gone fishin'

Looming over her, Rhazien couldn’t deny the carnal lust that was simmering in his abdomen, threatening to spark into a full-blown inferno. It would be so easy to push her down, hold her head under the water, mount her. He certainly had the strength to do it, and the hunger that needed satiation. And yet, he still chose to take a different approach, siding with charisma and manipulation, because the reward would be that much sweeter. If she was going to call out his name, he wanted it to be through breathless, passionate moans… because he had heard the latter far too many times.

And my, was she putting on a show for him- mimicking his actions, face alit with a rosy hue, eyes sparkling with enamor. The jerking of her tongue was haphazard at first but became more calculated with time. Could she stroke him in the same manner? Bringing his lips close to her ear, tickling the thin hairs within with his breath, he crooned a command. “Subtle movements now. Lure it in… make it…. want you.” The smile on his face widened, perverse fantasies playing inside of his mind- but on the exterior, it seemed as if he were smiling to give her praise.

A flash of silver, the chomp of jaws closing, the scent of blood weeping from wounds. She caught her prize, raising her head to show it to him, before crunching down harder on the slimy thing. It wasn’t the successful hunt he found sexy- it was the blood dripping from her maw to stain her chest. The lust whirling in her rosy eyes. He had seen it on so many female faces- but something about this girl made him feel like he might get luckier faster than he thought. She was almost desperate for him. Mesmerized by his antics. And he loved it.

The fish fell from her jaws, creating a soft splash at their feet, while the ocean kept swaying them back and forth as the tide slowly rose. His eyes locked with hers, alit with fervorous greed. And, as her eyes trailed down to settle on his lips, they pulled back tighter, revealing more of his fangs, flashing her a devilishly handsome smile. She leaned in, lips pursing into a dainty moue. Rhazien knew exactly what she was going for, and he wouldn’t disappoint. He closed the gap, moving slowly at first, wanting the anticipation to build, needing the sparks to fly. And once their lips met, he started with a slow, passionate embrace. Savoring the blood on her lips, cleaning it from her whiskers and maw. And then, his kiss morphed into something raw, and carnal. Passionate in his advance he brought his body down onto hers, feeling the curvature of her spine pressed against his abdomen. “What a naughty girl.” He teased through deep baritones, trailing his lips away from hers, up to her cheek, and to her ear. “I may drown you out here, if I get too rough.” It was a prelude to what he was craving, but also served as a warning. “Join me on the beach.” His tongue snaked from his jaws, trying to wrap around her ear, wanting to ignite her skin with warmth. How far was she going to take this?  

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