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[chopoffyourhead]

[He can't help but laugh.]

Shameless as always, I see.

[He says it fondly, then pulls away his hand and gestures for it as he climbs back up to the top of the tank.

But this time, he doesn't immediately dive in.

Instead, he leans over, holding his forearm in front of him.]

Here... try biting me now. Don't be afraid of breaking skin.

[Because this time, he'll find that there's considerably more resistance when he does. He'll still be able to puncture him, but he'll really have to put effort into it.]

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[Expecting Riddle to dive in again, Floyd swims over to the entrance platform… but when there’s no splash he sticks half his head up above the water, curious.]

Goldfishie?

[What’s he doing holding his arm out? … Oh.]

… Seriously?

[His fins wiggle as he draws closer and when he rolls his body to rise above the surface he gently bumps his forehead against Riddle’s fingers. Bite him, huh. He makes it sound so simple…

Floyd stays where he is a moment longer, enjoying the contrast of warmth against his cold skin, but soon enough a clawed hand reaches up to cup the back of Riddle’s own and glide upward toward his elbow. At the same time, Floyd presses his lips to Riddle’s palm, savors the feel of his heartbeat, then gradually traces up his wrist with the flat of his tongue.

Unlike before, he takes his time as if he’s enjoying some sort of delicacy. He wants to, he wants to… and finally he does, sparing Riddle one last hungry glance before unhinging his jaw and sinking his teeth into his skin.

There’s resistance, there’s pressure… but so far no blood. He growls low but somehow manages to stop himself from breaking the skin. When he unlatches, Floyd is visibly breathing faster.]

What’d you do?

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[Riddle gives a nod, watching Floyd. He braces himself...

At Floyd's heightened breath, he gives a grin.]

Potions are handy things. Just so happens we had one for physical resistance, too.

[...and because Riddle is Riddle, he left money for both of them despite being staff.

With that, he slips into the water, giving Floyd a sultry grin.]

Ready for round two, my moray?

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Oho~? You’re a clever goldfish.

[Floyd’s familiar with the mating habits of other merfolk too, how the less fearsome looking of them will sing to wayward sailors and coax them to the edge of their ships. Some show kindness, others deceit. But no matter the species, all merfolk, at least in Floyd’s opinion, are quite skilled in the art of persuasion.

So as Riddle slips into the water and calls him his own once more, he grins wide and takes a page out of the kinder merfolk’s books, cupping Riddle’s face and maintaining direct eye contact as he guides him further out into the tank but not yet below the water.

Maybe he’s already said it before, but even if he has, he wants to say it again,]

Y’know, I hate the idea of anyone owning me. … But I kinda like being yours.

[He lifts above the water just a bit, looming over Riddle and admiring his precious little face as he caresses his cheeks with his thumbs. From there he kisses him slowly but deeply, tail lifting beneath the other boy’s thighs just in case he needs something to lean up against to stay afloat.]

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I just want us both to be able to properly enjoy ourselves.

[...oh, there's that sudden gentleness again.

Feeling a blush ride to his cheeks, he allows himself to be led deeper into the tank, further away from "safety".

Something about Floyd saying that while in this form, holding him so tenderly and looking at him with those warm eyes has his heart skipping a beat, his breath catching momentarily.

He lets out a breath, then happily melts into that kiss, body settling against Floyd's tail and his arms coming up to rest on Floyd's shoulders.

Slowly, he lets out a pleased sigh as he sinks completely into it.]

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Fufu~ Are you getting all melty now? That’s cute.

[He laughs against Riddle’s lips, but suddenly Floyd finds himself unable to decide his next move. He’s spent so much time pursuing this boy and now that he has him… what should he do? He’s so pliant and close and he’s never trusted Floyd as much as he does now.

All that could be gone if he makes one wrong move. Briefly he glances at Riddle’s neck, his hand palming over where he bit down only moments ago. What if he didn’t let go? What if he just kept biting and coiling until both their bodies fell numb? It’s not usually like Floyd to overthink or dwell on the past. So what gives?

Before he can delve into that thought train any deeper, he wraps his arms around Riddle’s body and sinks below the water, holding him close and slowly spinning as he descends. Soon they’re back at the bottom of the tank… and Floyd can’t help but rut a bit between Riddle’s legs.]

1/2

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[He gives a light huff at that comment, then looks back to Floyd. When he feels that hand passing over that bite, he lets out another puff.]

What's with you fixating on my shoulder?

[He pecks his lips.]

I'm not glass, you know.

[It's why he'd drank that potion— he wants Floyd to be able to enjoy himself, to lose himself in his natural instinct. Let them both enjoy the roughness without fear of danger to Riddle.

Still, he enjoys the moment of quiet and calm between them as they sink deeper into the water.]

2/2

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[The friction causes a small noise to escape his throat, and a playful smirk comes to his face. One arm removes itself from Floyd's shoulder, hand coming up to the side of his chest.

This time, he experimentally slides in a couple fingers into his gills, pushing them in slowly and watching Floyd's face.]

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I know. You’d turn me into broiled eel in a second if you really wanted to~

[Floyd’s not ashamed to admit his magic stands little chance against Riddle’s. But he still wants to control himself. Somewhat.

Of course, a few fingers in the gills make that hard to accomplish.]

Ngh–!

[Floyd shudders, not fully expecting the contact, but soon enough he eases into it, hunching over and panting softly into Riddle’s shoulder. Claws dig into his back, teeth and tongue worry at his pulse… His cock twitches and writhes against Riddle’s stomach as if looking for something to slide into.

