[Honey]

The sound of the words were replaced with the sweet sound and sensation of suckling against his shoulder, and the pale color of the iris’ that stared into his own were gone and replaced and in their stead the white subway tile that decorated the walls of his bathroom were in his sights instead. He could feel his fingers that had become slightly pruned in the water, and the weight of the body on top of him while it sucked joyfully against him. A low moan escaped his lips while his fingers left the water to wrap around milky thighs while his head fell to the side.

*it’s mood was one he did not know though it was a sign he would have been looking for if he still had the inclination to trap, instead his own want was to taste not to trap. He did not stop, however, even as it pushed it’s maleness against him.

His inquiring touches by his body were not sent away, and so he could only presume that his inquiry was accepted openly by the other. Gently he rocked his hips against the other with a gentle splash of water around them while his hands trailed across the back of a milky thigh. His fingers grazed the smooth edge of the other while his head turned back towards the one who remained sucking against his shoulder there it was now beginning to hurt, but he paid it no mind. One hand came to linger on a pale cheek, warming the chilly flesh while his other hand trailed along the lengthy side to rub and caress against the thin and nearly green skin as the stranger had done to him only moments prior. Had the other’s lips been free he would have offered a sweet and assuring kiss as compensation for his touches but instead he allowed for the other to nip harshly at his skin while he only barely flinched away.

*As he broke skin the human flinched and he understood the human was already falling free. He lapped at the light well of it’s ichor then pulled away to see it’s-his, the press of maleness reminded him, his, reaction through what he saw elicited a new hunger.

He all but purred as the other looked to him again, and taking his hand free of the narrow side he gently caressed a cheek as he brough the face closer for an attempted kiss while the hand against the stranger worked around the joints of the thighs to try and find the other’s maleness.

*There was no slit in him got it-him to store his fertilizer though there were no eggs either so it did not matter more than convenience. He did not care, however, as it tried to dock him and lightly laughing at it’s ignorance of his own maleness took to sliding down it instead.

The laugh was like chiming bells and reminded him of how it was merely a dream that they were in despite it feeling so real. The water made it so smooth and easy to move in such a way that they gathered friction between the two of them and it reminded him of how good it felt to be with another. His hands settled onto the hips that moved smoothly against his own with his thumbs grazing over the gentle juts in the bone while trying his best to dictate over the situation while he was still the one against the tub by getting the other to still at times for him to thrust appropriately against the other man in such a way it made him hunger for more before they quickly sated the feeling together.

*It took surprisingly long for it to expel such a paltry amount of fertilizer though the show of pleasure it had in it’s rubbing pleased him enough he did not mind and pulling it from the murky waste of their discharge he dragged it-him out of the basin. He understood too much water made humans sick and he had finally found a use for his.

He recalled being brought back to his bed, but after that seemed only like a blur. When he woke again the once bright sun of the midday had become the duller lull of the afternoon, and after rolling over he could feel that he wa no longer dressed and there was a contented feeling in his gut that made his brow wrinkle with concern. Glancing to the side he could see the stranger laying asleep in the beams of sunshine and in his gut he could feel the sensation of content leave in favor of fear that it was not merely a dream he had.
Hovering over the body he could see the man’s chest rise and fall with each breath, and looking over the face he could see those lips that could sing words so sweet enough to make him do anything and give himself up willingly. Reaching out he brushed a hand across the long strands of hair that laid across the face, and in doing so it revealed pale skin of the neck, and the first thing that stood out to him were the faintest of lines across the side of his neck. He’d thought they were scars until he reached out to touch them and felt that they had a lip to them.

*He woke to the feeling of fingers against his gills and opened his eyes enough to see movement. He turned his head and stared at the human.

The eyes were penetrating like ice as they caught his own where he was stuck, and he dared not move from where he was until he felt as though the other would not be angry with him. Sitting back on his knees he realized that the silence would only continue and so he spoke up. “What are you?”

*Saying nothing he moved forward to touch it-him and seeing it’s face grow strange stopped. He could not understand it’s behavior.

He could not help but pull away from the intended touch. Already he had gotten too close without hardly knowing what or who the other was. “You have gills, you’re not human.”

*The understanding came to him and carefully he nodded, “...yes.”

He was surprised enough that the...thing did more than nod at his recognition, and knowing that he should not flee he uncomfortably shifted. “I have only ever heard of mermaids, but you do not look much like Ariel.” Seeing that the other did not get his reference his frown grew larger. “Are you a mermaid?”

