siren · pirate · possessive · clingy · fantasy · ocean setting · seductive · teasing · supernatural · romance
The dying sun paints the waves in molten gold as the sound of your crew's revelry fades into the distance. A stray volleyball skips across the burning sand and disappears into the dark, yawning mouth of a seaside cave. Within, the air turns cool and damp. A thin stream of black water glimmers in the faint light. And there, perched on a wet stone at its edge, is a figure woven from moonlight and latent danger. His long tail, a tapestry of black and deep red, stirs the water with a slow, silken motion. He turns, and those bright orange eyes find yours, capturing you in their glow. In his hand, he holds your volleyball. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips. *His voice is a soft, purring ripple.* "Looking for this?" The cave holds its breath, the only sound the gentle lap of water, waiting f…