It’s a fantasy left to rampage through his mind, rapidly clouding over with thoughts of grabbing Riddle’s waist and slamming his cock so far up inside he forgets about what it’s like to fuck anyone else. Before long, Floyd starts to babble and growl.]

I wanna fuck you so bad~ I bet you could take me. You’re a strong goldfish. Aha~

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[Riddle's breath shakes with Floyd's retaliation, his own arousal coiling in his stomach.

The words that follow have him giving a low chuckle, his free hand coming down to grab and stroke Floyd's cock while his fingers start to work the gills, slowly pulling back out before pushing in again.]

Flattered as I am, I'll have to pass. But who knows? Maybe one day we'll find a combination of potions to make your dream a reality.

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Don’t say stuff like that~ You’ll get me too excited.

[As if he isn’t already excited enough. Floyd growls low and slow while Riddle’s fingers work at his body. His gills spasm, his breath hitches, his cock throbs and leaks and by now it’s a wonder he hasn’t let himself release. But he can’t help it. He wants to savor it until the very last millisecond.

Teeth find Riddle’s throat next and clamp down. His collarbone, his shoulders and of course that favorite little junction right below his jaw… He imagines what Riddle might look like in a merform, small and decorative with flowing fins and ruby scales… Laving over one spot with his tongue–Floyd’s always preferred going for the vitals–he suddenly tenses up and digs his fingers into Riddle’s hair. Words have completely left him. All he can do is snarl and hiss–

–until finally it proves too much. The very tip of Floyd’s tail vibrates as he cums into Riddle’s hand and the water between them. For several drawn out minutes that’s how he stays, emptying himself out while latched on, chest heaving like he’s swam for miles and miles on end.]

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But isn't that the point of all this?

[Riddle grins, and Riddle gives a gasp when his airway is briefly restricted. The following bites have a moan escaping, his cock starting to strain against his trunks.

This is incredible. So raw, so wild and unhinged and Riddle never thought he'd enjoy something like this this much.

His hand pumps Floyd's massive length as best it can while his fingers dive deep into the gills while Floyd unwinds more and more. And when he climaxes, Riddle's hand continues to pump him through it, drawing out the pleasure for the merman as much as he can.]

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[He’s biting down so hard on Riddle’s neck by the end of it, and if it weren’t for that potion there’s no doubt Floyd would be causing some serious damage.

At last, his orgasm tapers off… and as is custom for Floyd post-climax, he falls limp against Riddle with a drawn out, exhausted exhale. Having all that excess eel weight pressing down on from above might not be comfortable, but there’s not much Floyd can do to prevent it.]

Mnnnn…

[Mumbling, he idly teethes and sucks like a little elver.]

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[Damn. Even with the potion, that's definitely going to leave a mark... Not that Riddle minds all that much.

And thankfully, the buoyancy of the water makes the weight bearable. With a soft, fond chuckle, he turns and presses a kiss to Floyd's head, fingers sliding out of him and coming up to settle against the back of his head.]

So? Was showing me worth it?

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[It takes him a moment, but Floyd manages to avoid slipping out of consciousness, and as soon as he’s able he lifts his arms and coils them around Riddle’s body in a tightening embrace. His tail follows, brushing against his legs so there’s no bit of him left untouched.

Showing him…? Oh. Right.

Floyd scoffs then purrs, the vibrations deeper than before. Post-climax, it’s common for him to be especially affectionate in this form.]

Yeah… but it was dumb for me to feel weird about it. I just really wanted to impress you.

[He nuzzles Riddle’s face… and slips a hand down to lightly tug at the waistband of his swim trunks.]

Did I?

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[Even though his body is cool, being wrapped up like this is still surprisingly nice.

His smile widens as he's nuzzled, and he gently nuzzles back. His own erection is still taut against his trunks.]

Mm. You're very impressive, my Moray.

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[His tail jitters, and with a faster rumble from deep in his chest, Floyd’s visibly pleased with himself.

“Blushing” as humans know it isn’t the same for merfolk. Instead, Floyd’s cheeks tint a deeper shade of teal to nearly match the webbing of his fins.]

Right~?

[But that aside, Floyd’s very much aware of Riddle’s own heat, and with another tug he tries to expose his arousal to his touch.]

I even got you all excited, huh.

[Floyd takes care with his claws as he wraps his hand around Riddle’s cock and starts slicking him up with his own slippery fluids.]

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[Cute...

Riddle smiles fondly until Floyd exposes him. He jolts a little, clearly sensitive, but quickly leans into it, arms wrapping around Floyd as he leans his forehead on his shoulder.]

You did... better take responsibility for it.

[He squirms a bit in Floyd's grasp, hips clearly seeking out that hand.]

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Hehhh~ Lemme think about it…

[Floyd laughs against the shell of Riddle’s ear as he starts to jerk him off at a steady pace. His free hand cups the back of Riddle’s head and soon he’s right back to sinking his teeth into what bit of skin he can reach. It’s still not enough to bleed, but more than enough to mark.

With a low growl, Floyd rubs faster and pays special attention to squeeze around the tip.]

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[There's a shiver at that laugh, and he outright gives a soft cry followed by a moan when he's bitten. His hips thrust with what momentum he can get, fingers curling on Floyd's back and nails digging against the skin.

He moans into Floyd's ear, voice husky and sultry:]

My moray...

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That’s me~

[he purrs into Riddle’s ear again, his hand moving even faster. If there’s one benefit of his eel goo, it’s that it makes for a pretty decent lubricant in a pinch.

Soon enough, Floyd tongue slides out from between his lips and slowly laps at Riddle’s cheek.]

You gonna cum for me~?