12-02-2018, 05:50 PM
The kelpie’s golden eyes do not leave hers. The hunger rises in her, quickening her heartbeat and narrowing the already slit pupils of her beryl eyes, and Ivar watches it with fascination. Is this what it is like for the prey, to watch the desire mounting and salivate for something they cannot understand? He knows it though, recognizes the sensation that is equal parts bloodlust and sex, and suspects that it is mirrored in his own face.
Rather than answer her question, the kelpie smiles into the warmth of her neck, his chest pressed firmly against her side. When she pulls away he growls without thought, perturbed at the sudden distance between them. Before he can pull her back with serrated teeth she meets his gaze with an invitation. The ease with which he follows her is answer enough to the unspoken query; though she heads away from the sea he can already smell the cool water of her tropical pool in the distance.
It will not be as good as the sea, but as the kelpie traces the gentle ridges of scales along the back of her thigh, he knows it won’t matter. In a few moments they’ll be beneath the water, and these scales he presses his pale lips against will cover a sleek tail. When the pond is visible, he places a final nip to her dark side and leaps ahead, reaching the water in a single stride and disappearing beneath its surface for her to find.
@[Deiti]
Rather than answer her question, the kelpie smiles into the warmth of her neck, his chest pressed firmly against her side. When she pulls away he growls without thought, perturbed at the sudden distance between them. Before he can pull her back with serrated teeth she meets his gaze with an invitation. The ease with which he follows her is answer enough to the unspoken query; though she heads away from the sea he can already smell the cool water of her tropical pool in the distance.
It will not be as good as the sea, but as the kelpie traces the gentle ridges of scales along the back of her thigh, he knows it won’t matter. In a few moments they’ll be beneath the water, and these scales he presses his pale lips against will cover a sleek tail. When the pond is visible, he places a final nip to her dark side and leaps ahead, reaching the water in a single stride and disappearing beneath its surface for her to find.
@[Deiti]