‘Faster!’
Added 2024-10-03 03:58:16 +0000 UTC“Sit down! I can’t see past your fat ass” He growled, more water sloshing on his waders. It was supposed to be a quick, draw no attention, covert operation, but he wondered why he ever thought it would be. They already had a few fumbles, and if she fell there would be hell to pay, he doubted she would see past her rage through him to remember there’s no salt water in dry land.
She ignored him, per usual, and leaned farther forward.
“Portia! Sit. Down!” He barked, sweat filling his waders
“I’m not a dog!” She hissed back, glaring at him as more water sloshed.
“You’re right- a dog would be better behaved” he puffed, “you’ll be seen”
His cautioning made her lean down with a pout, but not completely sit back per instruction.
“It’s fine- worse thing is you say you caught me, wouldn’t that be wonderful for you? ‘I strung her up in my net’, but I supposed you’d have to decide what to do with me” She teased, looking back at him.
His cheeks burned as her eyes found his. What wouldn’t he do with her? She was all he could think about, waking or dreaming, her pretty face with her buck teeth, tentacles swirling twirling, swimming around the periphery of his mind… wondering what she felt like, what her lips tasted like, if siren wives were sought after for good reason. Those pouty lips on his, eyelashes fluttering, her hands stroking his skin… and perhaps other areas. He shook his head, giving her a glare.
“I’ll boil some water” He grumbled, glaring at her bright eyes. She smiled, knowing his cheeks meant his thoughts had drifted. Their tango would continue it seemed, but she was close to winning. He was smart of his feet, but he only had two, while her eight could entangle him easily… perhaps they already had.
