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[Floyd tilts his head. Sure, some people can hold their breath for a long time, but…

Curious, he inches back and circles around Riddle to examine him from all angles. At one point he even leans in to nudge at his ribs and check for gills.

What gives?]

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[Riddle watches Floyd, thoroughly amused. There's a tiny giggle as he lifts his arm. No gills here!]

Silly man. I drank a water-breathing potion before I came to the room.

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Ehhh?! For real?

[Floyd circles Riddle one more time but, no, there’s definitely no gills to be seen.]

That’s pretty sneaky, Goldfishie.

[He untangles himself and starts doing a few flips and twists in the water.]

I wanna see you with a tail one-a these days though! You’d be real cute.

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[Look at how excited he is...

Riddle gives a grin as he watches his aquabatics, then swims up to him once he's done and runs his fingers under his chin.]

Hm... I might even go get a potion after I see you in all your glory. What do you say?

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[Floyd doesn’t expect the chin scratches, but of course he won’t say no to them by any means. Predictably, he purrs and his fins shiver in response. He can’t help but start to coil around Riddle once more.]

Wehe~ I mean, I’m not gonna ever say no to that.

[Giggling, he nuzzles Riddle’s palm… then glances around for a more comfortable spot to do this. Ideally he wants to be as coiled up in a bunch of coral as possible, but a nice soft bunch of sand will have to suffice.]

Over here.

[Floyd takes Riddle’s hand and coaxes him to swim down towards the bottom of the tank.]

Here. You can sit on my tail so you don’t get all sandy, ok?

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[The purr and coiling gets another smile, and he reaches down with his free hand, running it over Floyd's tail.

Easily, he allows himself to be led lower down. He hums at Floyd's suggestion.]

What a gentlemer. Just don't forget to anchor me down~

[With a small grin, he settles on the tail the best he can underwater, trusting that Floyd will wrap the rest of it around his torso or legs to keep him more or less still.]

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I got you.

[Floyd rests his claws on the small of Riddle’s back as he pushes up his tail and indeed uses what he can to keep the other boy from floating back up to the surface. So far so good.

… Now to actually… do the reveal part.

Floyd settles down… stares… then belatedly realizes he may not be able to do this just by staring deep into Riddle’s soul.]

Um… So, like–

[And here he goes burying his face into Riddle’s neck.]

Hmph… Wrap your arms ‘round me real tight for a sec.

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[Riddle gives a blink... then a little laugh when Floyd buries his face in his neck.]

Need some help?

[He wraps his arms around Floyd as tightly as he can, which isn't that much, especially in the water, but it's... something?]

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It’s not like I can’t do it…!

[And while Riddle’s squeeze is nice, it’s not as tight as it might be from, say, another moray. Floyd’s never fooled around with his own kind (outside of dreams), but it makes sense why squeezes and bites and chases seem far more appealing this way.

With a pout and a huff,]

… But yeah, ok.

[Ugh!]

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Heh...

[Another squeeze.]

This is nothing compared to how I was when you showed me just how patient you could really be.

[So Riddle isn't bothered, and he hopes Floyd won't be too bothered, either.

With that, he tilts his head to kiss briefly over Floyd's neck before biting down. He's no moray and the blunt teeth mean he can barely get a hold of the slippery skin, but hopefully it'll pinch just enough.]

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[Distracted, Floyd isn’t sure how to respond to those words, and he isn’t so sure he’ll be able to once he feels that pressure against his skin. It’s not razor sharp by any means, but the message is there… and there’s enough of a pinprick to stir something in his stomach.

Instinctively he wants to bite back. He’d give anything to tear into Riddle’s unmarked flesh and lay claim to whatever parts of him he’s yet to give away. Put simply, he wants to devour the other boy until there’s nothing left to take. How he hasn’t acted on his impulses yet is anyone’s guess.

Instead, with a low purr in the back of his throat, Floyd nudges his head against Riddle’s own and allows his eyes to slip shut. His tail, though firm, seems to relax a touch and with it comes an all too familiar sensation just below his core, tingling and squirming with increased desire.

Before long, hissing and snapping his teeth near Riddle’s ear, Floyd tenses as something begins poking out from slit at the base of his pelvis. Darker teal and smooth, it isn’t large (possibly less than an inch or two) and seems relatively unassuming… if only for now.]

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[Augh...

It's one thing to touch Floyd's mucousy skin and another entirely to bite down on it. But it's worth it, at least, if Floyd's finding it enjoyable.

He just hopes it's not too much teasing. There's very clearly a desire from Floyd to bite more than water. Should Riddle let him? Or would blood in the water only make things worse?

For now, he decides not to tempt fate, and instead brings his hand around, fingers delicately stroking over what's been revealed.]

That's it. You're doing wonderful, my Moray.

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[And there it is again. That cute little nickname. Floyd still doesn’t fully understand it–after all, his nickname-giving conventions differ greatly from others’–but he doesn’t want to think about the logistics right now. Right now all Floyd wants is to play… and hopefully not startle Riddle in the process.

Easier said than done. His instincts are even harder to control in his natural form. Sex–mating–is a violent affair for his kind. He’ll have to tone his behavior down considerably for Riddle’s sake, starting with, well… not biting him when he touches something so sensitive and exposed.

The appendage twitches toward the other boy’s touch and inch by inch starts to wriggle free, pressing more firmly to Riddle’s palm and slicking up his fingers with an even thicker substance than his usual eel goo. It’s tapered at the tip and much thicker toward the base, too thick for any human to comfortably wrap their whole hand around…

Before long, twelve inches of a wriggling, heavy arousal have slipped out, though there’s clearly a bit more to go. Floyd purrs low and long into Riddle’s neck as it happens, seemingly transfixed or lulled into feeling safe for the time being.]

