More squeaky selkie?
Real footage of varian and the reader without her pelt:
I gotchu fam <3
“Don’t look at me with those big, ol’ eyes, y/n. It’s time to go home.”
Varian said, growing increasingly exasperated with you.
He had thought as fun day at the beach would be a perfect official first date and it was….. until a certain selkie decided she did not want to leave the water.
Yes, he understood that it was basically your second home and, okay, you did look pretty damn cute, flipping around in your seal form, but it wasn’t like you could stay forever.
You chirped in protest, yipping at him to come closer.
With a sigh mixed with both exasperation and adoration Varian approached, crouching to your level.
“Are you ready to take off your pelt so we can go home, sweetheart?”
With a playful little growl you grabbed him in your flippers and dunked him underwater, shedding your pelt, and promptly making a run for it onto the warm sandy beach, giggling all the while.
Varian reappeared, your pelt in hand and spluttering on salty water and playful outrage.
“Oho, that’s it missy! You’re gonna get it now!”
He wasted no time in chasing you down, hot on your heels.
With a squeal, you felt his strong, sun warmed arms grab you from behind and you wriggled, unable to escape.
“Variiiii!! Let me go!” You pleaded, giving him your best seal pup eyes.
“No way, missy. You’re going to pay for that little stunt you just pulled!” Varian promptly began skittering his fingers across your sides, tummy, and belly button while simultaneously blowing raspberries and kisses against your neck.
You howled with laughter, sounding not unlike a seal barking, even now.
You had always been a bit self conscious about your laugh, but Varian always insisted that it was adorable.
“Aww, there’s my squeaky lil selkie!” Varian cooed, planting a trail of tickling kisses up your neck and to your cheek where he blew a giant raspberry, eliciting one of those adorable little squeaks.
“Varian, stahahahahaap! Not the tummy!”
Hearing your plea, Varian doubled down, his focus entirely on your soft, squishy, incredibly ticklish tummy.
“Hmm, I dunno, darling. Maybe if you apologize for dunking me underwater I’ll consider mercy.”
“You’re so mean!- Aaaaah! Wait, I’m sorry! Not the belly button! Anywhere but there! I’m sorry for dunking you, just stahahahap! Pleaheheheeease!”
Varian chuckles as he stops tickling your sensitive belly button and tummy before he kisses your cheek.
“Apology accepted, but don’t do it again, or else.” He punctuated the threat with a poke to your exposed belly button, causing you to squeak and hop back.
Laughing, Varian took your hand and kissed the back of it.
“I will never get tired of hearing you squeak. Now, let’s go home. Perhaps we can stop at the sweet shoppe for an ice cream.”
You smiled.
“Sounds perfect. I’ll race you!”
You took off like a shot, the sound of Varian’s laughter mingling with yours as the two of you raced down the streets of Corona.
