"Sarit"
The light streamed in on my shut eyes, the world of sleep still having its grip on me. I was sleepy trying to awake. "Mmmm too bright" I mumbled. The light up here was too much. We definitely have sunlight in the sea, well I do, but not this much streaming through my hide out.
I snuggled closer to something warm wishing to go back. I opened my eyes, registering it was him I now inched closer too. I was too tired to care, I didn't want to. I nuzzled his biceps and chest a bit before trying to drift off again, hiding my eyes from the light with his warm body. It felt so warm and cozy, so safe.
I took a big deep breath in, smelling his scent. Whatever perfume he wears smelled so amazing. I felt so at ease, my head hurt a bit from a hangover, but inching closer, smelling that scent was so peaceful. I looked up at him sleeping and nuzzled his chin a bit, scowling at my own behavior. He moved slowly and pat my head, "sleep a little longer little one" he said. "I'm not little!" I retorted. He just kept calmly patting my hair, I found myself melting into it, into the clouds of dreamland again. Maybe another hour passed like that, him knowing I was snuggled up close to him and pulling me closer. I felt like smacking him for the audacity to touch me, but I wanted to stay like that sleeping.
The ring of a bell sounded around us. I groaned, not liking it disturbing our slumber. "What's that" I said to Chada. "My alarm, for when I'm supposed to get up and go help you transform" he said groggily. "Right the transformation' I said snapping awake, glancing down at my siren form.
Maybe our close contact stopped me from going back in the middle of the night, but now I was back to my natural state.
Chada now properly awoke, like a beast rising from his slumber. I fauned a glare at him. "You oppurtunist" I said. He snickered at me, "the perfect place to be one too, my bed and a sober boy" he replied deviously.
"Did you plan this from the beginning?" I said hardly asking. "No, but we're finally in my territory, and I get to claim mine in it, shouldn't I be happy?" He said winking at me.
"Oh just shut the hell up and touch me" I replied, pushing my body into his and initiating the kiss. The best way to keep this man in check is to out do him. I can't let him seduce me like this, I'm the seductor!
That taste of him that was starting to become familiar trailed into my mouth as he reciprocated my kiss, now pushing me up against the bed board, where I was still tied. I nuzzled his neck again, taking nibbles of every skin I could. He smirked at me, his eyes narrowing like a fox.
I felt myself seem to light on fire when he looked at me like that. The urge to resist was nonexistent. My mind and logic barely hanging on by a thread. I tried to mentally blame it on the rope that I didn't stop him; We both knew though, if I said no, he would stop.
I made no utterance of dissent, instead teasing him more, I pulled my tail up and brushed past him. His eyes looked at me like I was being naughty, pushing into me more.
I kept nuzzling his neck between kisses. I wanted to touch him but couldn't, he seemed to notice, now slipping his fingers under my shirt, rather his shirt I was wearing. Very slowly he traced his hand up my body, slowly and softly. His touch teasing every nerve in me. I felt myself shiver from it, he looked up at me smiling. "Just do it already" I hissed through my teeth going mad.
"Be a good boy" he replied "I'm in no rush. I may reconsider if you admit you want me to devour you" smirking as he lifted my shirt up to my bonds exposing my entire chest.
I felt my body start to huff in bigger breaths, my eyes doing something akin to dialating. "Why would I ever say something like that" I scowled at him. Heat rising in my body.
He raised his head back up from to my chest biting my neck hard. A hungry smirk playing across his lips. "That's not a good boy, I would gag you but that would get in the way of me kissing your pretty lips" he said smirking at me. He put his fingers up to my mouth, I bit them, not hard, just teasingly. I wanted to challenge him, see how far he goes.
He smirked again even wider, liking it rather than not. Even when I bite him. He turned back to biting my neck with his fingers in one hand in my mouth, his other hand trailing lower on his body. My desire climbing exponentially, this was far from enough.
It was far from satisfying. I couldn't pin point what, but I ached for him to continue til no thoughts remained in my mind, "Good boy" he purred again.
"What's with the good boy" I thought. My body burning. Now my tail turning into legs, but he didn't instantly stop. Swept away by other feelings, he stared down at my body. I felt no shame. I knew I was gorgeous. He certainly knew this too. His face was flushed, clearly he wasn't as held together as he tried to pretend. Beads of sweat from our body heat started forming. He went back in for another deep kiss, savoring my taste as I was his before groaning that we needed to get going. He seemed extremely reluctant to stop.
He looked at me like he wished for me to say we should continue, but I wouldn't voice something like that to someone like him. His ego would probably inflate too. I can't let him know I like it.
I shouldn't even like it. However Chada may seem like a big hulk with a go getter personality, he is big on consent. He untied the rope, honestly it was a bit endearing seeing him long so much yet respect me.
"We need to shower" he said. "Ahhh yes shower, not going to take advantage of me there are you?" I said teasing him again.
"Who said we would shower together" he said with fake confusion.
"I am low on time, unless you want to wait...." I replied mischievously. "I may not ask you for trouble but I'll certainly invite it" I thought to myself.
I walked to the showers turning them on like I was tuaght. My clothes already long gone.
Nothing more satisfying than a shower or the sea after getting sweaty or having been hot and exercising. I let the water stream onto me, not transforming me at all, it feels weird to be in water like this but oddly comforting in its own way. He trailed after me by the door hesitantly. He looked unsure if he should enter.
I beckoned him closer through the door I'd intentionally left wide open. "Come in before it gets cold in here from you gaping at the door"
He sauntered his way in, pulling off his shirt and clothes. I can't say I didn't admire the view, he was covered in his upper arm to his back with a big dark tattoo.
One part was that of the etchings of a compass, which lead to the mast of a ship with ruins in the sky. Above the ship was the depiction of a massive fish with hints of water cascading like a wave. It was an interesting design I hadn't seen before, not like mine and Abyss's.
He slipped himself into the shower leaning in so I wasn't hogging all the water. I protested in no real wrath to the matter.
"Yeah yeah" he said leaning in and wrapping his arms and hands around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. Stopping briefly to kiss my tattoo
"You're too heavy, get off" I said. "And you're too light" he replied lifting me off the ground for show. He set me back down and I tried to hurry up my shower, or else I would really be late. Abyss couldn't see me like this either or he'd take one look at my red face and know something happened last night, this morning too.
I was scrubbing my skin when he stopped messaging my back and pinned me to the wall, kissing me fiercely, possesively. He seemed to hunger after me like I was something he wanted to have as his own. The thought made me shudder, but not in disgust or fear, but something else.
I of course kissed him back, trailing down his skin, my eyes flitting to watch his reaction. If I weren't a siren I would be an incubus because the look of someone succumbing to desire was truly delicious and irresistible.
Chada's phone now rang, the both of us forcing ourselves to untangle our bodies and pretend nothing happened. Again, our hunger only grew. It never was enough, or far enough. It was like poking a bear and locking it in a cave.
I rolled my eyes and finished showering, now heading to the counter to use the creams he put out for me. My skin must look perfect. Just like me.
I powdered on a little biodegradable sparkle onto my face, who wouldn't love a good shimmer. I put the body oil on my body and noticed with a tiny hint of a smirk the way he watched me.
I fluffed out my hair, putting my hand out for the hairbrush which he handed me without asking, took one look at the mirror "what do you think" I asked. "Too hot" he replied. "Perfect" I smirked.
He sighed, at my boldness, maybe feeling jealous as I catwalked sassily out the door.