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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 9, 2013 11:13:15 GMT -5
Eric knelt down beside Alana he kissed her once deeply before sliding off her bikini bottoms. His hands explored her curves lightly as he removed his boxers. They were doing this and while he was certain he could be gentle he was slightly nervous.
He moved himself over her pressing himself against her and feeling her under him. She felt so small and fragile he teased the inside of her thigh with his finger tips. As he kissed her again, "Alana before we do this I have to make one thing clear. I..." He took a breath, "I love you I have ever since well I can remember." He kissed her again slightly embarrassed.
She needed to know if they were going to do this and he wanted her to. "I'll never hurt you." He whispered entering her slowly and carefully. He didn't want her to feel any pain, "Tell me if you wish me to stop."
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 10, 2013 7:39:39 GMT -5
She smiled, almost crying at his tenderness, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He ALWAYS made sure she knew this, at least recently. She had never doubted this fact.
Perhaps... he didn't hear it enough from her? Even though she most certainly felt the same way. "It... might have taken a little longer...for me..." She admitted. "... only cause I'm so difficult at times... but I now know that... we were always meant for each other." Neptune, that sounded so corny... but she didn't know how else to phrase it. "I love you... Prince Eric..." She breathed heavily.
She felt him shift against her, and her body slightly clamped up, hesitant of the unknown, but his tender promise made her ease against the ground. She breathed in, arching, as he entered. She moaned at the intimate feeling... as it awakened stirrings in her that she had never even scratched the surface of before. He was so patient and gentle, though she could see the desire on his face, feel the restraint in his muscles.
Alana wanted him to give and take as freely as he wanted.. but he knew better. It was her first time... and he didn't want to scare her away from it. They needed this in their lives. With all the secrecy and sneaking around under Triton's nose... they needed this; this sincere and honest form of intimacy.
Only once did Alana give a noise of discomfort, as he had raised of of her legs, to sheath himself inside her even deeper. She seemed almost upset with herself. She didn't want him to stop, but it was becoming more then she could take.
Eric, without breaking the connection rolled them over so he was underneath, and so that she could dictate the pace. She blinked down at his encouraging smile. Alana bit her lower lip, unsure now that she was in the spotlight. She adjusted herself, so that sharp pain was not as great as it was before. She put her hands on either side of him to steady herself.
She slowly began moving her hips against him, slowly, sensuously. Using every muscle in her abdominal that she would use as a mermaid, swishing her tail behind her to build momentum. Not unlike a belly dancer. The visual was great enough for the human prince, as he placed his hands around her slender waist... but the FEELING that it created. Eric groaned, his dark lashes closing down against his cheeks. Alana watched him, amazed that she could make him feel like this... like he had made HER feel so many countless times before...
It felt... empowering. She got more into it, becoming more bold in her movements.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 10, 2013 13:55:51 GMT -5
Eric's eyes closed unable to believe the amount of pleasure Alana was giving him. He never felt anything like it before he moaned against her but let her take the lead. She was amazing and all the dreaming about this moment could not prepare him for actually being with her. He knew then that he'd never need anyone else to feel this complete.
"God Alana..." He breathed placing his hands on her small waist.
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 10, 2013 22:22:22 GMT -5
Alana moaned as as he arched against her, losing control of himself, pushing in a little deeper every time. There was slight pain... and she was told that was to be expected... given she had never done this before... but even through that she could feel the swelling of pleasure... the warmth that was expanding to every inch of her. She leaned forward, pressing her front against his as she felt it finally come to a peak. She moaned out her pleasure against his chest, trembling...
Only to feel his body arch and tense, as he cried out with ecstasy as well... so close to hers. She kissed his skin, amazed at how in-tune they were with one another... enough to feel this joyous pleasure at the same time. She heard it didn't always happen at the same time. Both of them were sated, but they still moved together, as the flame became more of a glowing ember, until finally they halted, panting in each other's arms.
Alana suddenly felt VERY tired. She maneuvered herself to his side, hitching a leg up to rest over his hips. She nuzzled against his chest and then laid down against it.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 10, 2013 22:39:19 GMT -5
Eric held her in his arms he kissed the top of her head. "Alana are you okay?" He asked her wanting to make sure she was not having any regret at all. He himself was happy she finally let him in.
"That was perfect but I having a feeling the make out sessions in my office are going to be much more intense now." He laughed. He rubbed her shoulder kissing her once more.
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 10, 2013 23:24:22 GMT -5
"Mmmmm?" She uttered at his first question. She then rested her head back against him."I feel... like I've just been made love to.." Alana snuggled closer to him, kissing his chest again.
She laughed out loud at his second comment. "Is that a complaint... or a challenge?" She looked up at him playfully. "I can be VERY competitive..."
Alana laughed, her voice like music. She rested her head against him, closing her eyes. "Can... can we just rest here for a minute... that.... that took a lot out of me..."
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 11, 2013 1:04:48 GMT -5
He held her close, "Its not a complain that would be insane and I know you can be competitive." He chuckled. "Yes lets rest." He rubbed her shoulder and closed his eyes.
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 11, 2013 8:07:23 GMT -5
What followed next was a light sleep... but when her thoughts became too random, where she thought she was still working on the pool area, Ariel or one of her sisters was missing, or something awful wrong with dad, she held Eric closer and her fears melted away.
