Personal fill- @ WillowWish64
“Now, what are you doing?” Aquois looked to her lover, who was busy sorting various mollusks in a tidepool by the cove they had made their home. It was a cozy place, the cave offering shelter from storms and with the sun that would light it during the day. Nothing so fabulous as the life she’d left behind, but much better than the life intended for her.
“I am trying to encourage them to grow faster.” He muttered, lifting the woven grass mat where the shellfish rested. She found it interesting how he would ‘grow’ clams and muscles in the tidepools, but didn’t bother much. Food was food, and having something so close at hand was always helpful. She’d even made a little fence so they’d not be washed away!
“I don’t think moving them will change anything.” He huffed, looking up at her with amused eyes.
“Moving always helps to make things grow. At least in the water.” He held out a hand for her and smiled when she took it. Mehtab was an attentive lover and man, much better than her prospects on land and, he was easily swayed with a batting of her eyes.
“You’re in a mood.” She mentioned. “Can I ask why?”
Mehtab’s face twisted, uncertainty clear. If there was any downside, it was that he was not always forthright in his emotions.
“I want you.” It was a simple statement, but it never failed to make color flare in her cheeks.
“It’s been two days.” He growled, pulling her out into the waters. “And my little lover has been neglecting me.”
Aquois scoffed, slapping his shoulder. “I have done no such thing!”
Mehtab’s sigh was heavy as he sank under the waves, pulling her with him. “I have been wishing you would get... needy. Aggressive in your want of me as I feel for you.” Needy he was, often puling her into the water to caress her and touch her, even if for just a ten minutes or so.
“Oh-“ She whispered, understanding dawning on her. He was really terrible at telling her what went on inside his head sometimes.
“I’m sorry Mehtab.” She said, sincere. He was affectionate, and usually pulled her under the waves so they might sleep beside each other. “I did not know that you wanted me to be um-“ She blushed at his grin, “vocal.”
“I like you vocal.” He growled, a deep rumbling coming from his chest, tickling her. “Lets everyone know how happy I make you.” That made her blush darken considerably.
“Shall I please you little wife?” She squirmed at the pet name. She was supposed to be married, and by all intentions, she was- to him.
“I adore the way you squirm when I play with you so.” His deep growl did something for her, and she pulled herself closer to his chest, knowing how much he liked it when her breasts were against him
“You’re a terrible tease.” She admonished him, lacking any heat to her words. His tounge ran up her neck, making her shiver in the water.
Spinning so she was under him, he held her by her hips as she laced her hands behind his neck, allowing herself to be guided by him and the slow movements of his powerful tail fin. His eyes were intense, and when she first became his lover, she would shy from them, but now, she just blushed at the hungry way he looked at her, noting how he was fixated on her chest. Smiling she reached up behind her, undoing the knot that kept the silk top from falling and exposing her chest. Under the water however, the silk only served as a distraction her breasts visible through the soft fabric.
“Mmm, my mate is sweet on me.” A kiss on her nose, Aquois giggled. He was a charmer sometimes. “May I?” He was so polite too- damnibly slow when she felt her own budding desire growing ever stronger the longer he stared at her.
“Please.” She arched her back, offering up what she knew he wanted. And like she predicated, Mehtab bent, mouth fastening around her nipple before he began to suckle. He was always fascinated with her breasts, and never seemed to not want to fondle them.
Gasping as she arched a bit more, she was rewarded with a soft nip to her areola, tongue quickly moving to sooth the small pink mark. In the cool sea, his warm mouth and tongue were a pleasurable contrast, and he took his time with each breast. Pulling it with his teeth ever so gently, flicking it back and forth as she mewled, wiggling when he sucked hard, making her away of just how sensitive they were.
By the time he was done, they were flushed with blood, tiny marks of his attentions lingering. They’d be gone in a few hours, but until then they were a dirty little reminder of just what Mehtab did to her under the waves.
