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RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Pteron - 11-21-2019 RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Aquaria - 11-22-2019 She held them both in a sphere of salt water, and let time crystallize around them. He was here, and so perfect in the filtered light. What else could she ask? When all the stones fell, when all else was accounted for, he was here with her. That's what mattered. Besides, she found herself thinking. If he loved someone else, even if it wasn't a love returned, why would he let himself be drawn into these interludes with her? Some dangerous rationalization that let her believe that he wouldn't jeopardize love just to be with her. That deep down, there must be more to what he felt if it would let him touch her the way he did. With everything he has, that is what she had waited to hear. He trusts her, and it pulls at her heart with bittersweet strength. Would she have said the same if he had asked her? Her skin shivered when he kissed her, the gentle touch a spark to flame she hadn't known had existed until him. How dreadful was this. How hateful that she could fall so easily under his spell and leave regret for the next day. This was not what good girls did. This was not how sweet, innocent daughters behaved, and she felt that perhaps there was a thread of not so sweet inside her. That little flame that burned so warmly for him and was ready to ignore all reason when he was concerned. "Stay close," she whispered, voice a little distorted by their aqueous bubble. Then she walked, straight into the water, and the bubble kept its shape around them. As the sea enclosed them it became as clear as glass, the wet sand that might never have touched the air exposed beneath their feet. Bits of seaweed and algae drifted past their bubble, fine grained sand whirled where the pocket of air pushed past. The damp bulk of his wings still radiated warmth where the sun had touched them. He was a distracting, impossible to ignore presence when the quarters were this tight. Her eyes drifted between the sea before them and the incongruous sky creature beside her. This was her home, her real home. Where the scales and the fins made sense. Her smile grew with every step, eyes shining as the weight of the sea increased above their heads. This was where the trust came in. The gentle waves pushed and prodded at the intruding air, curious about the strange phenomenon the sea daughter was making. Air filtered in from the water much like it did through her gills when she swam, salty and cool. Along the bottom of the waves they went, until the stony ridge that protected the isle came into view. Vivid color emerged as they neared, purples and oranges, mossy greens and warm reds. It was a riot of life with tiny fishes darting in and out of the natural caves. This was her garden. "This is where I go when the surface is too much for me." She murmured, lips parted in blissful wonder. The ocean never ceased to amaze her, to salve whatever wounds life had inflicted. None so far had been quite as painful as the ones she'd felt today. Perhaps in a twisted way it made sense that she would try to heal with the one who hurt alongside her. She leaned against his shoulder, damp feathers tickling her side. The light danced on the rainbow of scales, a tiny hermit crab skittered in and across their bubble, hardly seeming to notice anything had changed. "What do you think?" She asked, almost hesitant. Even more than the cove they'd just come from, this was her secret place. The heart of her. And she was sharing it with him. She fit against him so well, it only seemed right to lay her own kiss to his neck. An answer to the one he'd given her. Her lips brushed the white hair, drank in the warmth of him. She wanted to taste him again. To remember the clean pine and wind and sweat of him. Her lips parted to let her teeth scrape gentle behind his ear, focusing just enough to keep their bubble strong. The rest of her wanted to fill with him, here where no one but the fish could see them. @[Pteron] RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Pteron - 11-22-2019 RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Aquaria - 11-22-2019 She needn't have worried about what he would think. The wonder in his eyes as the sea reveals her beauty is all the answer she needed, as much truth in his expression as she would ever hear from his lips. That smile was exactly what she'd been looking for. The way his face lit up like the sun, as beautiful as any wonder she could show him. How she came to leave it though, that was easy enough to answer. A shrug rippled down her, her smile wistful as she answered. "I was lonely. All the fish in the sea and no one to talk to." She'd talked to them, off course, called them her friends. But the fish and the dolphins and the crustaceans never spoke back. They appreciated her care taking, her guardianship of the reef and its inhabitants. But no one asked about her day, or what was on her mind. It was something she missed more as she'd grown up. It was the kind of care she'd found in Pteron. For a moment he looked upwards, eyes dazzled by the sunlight shining down on them. He was too beautiful, too wonderful, as remarkable as any creature that lived here. There was a magic to him, and she knew she was lucky to have him even for these brief moments. She was helpless to reject the one who had such a hold on her heart. May the sea save her, for she could not deny herself the joy of touching him. Of kissing him. Of drawing those breathy gasps from his lips as he had drawn them from her in the forest. "Shhh. I want this. And I want you, every piece you're willing to give me. If I can't have your heart, your love," she paused, looking away to catch her breath. "I will satisfy myself with the time and affection I'm given." She absorbed his kisses, feeling tears prick the corners of her eyes again and willed them away. Surely, this was better than nothing. With a gentle reach of her powers, the nereid summoned a tendril of water to come into their haven. She wound it up the strong pillars of his hind legs, cords of water no thicker than vines that curled and explored the delicate curves of his thighs and higher. Her mouth explored him, from his lips to the smooth skin of his cheeks, the elegant curve of his jaw. The water was a cool counterpoint to the warmth of her breath on his skin. Blood rushed beneath her skin in a torrent of want, her body pushing instantly to be ever nearer to his. The water she commanded clutched tight at his form, coaxing his own passion as well as she could. Her face pressed close against his shoulder, feathers stroking her cheek. "Thank you, my friend, for trusting me." She whispered, laying another kiss where his neck and shoulder met. @[Pteron] RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Pteron - 11-22-2019 Okay we are fading to black RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; Aquaria - Aquaria - 11-22-2019 Her little trick had worked, and taken him by surprise. A devilish smile painted her lips when the moan she'd been fishing for vibrated from his throat and against her. His teeth had been scraping and teasing the fine scales of her withers, almost massaging as he went, some nips hard enough to bruise. She gasped at these, but the pain did nothing but heighten what other sensations she was feeling. The water answered her suggesting pulls until she feared she'd gone too far. Blunt teeth sank into the tender skin, made her cry out in pain and shock, only for that cry to dwindle into a moan of her own as he soothed the pain away into a dull ache. His seawitch, he'd called her. And now, whether he'd meant to or not, the wound was there to prove it. The pale arc of her neck twisted back to see him, her blood a dark smudge on his blue lips as he kissed at the mark he'd made, exhaling her like a prayer. The pain was easy to forget, when in the next moment he resumed their activities. His weight felt right and good she bore it, feeling as close to the stallion holding her as she had ever felt to anyone. A panting cry was caught by the sphere she held together with suddenly shaking focus, and she realized that the reason he claimed to be disappointed by their location was precisely why she had chosen it. "Pteron!" She cried out as he took control, head thrown back to feel him. The pulse of him and the pulse of the sea rocked inside the sea mare, until her own satisfaction was reached. "Yours, I will be yours for eternity, Pteron." She whispered, sweat stinging the drying mark he had left. The scales would never grow in the same there, she knew. Just as she would never be the same for knowing him. @[Pteron] "fade to black" |