Looking at him, she frowned while he grinned at her, leaning down to kiss her lightly on the lips.
Smiling up at him, she ran her fingers through his wet hair.
"Did you mean it when you said you wanted to know with me?" he asked.
The question threw her, and she frowned, trying to recall the conversation. After a second she blushed and looked away from him.
"I didn't think you'd remember that," she muttered, embarrassed.
"A man never forgets being propositioned by the most beautiful woman in either world," he said.
She snorted, amused by the flattery. "Oh please," she said, and he smirked, nudging her jaw with his nose.
"Did you?" he asked, insistent on having his answer.
"Yes, I meant it. And I still mean it."
Looking around at a splash, the siren was glaring at them, but he didn't dare come any closer.
"What if I said yes right now?" he asked.
"Depends on if you're into voyeurism or not…"
"I like the way you think," he purred, and she looked at him indignantly.
"He's a child!"
"He's an adult, he could use the education."
Looking up at him, she studied his face with a frown on hers.
"Are you serious?" she asked, unsure when it came to him. He had an odd sense of humour.
"Completely," he said firmly.
She exhaled slowly, suddenly anxious at the idea.
Lifting her hand, she traced her fingers across his jaw and then curled her hand around the back of his head, drawing him down to her. Her lips met his in a slow kiss, deep, and tentative.
He met her uncertainty with his own confidence and her eyes slid shut, the warmth of his lips burning her in the most delicious way.
Deepening the kiss, he trailed his fingers down over her uninjured shoulder and down to her breast, his fingers skirting around to avoid actually touching her before trailing heat down over her ribs to her hip and back up again, leaving her skin tingling.
A soft sigh escaped her at the tenderness of his touch, and he shivered at the sound, breaking away from her kiss to trail his lips down over her jaw and down to her throat where he bit her gently, teasingly.
He laughed softly as he felt the gooseflesh that formed at the bite and he growled against her skin.
Sliding her arm around his shoulder, she drew him down on top of her and he moved willingly, his head turning back to hers and his kiss became hungry, demanding.
Parting her legs, she smirked against his mouth as her inner thighs grazed against his hips, her foot lifting off the moss to trail down over the back of his leg and he growled, a low and feral sound.
A sudden devious thought came over her and she bit gently on his lower lip while she slid her foot up over his backside and then tucked her toes into the band of his underwear, pressing them down.
He pulled back from her, his eyes wide while she grinned wickedly.
"Flexible…" he growled, clearly enjoying the thought.
Reaching down between them, she found him, and he shuddered, his eyes sliding shut as her fingers explored the length of him, teasing and stroking him until he groaned.
"Seriously?" an angry voice called out, and they looked around to find Daemon standing several yards away, glaring at the two of them.
"Seriously…? Don't you know how to knock?" Dirdos asked.
"Get off her, dragon."
"This is the fourth time we've been interrupted… a man can only take so much…"
Slumping back onto the moss, she sighed and looked at the ceiling of the cavern. She was starting to think she was never going to get to get the chance.
"Sorry love," Dirdos said and kissed her again, fixing his underwear and climbing off her.
Refusing to move, she glared up at the ceiling and waited for Daemon to approach.
"How did you know to come here?" she asked, irritated.
"Malik."
His face appeared in her vision, but she refused to look directly at him.
"Malik?"
"He said he felt you were injured."
"Neat trick…" she muttered, finally looking at him. "Can you just go away?"
"That's not going to happen. You two need a chaperone."
"I'm an adult, Daemon. I can make my own choices."
"I'm very aware of that, but Dirdos isn't the one you should be experimenting with."
"Why not?" Dirdos demanded, fuming as he pulled on his pants.
"You being gentle is like asking ice not to melt while holding it over a fire."
"I would have been perfectly gentle."
"Letari approves," she muttered.
"Letari also approves of Versalis and we all know how that would end."
"You know?" she asked curiously.
"That you and he would wipe out half the continent if you ever ended up together? Of course."
"How?" she demanded.
"You two have the most volatile aura I've ever seen," Dirdos said.
"Yeah. You two being together would spell disaster. But thankfully you two are aware of it and not likely to end up in that situation again."
"Then who would you recommend?" she snapped.
"Kai."
"Are you out of your bloody mind?" she demanded, sitting up.
"If you want a lover, then he's likely your best bet for a first timer."
"I'm not going to have sex with Kai."
"He's a perfectly nice boy."
She wasn't having that conversation with him and she stood, accepting her dress from Dirdos.
"Why don't you just mind your own business?" she snapped.
"Because I worry about you, and if you're not interested in being with me, then I want you to be looked after."
Turning on him, she broke off her shout at his injured expression.
"Daemon…" she looked between the two of them, frowning in her confusion.
"Threesome could still be a thing," Dirdos said as he scratched his jaw.
"One of you is bad enough."
Daemon was looking at Dirdos curiously and she shook her head.
"Why don't you two just get together and leave me out of it," she snapped.
Dirdos looked at Daemon and they considered each other.
"Good point," Dirdos said, and she glared at them.
"Take me back," she snapped while Dirdos grinned at her wickedly.
"Jealous?" he teased, and she narrowed her eyes.
"You shut up."
Daemon's brows lifted and then he grinned. "Come on, it'd be more fun with the three of us."
"Keep your hands to yourself, or each other, whichever."
He was creeping closer, and she backed away, glaring at him while Dirdos stood with his hands in his pockets, grinning at the two of them.
Daemon grabbed her and she shrieked, squirming as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard on the cheek, smiling down at her.
"Not Dirdos," he whispered.
"Daemon…" she sighed, but he shook his head.
"It's not even that I'm jealous, I just don't want you to be afraid of pleasure if he accidentally hurts you."
Looking up at him, she bit her lip, and he rested his forehead against hers, his eyes sad even though he was smiling at her.
"Okay…" she sighed, and his eyes slid shut in relief, hugging her to him tightly.
She doubted she would ever get the chance if that was the case, and the realisation hurt her, leaving her feeling empty and sad.
Reaching out for Dirdos, he took her hand and the world burst into flames around them, setting them down in her rooms.