“Stop-“ She meekly pushed back at him as he moved to resume his attentions to her chest. Aquois knew if she let him, he’d play with them all day, and, leave them exceptionally tender and sensitive well into tomorrow.
“Too much?” He asked, moving so they were upright in the water, her legs quickly moving to wrap around his hips for stability.
“I want to be able to put my top on later.” The lusty grin was not lost on her.
“haven’t I told you, you look best dressed in nothing but strings of pearls and gems. Easy to move out of the way, and, you look like a goddess.”
She smiled softly, preening under his compliment. “Says the man with no god.”
“Why would I? I have you do I not?” Another compliment sent her heart twittering.
Her shark love was no content with simple verbal affections, his hand snaking from her hip to her backside, fingers kneading the soft flesh of her ass.
“Hmm.” She knew the dark look in his eyes.
“You’re depraved.” She knew she’d still let him, still say yes.
“Yet you like it.” And she did. Oh she really did. But-
“Think we can try-“ She hardly could believe the words leaving her mouth. “Both at once.”
“We do that already.” He pouted, thinking no doubt of how he would fill both her cunt and her ass at once, a thing no human man might offer her.
“I mean… both your cocks-“ The hum was back, Mehtab’s face split into a wide grin.
“Both of my cocks where love?” She didn’t want to say it. “Come on, let me hear it.” He crooned. “I want to hear you talk filthy.”
Aquois let it out, shaking with anticipation at the idea.
“In my… pussy.” The groan that left her lover was loud, no doubt it would have scared off any nearby fish.
“I love it when you are dirty.” It was just a word, but it excited him greatly, evident by the wtin cocks emerging from their sheath. While Aquois was not exactly an expert on male anatomy, she knew well enough that her lover was well endowed, and the racier women back home would have said. He was thick enough that when they coupled she always felt a certain fullness and enjoyed the way he made her feel. She also knew that the shape of him was no entirely humanlike, bumps and ridges running along the twin shafts, which only aided her pleasure.
“See something you like?” Mehtab teased, pushing her closer to his growing erections.
“I’m not entirely naked you know.” He grunted. Then she felt silk falling off her hips.
“Mehtab!” She yelped, noticing the smug look on his face.
“I will get you more- better ones.” A tug at the scrap, her bare sex was exposed, the heat of her right against his cool skin- and his own warm cocks.
“You have never taken both in one hole.” He said causally, making her twist in lusting shame. “So you must relax my love.” His fingers ran through her hair, rubbing her scalp. “Trust your mate.”
She nodded, wrapping her arms around him as he moved their bodies, the thick oily substance his cocks leaks coating him, and when they rubbed up and down her slit, coating her as well.
“You’re so hot.” He purred, that vibrating felt in her own chest, pressed so close to him. “Are you ready?” He kissed her neck, emitting that low growl from his chest she so loved feeling.
“Yes-“ A gentle lift up, then a slow glide down, he was careful with her, the first cock easily finding her, while the second was left to prod under, having missed it’s target. Yet Mehtab persisted, lowing her down his shaft, humming as she did so. Not that she was without sound, feeling him enter her and fill her never ceased to be wonderful, from the initial stretch to the soft pull of her widening to accept him and his length, she loved the way he made her feel.
“Oh-“ Her sigh left bubbled floating to the surface. “That’s so good-“ Her face pressed to his nack, enjoying the soft way they rocked together in the water.
“Hold onto me little wife.” She moaned, flexing her muscles around him, rewarded with his groan. “I’ll need my hands for this.” Wrapping her arms and legs around him tighter, she clung to him as he reached down, grabbing his second cock and rubbing the tip against her already filled cunt.
“Mehtab-“ She whined as he pushed at her, the tip nudging it’s way in alongside it’s twin.
“Ssh little wife, you are doing just fine. Relax, let your mate take care of you.” He was slow, rubbing at her opening until it was coated in the slick oily substance he produced.
“Relax.” He kissed her, slowly trying a second time. This time, the head managed to slip in, but the rest was slow to follow.
