Don't Run
"Good morning, Honey… Do you like what you're touching?" Seraphyne could feel the mermaid lines beneath her palm. It was hot and hard.
The morning light gushed through the sheer curtains, releasing a faint glow on the room. Seraphyne's tousled hair framed her face as she slowly woke from her slumber, her senses heightened by the passionate kiss that had just stirred her from her dreams. The warmth of the man's lips lingered on hers, leaving her breathless and craving for more.
"You… What do you want to do so early in the morning?"
Her eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep, and she found herself staring into the piercing gaze of the blue-eyed Zephyir. She thought, 'He appeared again after not appearing for so long? Has he finally found a way to control Zephyir's body? Or was it just a coincidence? He must have other purposes. That's why he came for me, acting all lovey-dovey now and forgetting his crime.'