so soft looking, with a smattering of freckles and the rosy hues of a blush. And when she slid those glasses back in place, focusing on him where he waited for her to look at him, he felt like all the breath in his lungs was stolen.
Really, he just wanted to touch her. It seemed like it would be pleasant.
He was coming to realize that his achromo was not a morning person. Which, unfortunately for her, he was.
Unfortunately for them both, his gills that had never moved in his life were starting to wake up.
undines. She wasn’t a monster fucker. She wasn’t one of those women who fell to the evil attentions of creatures that were never meant to mate with humans. She was not an animal. And it was wrong to look at him as anything more than that.
sure jan
“No, kefi. You only have one heartbeat. It will not be long now. I will hold you until the end.”
Oh my god lmao
“You smell so good,” he muttered, his eyes drifting shut as he told himself not to put his head back down. “I’m sorry I touched your breasts.”
HAh
But as she walked away from him, not even sparing a glance for the remains of mangled bodies, he knew he would follow her anywhere.
I want you to know that they are gentle with you and that if you need someone to save you, that they are the first weapon you should look for.”
But then he leaned closer, hesitating where the heat of his breath brushed against the junction of her shoulder and neck. She heard the ragged breath he sucked in before his lips were suddenly pressed to the soft skin there.
“I am made like a weapon. But many of my kind are more terrifying than me. I promise you, with every part of who I am and every part of who I will be, I would never hurt you. You have made every part of me shine with light, sweet achromo. You are brave and wild and free, and I would be a fool to try and dampen that light.”
“You may tend to my wounds if you stay where you are.”
All he felt was the weight of her on his lap. The sensation of her legs on either side of his tail, knowing that she was right where he wanted her. And if she moved, even the slightest, he would likely extrude both of his cocks and terrify her to no end.
“I have nothing and no one waiting on me.” “That’s hard to believe. You’re so...” Her words trailed off. A glimmer of pride glowed inside of his chest. “Handsome?” “Well, I wasn’t going to say it like that.” “Like what?” Her hand slapped down on his chest, and he grinned up at the ceiling. She hated it when he goaded her, but he loved these moments between them. He enjoyed nothing more than antagonizing her.
“Some colorings of our people are a prediction of what they can do. Blue generally shows an ability for reason. Red colorings are always more aggressive and have a harder time controlling their anger. But me? I… Well, yellows are usually where the line stops. A golden child, as my mother used to say, a sign that the ancients are pleased with our family line and that we have done enough to end it. I am a mate for fun, and that is all. But if anyone wants something serious or a future with children? I am not the one for that.” And it still hurt. A lot.
“What did I just touch?” He glanced down to see her looking at her fingers. They were glistening with the natural lubrication that existed where his cocks were kept. Normally, no one would ever see the substance. It only existed so his cocks didn’t get irritated by the salt water. But to see it on her fingers? After this conversation? He’d never been more embarrassed in his life.
he had always been terrible at following directions. Maps were more guidelines, anyway. He trusted the ocean to get him to where he needed to go, and usually she was kind enough to kick him in the right direction when he forgot what he was doing.
She liked her hair. And she’d taken that away from herself because it was easier to forget that she was a person at all, rather than risk being seen by someone she didn’t want to see her.
That he wanted her to be with him all the time, and when they were apart, he felt strange. He wanted to listen to her talk, collect all of her smiles, and all the other things that were probably too clingy for him to ever say to her.
“Are you going to sit around and decide that the sea is lying to you? That you found this woman for no reason at all, and that you are unworthy of her? Or are you going to do something about it?”
“You’re the only one holding yourself back, little brother.”
If he was human, she thought, he might have blushed.
“Can you tell me what it means again?” His tail shifted between her legs, slithering a bit with the movement and rubbing against her legs. “You know what it means.” “I want to hear you say it again.”
Or maybe, just maybe, she wanted to feel wanted.
her lips nearly touched his. “What if I want to be more?”
She trusted him to keep her safe, and when was the last time someone had done that? When had a female ever looked at him as anything more than just fun?
She moaned, the little sound echoing around them. Ace froze, her eyes widening a bit as though she didn’t intend to make the sound. “Again,” he growled,
And there it was again. The flash of nerves that he should have guessed would come. She didn’t want him to see her, but he desperately needed it. If it took him talking her through it, then he would thank all the gods a million times that he had been gifted with a voice.
“What is this?” he muttered, curving his hand so he could follow the strange contraption around her ribs. “A bra,” she replied, amusement tinging her words. “A bra? What reason is there for such a torturous thing?”
“Kefi,” he growled, the words rumbling through him before he could catch them. “I need you to trust me.” “I do.” “Because I know you think I’m an animal, perhaps capable of hurting you even after all that we have done together.” “I trust you,” she repeated, her words breathless. “Good, because for a few minutes, it’s going to feel like I’m trying to consume you.”
“How do I please you?” he asked, not sounding at all like himself. “I want to make you scream, kefi.”
His cum coated her, and something deep inside of him clicked into place. Like this was right.
