Last Line WIP Game
I was tagged by the lovely @immacaria awhile back and writing is still fighting but tonight I actually got some words out! Returning to the Sea-Stranger/MerHob verse; we'll see if I manage enough for posting before MerMay is out. And as always you get a chunky snippet not just a single line. ❤️
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"Right then." The merman straightens up in the water, glides forward to the lip of the cave. "Let's do this." And he hoists himself up onto the rock floor with a great splashing flick of his tail behind him.
Dream cannot stop staring. The merman twists, settles himself more or less into a sitting posture along the edge, turned toward Dream with his tail fin floating in the water, bright yellow just beneath the surface. His tail itself is as vividly orange as Dream recalls, generously spotted with brilliant blue in a very leopard-like pattern; there are sunny yellow fins along his hips, all down his back, flattened snug against his body now that he's out of the water. His arms and chest are indeed as hairy as they'd been in his human form, Dream confirms, ignoring the bit of his mind that insists on noting how attractive it is. The transition from human torso to fish tail is seamless, flawless, a smooth flow from skin to scale with no definitive line between the two. His hair hangs in long wet tendrils nearly to his waist, curling over his shoulders, half-hiding the ear fins. And his eyes, the eyes that have not left Dream's mind since yesterday, are fixed on him now with a defiant sort challenge and more than a hint of trepidation in their depths.
Christ, but he is utterly beautiful.
"You're staring." The way the merman's mouth twists up at one corner wants to convey a cheeky confidence, but the faintest waver in his voice undermines the attempt.
"I am." Dream blinks, shakes his head. "My apologies. I don't wish to be rude."
"Nah, look your fill," the merman says, and flashes a nervous smile. "S'why we're here, right?" He tilts his head up, barks a little laugh. "Fuck but I'm squidgy as a sand dollar at low tide, this is bonkers. Can't believe I'm sittin' here normo talkin' to a human." He shakes himself just a little, lifts a hand to fiddle with the lowest spine of one ear fin, eyes coming back to Dream's face.
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Tagging, no obligation etc: @pellaaearien , @teejaystumbles , @dreaming-jaybird , anyone else who's writing and wants to share a bit please feel free.