“You’re taking me so well love, I’m inside you- just a little more.” She pushed down slowly, using her body to help guide him in. “That’s it, you can take it. You want to- I know you will adore how it feels. You’re so good. Such a perfect, pretty wife. Sweet and kind. So helpful and good. So good. My perfect little wife. My dear Aquois.” His praise helped her, made her moan softly into his ear as she relaxed the last inched of his second cock slipping into her core.
The sensation was so new- she’d never been so filled, had her body stretched so wide. Dazed from the soft rocking of his hips as he carefuly worked her, she leaned back, looking down to where they were joined. Both of his cock, snuggling filling her, and as she watched them slowly go back and forth, filling her to the moan she was helpless but to whimper, to pulled away, leaving her desperate for more.
“Mehtab-“ Aquois whined, pulled herself close once more, lips pushed against his as she demanded her kiss from him. Tongues danced in each other’s mouths as her lover worked her open, rocking until he was able to begin thrusting, cocks hitting her in places she’d never felt his touch before.
“Just-“ Her moan was loud. “Just like that- Oh, oh.” Biting her lip got a growl of warning.
“Make your sounds; I want to hear how happy I make my wife, how good she feels, how she likes it with my cocks inside her.” Aquois was certain she wouldn’t have become so vocal if Mehtab hadn’t run his dirty mouth. The second he became vulag she wailed, his cocks pushing deep and making her tremble with how well they felt rubbing along her walls.
“Yes- my little wife, taking my cocks- you saw didn’t you? How tightly you take me, both of them in this wet cunt, you relish the feeling of being filled up with me. Of your husband fucking you.”
That did it for her. Calling himself her husband just set off her orgasm, crying out loudly under the crashing waves as she came on him. Her body tensed, cunt rhythmically milking him, trying to coax him to his own release. He grunted, bouncing her up and down to prolong her pleasure,
“Mehtab- Mehtab, please-“ She started begging him when he pushed her to a second orgasm, and when she started doing so, he gnashed his teeth, losing all pretense of a gentle lover, fucking her like she was his whole world.
“Tell me what you want.” He grunted. “Say it!” She howled, arms wrapped tight around his neck as she wailed into his ear. It was too much stimulation, he pussy was too full, stretched too wide- she couldn’t possibly take more, take anything else.
“Oh god- Cum! Please, please cum!” She came a second time, screaming, her voice echoing against the rocks towards the shore.
He moaned, low and erotic, the sudden rush of hot sticky cum sudden against her insides, make her keen with carnal delight. He pumped her as he came, sending his seed as deep as he could, as if he might mark her from the inside.
It was too much, and with both cocks inside her, she could feel the creamy white leak leaking out, coloring the water where they were joined. As she throbbed and he moaned, they slowly began to float, her rest against his chest, helpless yet contented when they broke the surface, both of his softening lengths still deep inside her.
“You were wonderful Aquois.” He crooned, fingers running through her hair. “So brave.” Soft kisses decorated her face as she slowly lifted herself off of him, moaning at the gaping loss she felt when they parted. The sticky oil and cum mixed, yet, from experience, it would wash off soon in the water.
“That was-“ She collapsed onto his chest.
“That was lovely.” Mehtab chuckled, kissing her again, the slow languid type of kiss he knew she liked best.
“I am glad I make you happy my sweet wife.” She smiled against his skin, muttering.
“It is more than sex that makes me happy.” He still heard her.
“True, but it is a very pleasing thing for us both.” She blushed as his hands ran up and down her back. It was so soothing yet also charmingly erotic, if there was such a thing.
“You owe me some bottoms.” She said, recalling what he’d done.
There was that look in his eyes.
“How about you wear nothing but your jewelry for the rest of the day?” It made her squirm under his gaze, knowing he’d watch her the whole time admiring, trying to seduce her back into the sea and his arms.
“Or.” She looked up at him under her eyelashes. “I could wear nothing at all.”
She was given that happy rumble, and a dozen more kisses for her teasing.
