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Prize from the sea (dando20 and Annabella93)

Heat coursed through her...

It was a sunny beautiful day, the water was blue and perfect, oddly the fish were gone, there were a few colorful shells laid by her feet in the ocean, waves hit against her heated skin. Dane was there, in all his glory, standing with his tanned tawny skin pressed to hers, kissing her neck. Yes... you feel so good...

"mm " she moaned in her sleep, her cheeks and body flushing with color. Her breathing deepened with his teasing.

The Dane in the dream was as relentless as the real one. His hands moved all over her body, rubbing her back, shoulders, gripping her firmly from the back of her neck, holding her head to him as he kissed her, then moved his hand down to her behind, then between her legs. She arched.

She arched in reality to his hand teasing her. "Dane..." she whispered.

A haze came about in the dream, as waves engulfed them, taking them both to the sand at the bottom. Cold and hot at the same time, and it became hazier, like she was approaching consciousness, except the sensation of his hand and lips on her seemed so... lucid.

She arched again, her eyes fluttering open to find Dane teasing her flesh. Her lips parted with a silent moan, somehow finding her voice, She called out to him, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him atop of her. Her legs spread wider for him and she kissed his throat, neck, "I dreamt of you." she whispered huskily her voice not yet as awake as other parts of her.
 
Dane smiled kissing back at her as Belle wakes. He kept teasing her relentlessly, rubbing her pussy more and more, but not entering her. "Is that so?..and What was I doing in your dream of yours?" Dane asked with a sneaky grin.
 
Her body shook slightly, her lips slightly dry. She blushed furiously as her toes curled, "m-much... like what y-you're doing..oooohh.. now.." she moaned softly, her nipples hardened puckering up at him. She moved her own hand along his chest.
 
Dane leaned forward, letting Belle rub his chest as he finally fingered her deep inside. "Mmmm..so..still want to go to the park?" Dane asked, still fingering her deep grinning.
 
Belle gasped and arched as his fingers slipped inside her. She never thought of how pleasurable this could be.

She licked her lips, her eyes meeting his, though they were glazed with desire there was no missing her excitement over the idea of heading to the park. Her fingers skimmed his skin up to his neck then up to his hair from the back of his neck. "Yes..." She gasped both encouraging his pleasuring and agreeing to the park statement.
 
Dane smiled removing his fingers from her and kissed her softly. "Hehe I can't believe how much you enjoy sex...when we met you were so shy on the idea..hehe now you seem to like sex at anytime." Dane said. "So going to take your laps in the pool?"
 
Belle thought about that, then blushed furiously. She would have to blame him, if he hadn't made her so comfortable about sex, she wouldn't be. She shuddered slightly, why was he stoping?? She watched him, "Is that bad?" she asked huskily.

She licked her lips slightly, and glanced out the window where she could see sun rays leaking through the curtains. She nodded, she needed her laps.
 
"Hehe no not for me." Dane said, watching her leave for the pool. Dane went to the bathroom, preparing to take a shower, thinking of what else he could do to Belle.
 
Belle shuddered slightly, as she shifted in the water. It was difficult given how he had worked her up. Her dark hair clung to her wet skin, and her eyes shimmered along with her tail with a silverish gleam. After effects of the moon.

She couldn't begin to understand the uneasy feeling that began at the pitch of her stomach. Was it a warning of some sort. Oddly enough, the sensation went all the way up to the point it was leaving her in a very sober mood. Never once since she set foot on land -literary- had she felt this way. Even with - she shuddered at the thought- Bob. He had given her a different kind of feeling that left her feeling weak.

She dove to the bottom of the pool. There was no denying how she missed the sea, and how little the pool did to feed her. It just wasn't the same. She loved Dane, and this place, it was just a more innate part of her wanted to be on both, land and sea. She decided she shouldn't linger too much on this. There was no way back, and she shouldn't ruin everything because of that. She slipped out the pool, and grabbed her towel.

Dripping wet, she slipped into the kitchen to begin to prepare their little breakfast.
Right then a knock came on the door.

This made Belle quickly panic. Who could it be!? She was uncertain if she should approach the door at all! She stood still in front of the stove where she had their oatmeal cooking. She had never cooked it before, she had only observed Dane do it. And if anything is to be known about her people, was that they were fast learners. She stared at the door as driplets of water tickled down her spine, and neck. Not enough to bother or change her, just enough to keep her moist for as long as possible.

Her dark hair lay in soft wet curls down her back, her towel wrapped around her as she mixed the oat and milk. A few drips slipped down her cheek, lips, and down to her neck. Her eyes now filled with panic she glanced at the door again as the knock became more impatient.
 
