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Shark Bait (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She wasn't paying attention, simply washing her hair, and enjoying the cool water. Had his aches just.. gone? She had no idea.
 
He stopped to watch her, eyes almost predatory. He wanted to punish her for tormenting him for so long. But how? She could control herself much better than he could.
 
Something smelled.. familiar, however. Was it her? It had to be, he'd recognize that scent anywhere. Her aches hadn't vanished, maybe she hid it better, but they were still very much there.
 
She wasn't looking at him, though. He couldn't show off how much better a male he was if she wasn't looking. Should he call to her? No, that seemed cliche. But he didn't want to wait on the hope she would turn around.
 
He was at the edge of the pond, watching her, leaning against the bank on his arms; his biceps flexed hard to keep him upright, water dripping down his sleek frame.
 
"If we have the time, I want to get some more swimming in. I haven't enjoyed water like this in a while." He said. He was oddly lucid, tranquil even. Perhaps this was what he was like in the sea. No, maybe this is just what water did to him; he was incredibly emotionless and flat when they first met.
 
He nodded and moved to swim, his muscles and body working beautifully; flexing and bulging and relaxing in all the right spots.
 
She fought back another whine, and just sat, trying to relax and hoping, in vain, that the cool water would distract her.
 
Was this how he felt all the time? Filled with such desires that begged and screamed to be let free? This was almost hellish torture, watching him be so powerful.
 
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