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[... Great Seven, it's like a clown car.

He'd been expecting large but even this is more than he'd anticipated. And it certainly does look different, but... There's something something rather beautiful in its alien-like look.

Well, nothing to do now except... see how much more there really is, the base of his palm gently running along the base as he continues offering soft words of praise and encouragement.]

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[Floyd responds to the encouragement with more purrs and rumbles, but by the time he feels he’s completely exposed, he pauses and lifts his head a bit, eyes switching between Riddle’s face and his hand.

He looks even smaller by comparison when Floyd’s in this form. Cutting off his air, coiling around his limbs and dragging him into the depths to keep forever and ever sounds more appealing by the second. … But Floyd resists and gently nuzzles Riddle’s temple instead. It’s ok. This is fine. He’s not freaking out…

He decides to ask anyway.]

… You scared?

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[There's a blink, and he looks up to Floyd when he asks that question.

...oh. He's immediately struck by that look. He's never seen Floyd look so nervous before.

His free hand comes up and caresses his cheek.]

No. You're as wonderful as ever, my Moray.

[A softened smile, before he leans forward and kisses his lips.]

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[Does Riddle even know how dangerous of a situation he’s in? Touching and biting Floyd aside, he’s still tossing that nickname around and being all sweet to boot. The kiss draws another low purr out of him and his dilated pupils nearly black out the glow from his irises. He’s visibly excited, though the line between sexual and predatory arousal remains as blurred as ever.

With a laugh,]

Guess you’ve probably seen weirder in those flower mazes of yours back in Heartslabyul, huh.

[Not phallic things, but borderline alien things nonetheless.]

… It’s more flexible than a human’s. It’s gotta be since we don’t have legs.

[As he speaks, Floyd experimentally slides the appendage along Riddle’s palm, the cool, slippery coating unmistakeable in the warmer water.]

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Hmm. [An amused look at that comment.] There are some pretty interesting things in there, yes.

[There's a small shiver that comes from the feeling of it against his hands.]

I see...

[He leans forward and up, brushing a kiss along Floyd's jawline.]

I think a little reward is in order.

[He presses his palm more firmly to the underside and strokes down, thumb in particular pressing and dragging down the middle.]

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Ehe~ You and your rewards…

[Not that he minds. Floyd’s incredibly reward driven, so whatever positive reinforcement Riddle has, he’s going to take.

And, oh, is it ever positive indeed.

Floyd shudders from head to tail, fins upright and abdominal muscles contracting, because he swears he’s a million times more sensitive in this form than in his human one. It makes sense. He never needs to have his cock out for anything but mating, so it’s bound to be, well… touch-starved, for lack of better term.

Claws dig into Riddle’s back for only a moment before he’s swooping down, taking his face in his webbed hands, and trying to steal a kiss. It’s not a common display of affection for his kind… but it feels good nonetheless.

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You like my rewards.

[And why wouldn't he continue to use such an effective form of encouragement?

Oh, he's very sensitive...

Riddle slowly strokes back up when Floyd suddenly swoops for him. There is a brief moment of tension, because despite all appearances, Riddle hasn't forgotten that he's in the grasp of a predator who could tear him to shreds without so much as batting an eye.

But, when it only turns out to be a kiss, he relaxes again, eyes briefly closing as he presses back. Slowly, his hand strokes up and down Floyd's cock, letting him get used to the sensation of Riddle's hand on him.]

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[Riddle’s touch feels like fire on his skin, and when they kiss Floyd swears he just might melt from the inside out. His tongue explores, tangles up with Riddle’s own and leaves so little room for much more than a few breathless gasps.

Fully exposed and throbbing, his cock slicks up Riddle’s fingers with a generous amount of thick, lube-like fluid. By now he’d be fully inside another mer, writhing away until the sand clouds the water, so it makes sense he’s already excited.]

Fuck…

[he hisses, pupils fully blown and unfocused, gills fluttering against his ribs... his hands still cradling Riddle’s face.]

Faster…

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[Kissing underwater whilst under the effects of a water breathing potion is certainly a novel and interesting experience. He kisses Floyd back with just as much vigor, pressing his tongue against Floyd's and scraping lightly past the sharp teeth, enough to pinch but not to puncture.

And that certainly is quite a bit of that substance from Floyd... It's fascinating, learning all these things about his body.

He smiles, giving a thoughtful hum as he picks up the pace a bit.]

Can I touch your gills?

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Ah–

[Floyd shudders and his breath catches in his throat when Riddle picks up the pace, but it’s that question that truly intrigues him.

With a grin, he offers a single nod.]

You’re pretty curious, huh.

[Floyd thinks he likes the idea of being explored so long as it feels good.]

I don’t mind~

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Of course.

[Maybe it'd just be ticklish like the rest of his sides, but Riddle can't help but try.

His fingers run over them, and then, gentle and careful, he partially slides his finger under one to see how Floyd might react.]

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[It’s definitely ticklish, yes, but it curiously awakens something inside him. It’s reminiscent of his earlier days in Duplicity, back when he was launched into some weird dream world where he terrorized the deep and collected bones beneath the waves.

Fingers slipped inside him then… and here they are again now, causing his fins to stand on end and his entire body to shudder from the top of his head to the very tip of his fin.

He feels giddy, the combination of strokes and prods overloading his body, and with a delirious laugh and a moan Floyd bites at Riddle’s neck, somehow managing not to puncture the skin but so very close.]

H-haha… Bet it feels weird, right?

[He doesn’t say it to demean himself. But it must be true for a human who’s never touched a merman, surely.]