Dane was just finishing drying up as a knock at the door was heard. He put on a robe and quickly walked down the stairs. "Belle, make sure not to show yourself." Dane asked of Belle, seeing she was buck naked once again. Dane sighed and opened the door, not fully though, to see who could be in at early morning.
 
Rebecca stood there, arms crossed. She was one of his... 'lovers' from a few month ago. She had a fight with her current boy friend, and Dane was the first that came to mind, which was why she was here.

"Dane!" she beamed and jumped on him hugging him tight, aiming for a kiss on the lip, missing only by a hair. She held on to him. Might as well put up the damsel in distress charade.

Belle was still in the kitchen, whoever it was wouldn't be able to see her, so she picked up the oatmeal from the fire, and put it on the side, then peeked to see. In the past month, or so, never once had anyone come knocking on this house, except for Bob. She shuddered at the thought. She held her towel to her and inspected the visitor. The woman's shriek, sent a shudder through her. Jeez, and she thought a siren's angry scream was bad, this woman would give her people a run for their angry shrieks.

A foreign part of her was outraged at how to woman held Dane. though she didn't understand very much as to why. Mostly humans were different from her people in terms of mates. Her kind only mated to one, and one forever. That didn't seem to be the case with humans. She watched from the kitchen, still hidden behind the wall.

Rebecca held him close, and began her water works, and tears. They always got her what she wanted. Then again, in her few weeks with Dane he got her everything she wanted too, which was another reason she was back here. But she'd rather keep that part to herself, and use it to her benefit.
 
Dane was quite surprised as to why Rebecca would be back. HE was sure she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. "Rebecca? What are you doing back here?" Dane asked in a annoyed manner, trying to hold Rebecca back from kissing him. He didn't want anything to do with any of her former lovers. He only had his heart for Belle.
 
Rebecca, she sniffled, and rubbed her eyes. "I don't want to talk about it." she rubbed her eyes. "I honestly expected you to be out for your jog.." she said as more tears slipped past her eyes. Crocodile tears, but who cares right? She was here to elevate the shit she had gotten from her boyfriend. So she drank a little too much and spent the night with two guys at the pub, not like she did it on purpose, not like the idiot did anything pleasurable enough for her anyways, so it didn't matter.

Belle was a little uncertain what to make of the woman. Could she be a relative?
 
"Well...I was going to go out of the park...with my new girlfriend. I've moved on Rebecca" Dane said firmly, seeing through Rebecca's crocodile tears. It was obvious she came back to exploit him again, but he won't have it this time.
 
Her tears just continues down, she sniffled. "oh..." she peeked inside to see. She watched Dane, she almost grit her teeth, thankfully she hasn't. "yes well, can I at least be a friend?" she asked hopefully, her eyes intent on him.

Belle frowned at words she heard but couldn't quite grasp the meaning of. This woman was a lover of his, that much she could guess. Then he was talking about her, and it made her heart race. However there was no denying the millions of questions that came to her mind. She turned back to glance at the oatmeal, she still needed to get the apples and cinnamon cut and mixed with it before it cooled down. Her eyes shifted back to the woman at the door.

Rebecca was quite taller than Belle. a good 5'8 with a slender form that was craved by many. Her hair blonde and painted black on the tips, in her little pixie-like haircut. "Mind if I join in?" she asked, "I .." sniff..." just had a terrible break up.." well.. she broke up, but he didn't need to know that.
 
Dane could see she was still pretending, but might as well play along. maybe she'll leave sooner if she met Belle. "OK..but I'm about to leave soon, so don't expect to stay here long." Dane said, letting Rebecca in. "Belle..we have a guest..are you putting something on to wear?" Dane asked, hoping the mermaid was wearing something.
 
Rebecca's brows went up. Him with a robe, and her something to wear? This has got to be good.

"Oh, your girlfriend is actually here, why am I not surprised?" she mused.

Belle poked her head from behind the sliding door leading to the kitchen, a slight hesitant smile on her lips. "A towel?" she asked more than stated what she was wearing. "Hello," she smiled slightly at the lady, not wanting to seem rude or anything. That being said, all her alarms were up. Even goosebumps and chills that told her the woman was bad news.
 
"Umm..Rebecca?...This is Orabelle..Belle..this is Rebecca...an..old friend of mine" Dane said with some displeasement of having to mention about Rebecca. "We were just about to have breakfast...Do you mind having oatmeal?"
 
Belle went to stand by Dane holding the towel around her. For some reason she felt bare in front of the woman. Judged. She couldn't even begin to understand the odd discomfort she was getting. She was uncertain, should she exceed her hand, should she not, should she just smile, or walk back upstairs and get dressed and give the two space to talk?