*He knew the word though it was not he. This did not mean, however, that he was not wise and avoiding the question he pointed to his feet, “tail, not human.”

He stared for a cou ple of minutes while he tried to comprehend. He had a tail and yet was not mermaid, and he had a voice that could make him do anything. Wringing his hands he started to shrug. ”You sing often, are you one of those things that wrecks ships and lures people?”

*Lure, yes. Shipe, he had never done. Frowning he remained silent while he looked for a word, when he found one his face fell blank once more and he pointed to his legs, “...loreley.”

He looked to where the other pointed and only saw his legs. “loreley?”

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[littl3chocobo]

nodding he moved towards it to give it a calming kiss though this too was met with the human twitching away. he stilled and taking a chance held a hand out to it to see if the offer would be taken if he was not the one to reach out

[Honey]

He stared at the pale hand for a moment while he tried to decide whether or not it was alright, and he ended in the decision that it was not going to hurt him. Reaching out he gently took the hand that was held out for him.

[littl3chocobo]

when the gesture was taken he closed his hand around it's and carefully leaned in until it was close enough to speak softly into it's ear-hole, "mine, i found you"

[Honey]

Had another human told him that he may have smiled. but as it stood he was only partially sure of what creature it was that sat before him on the bed. He decided to counteract it, "I found you out in the rain though. Did you know to come to my garden?"

[littl3chocobo]

he said nothing and as the silence carried on he realized he would be expected to speak now. pulling away he offered it a blank look in hopes that it would forget that he had spoken and go back to not expecting him to know

[Honey]

He frowned as the hand left go of his and the man backed away to his spot where he had napped on the bed. "Did I scare you from talking?"

[littl3chocobo]

he said nothing

[Honey]

He stared for a moment in hopes of conjuring something, and instead he got nothing for his efforts. He hung his head in shame for having used his short time of talking for such a trivial thing, and rather than sticking around he started to climb out of bed to find clothes to replace the ones that had been removed and to see what time it was to determine if he could still make it to town or not.

[littl3chocobo]

he felt relieved when it did not keep goading him on and when it had reapplied it's fabric once more he slipped from the nest and followed it to the door

[Honey]

He thought to turn around halfway on his trip to the living room to halt the man, but he knew that his words had stopped working and he was stuck with the heavy shadow that followed after him without question. On his way to the window he took a hold of his cell phone to dial someone he knew in town, and when he got a voicemail he could see the rain predicted starting to come down as a light sprinkle which he knew would soon be sheets of rain. Clicking the phone and heavily setting it down against the nearby coffee table he turned around to stare at the creature.

[littl3chocobo]

he was surprised when it stopped moving and turned around to stare at him. blankly he stared back until it resumed it's walk and once more he took to following behind

[Honey]

He found the leftover food he had left for the other before he devoured nearly all of his fish, and the thought made him frown. He looked into the living room from the doorway to see the floor slightly wet from where his innocent victims may have fallen from the creature's grasp to the floor where they met their untimely end by means of Aces or the man, and that water spillage reminded him of the giant mess that was still left in the bathroom. Walking to the water closet he pulled out all of the towels he had before walking off to the bathroom.

[littl3chocobo]

he was silent and the human was as well as they went around in through all of the places from before and though each made the human more and more unhappy he could see nothing wrong and did not refrain from following. eventually it grabbed some fabric and headed towards the basin room. he licked his lips and wondered if it wished to dock again so soon

[Honey]

Layers of towels were thrown upon the floor to soak up any of the water that still remained spilled over the side of the tub. He did his best to wring out the towels into the already still filled tub that was still filled with the water from earlier, and when he had entirely run out of dry towels to finish cleaning the remainder of the water that sat idle on the floor, he found that the man was standing there with a towel he had picked up. Taking it from the other he looked up at the icy eyes for a lingering moment before he went back to wiping up the remainder of the room.

[littl3chocobo]

the look was brief but it was what he was expecting though he had the mind to let it finish whatever it was doing first. it was only when the human reached into the basin and the water began to drain that he made his move and moving up behind it he clung to it and offered a hum before pushing on the things that it had touched before to start and stop the rain

(your call if it goes on but i would hope the clinging the face and the gesture made his wishes clear)