Rebecca studied the girl, what? About 21? 22 -max, she seemed pretty naive too. quite beautiful that much was obvious, and there was no missing why Dane would go for her, a slight smile played on Rebecca's lips. She pulled the girl for a hug, hoping to provide more discomfort, she already sensed the girl's awkwardness. She kissed her on the cheek, "Well it's nice to see Dane finally find someone interesting," yeah.. interesting.

Belle almost panicked at the girl's proximity, she didn't particularly liked to be touched by anyone. Dane and her own sister were exceptions. She smiled sheepishly, quite awkwardly, trying to hold on to the towel as much as she could. "I--..umm.. will just go get dressed." she slipped away heading up.

Rebecca's brows went up, but a smile still played over her red lips. "Okay," her gaze fell back on Dane, "I can see why you'd go for her," she whispered gesturing at the general direction the girl was going, "but isn't she too naive for you?" she mused.
 
"She's...not from around here. I actually met her by accident...but..We've been together for over a moth now..and...she's something else.." Dane smiled, thinking of how the moments with Belle have been the best moments of his life. He would never regret meeting with Belle...but as for Rebecca. "I would appreciate it if you don't give her trouble. She''s just gotten used to living with me and I don't need you messing everything up" Dane said firmly to Rebecca.
 
"Goodness gracious Dane, what makes you think I'll do anything besides make her feel right at home.." she mused going to sit on the stool. "That being said, you won't last long with her," she pointed out. "You like change, you always have." she reminded. "a month is nearly enough time for you to get bored, but you will..." manipulation, was a gift she had. But sadly not everyone fell for it. She picked the spoon in the plate of oatmeal licking it clean.

Belle pulled on her jeans, and a tank top. She sat at the edge of the bed, not wanting to go down just yet. She was a little uncertain about how to deal with the guest, and the less time she was down, the better, it would make it less awkward, or weird for all of them. Surely Dane would understand.
 
"I doubt from all the times you made me buy all those clothes for you, you had the time to know anything about me. So I'm amused to see why you would say something like that?" Dane said. But deep down, he felt a bit uneasy. He said to himself that he wanted to be with Belle forever..but can he? Would he find himself bored like Rebecca said?....He sure didn't want that...
 
"maybe I knew you more than you care to admit." she pointed out, "you can't deny the sex was great...." she pointed out. Taking another spoon full of oatmeal, letting it melt in her mouth, licking her lips after.

Doubt. Then seduction. Should be an easy task.

Belle let out a breath, and tried wasting time in the room as much as she could, she arranged the bed, and looked out the balcony at the ocean view. The morning breeze was lovely, so she left the doors open to let in fresh air. She pulled on her flats, they were the easiest type of shoes for her, and headed downstairs. Her hair now braided like always.

"Ahh.. the lady of the hour," Rebecca smiled, "Dane couldn't stop talking about you." she began, sending a smile to Dane, then glanced back at the girl who looked curiously at Dane then gave a slight smile. Jeez, social much? Becca licked the last bit off the spoon.

Belle glanced almost nervously at Dane, though her demeanor didn't reveal it. She just wondered how much he told the lady. "So tell me, what are your plans for the future?" the question was directed to Belle, who almost panicked.

This was a tactic, it would pretty much seal the deal with Dane - at least in her mind. He would see that the girl probably painted this happy family image, marriage, and whatnot, things that would tie him down. To her surprise, Belle shrugged. "I don't really know, I live for the moment," Belle admitted. She wouldn't share more than that with the woman, but the incredulous look the woman gave her, urged her to elaborate.

so she is using him- Rebecca thought. Her admission to living for the moment should plant enough doubts with Dane.

"I don't know about the future much, I guess we still didn't get to that point," her eyes softened at Dane. She was uncertain what else she could tell the lady. Rebecca gave Dane a 'see' look towards Belle. 'I told you so' look.
 
Dane blushed, not sure this conversation was going to a nice start. "Umm..so..Rebecca...me and Belle were about to go to the park...where are you going to be off to?" Dane asked, trying to change the subject and keep Rebecca from controlling the conversation.
 
Belle blinked a few times, Rebecca grabbed an apple, and smiled. "I'll be around and about, I'll pass by later," she headed to the door. "Have fun you two.." She called out heading out. The moment she was out of sight, she teleported back to her own condo.


Belle shuddered slightly, glancing at Dane, "Would you be offended if I said something about that woman is just not quite right?" She asked almost wincing.
 
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