She realized that, without the heat of their activity, the floor was beginning to feel unbearably cold... and hard. It was tiled floor after all. Her eyes sleepily fluttered open, only to see his sleeping face first thing. She smiled at him. And then noticed how thirsty she was... her mouth feeling practically like sand paper...
Maybe they SHOULD get something to eat, then maybe they could have some time to cuddle in her bed before Triton came home.. what time was it? Eric's watch was by the pool. She made a movement to sit up... but something felt... off...
She glanced down... taking in a sharp breath of shock. A purple tail flexed weakly, having a thin film of dry skin coming off of it. She struggled with it, believing that she HAD to still be asleep. HOW HARD did she have to flop on the ground before her body would wake up?
She wasn't waking up. She cried out in desperation. "Eric!" She croaked out. Everything was dry and harsh against her delicate scales. "Neptune... please Eric..." She began sobbing into her hands.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 11, 2013 13:08:54 GMT -5
Eric woke up to Alana sobbing suddenly worried he shot up. "Alana whats wrong?" He looked down at a purple tail in place of her legs.
"Oh my god!" He stood up on instinct and picked her up walking her to the pool. He sat her down in the water, "Don't cry Alana we will figure this out. It doesn't change anything." What could have caused this? He really had no clue...
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 12, 2013 22:21:47 GMT -5
One moment she had been so happy, envisioning what a lifetime spent in his arms would be like...
Only to be brutally reminded of how they were from two very different worlds, and that it would SOMEHOW always manage to keep them apart. Was Neptune punishing her.
Eric had tried to appear calm and collected as he quickly brought her over to the pool's side to lower her in. Alana sank to the depths, face still in her hands, tears futile underwater. She took away her hands, trembling, to see her tail gently sway in the water, hoping that it was just a dream... but the fact that she felt RELIEVED to be submerged... and that she could breath CLEARLY confirmed her fear...
This was really happening. She didn't know how, or why... but it was happening nonetheless. And the timing couldn't be WORSE.
After a few moments of trying to collect her self as brightly colored fish swam about her, she surfaced. Timidly swimming over to the side where he was at. he had slipped his jeans back on, kneeling by the edge, look of intense concern on his face.
He assured her, but she looked down, feeling hopeless.
"I... I don't...." She couldn't even organize her thoughts. "Eric I don't know how this is even POSSIBLE." She hugged herself, feeling very vulnerable... inside... and without a top. "Am... am I being punished?" her voice so small and frail like a child who felt they had done something wrong.
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Post by Prince Eric/ Ron Anderson on May 13, 2013 22:55:06 GMT -5
Eric leaned down and touched Alana's face. "Alana your not being punished and it doesn't matter what form your in I love you. That will not change ever." He wanted to hold her but she was already so upset.
"Alana please we will figure this out."
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 14, 2013 14:49:00 GMT -5
Alana bowed her head, trying to collect herself; she knew as little as he did... but... he was still hopeful. She loved him for it. She looked back up at him, placing her hand against his that rested against her cheek.
But she couldn't help but feel this was an obstacle that was going to take more then hopeful words... a lot more. It would have to do for now. She turned her full lips towards his hand and kissed it.
"What is going on in here?" A voice sounded from the entrance, not a full out yell, but authoritative... demanding an explanation.
Alana grabbed her bikini top by the ledge dove underneath to make herself decent before her father. Her hands trembled as she tied the ties behind her neck and snapped the back closed.
She floated to the surface; Triton had edged towards Eric... the Trident now in his hands, glowing threateningly.
"Daddy..." She choked out. He turned his attention back to her. She was sure he would be angry, and perhaps he was over this mysterious man with his daughter early in the morning, but it was over shadowed by wonderment on his face.
He looked HAPPY, even...
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Post by King Triton on May 14, 2013 14:58:08 GMT -5
Alana had dove under water, grabbing her top. Triton's blood boiled. "YOU..." He shouted, darkly, stalking towards the man who had been crouched by the pool's edge. He held out his hand, Trident materializing out of nowhere. "Get. Away. From. Her." He held the weapon in both his hands now, as it glowed in synch with his anger.
"I'll be damned before a human defiles a daughter under my nose AGAIN..." He shot. The young man was trying to get in a word. "SILENCE!" The Ocean King hissed. "I don't care WHO you are. Leave before I destroy you!"
"Daddy..." Said a very sad, child-like voice. Triton glanced into the pool. Alana stared up at him, eyes large and watery. He glanced lower, afraid of what evidence he might find to support his conclusion... but he blinked. Gracefully swishing in the pool was a mermaid tail.
"How... how is this possible?" He asked, excitement creeping into his deep voice. "Alana... this is WONDERFUL. You look beautiful..."
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Post by Alana/Opal on May 14, 2013 15:04:47 GMT -5
"I... I don't know, dad... I just..." Her eyes shot to Eric, knowing she couldn't tell him EVERYTHING that led up to the incident. "I was human one moment... and then I wasn't... I don't know how."
She swam up to the ledge, peering up at her father with violet eyes. "Can you... can the Trident fix me?"
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Post by King Triton on May 14, 2013 15:07:33 GMT -5
Triton blinked, incredulous. "Fix you?"
"Fix you? Tadpole... you're CURED. You're as you SHOULD be. It's a miracle!" He said, tilting her chin up at him, trying to understand the sadness on her face.
His lips soon became a firm thin line.
"I would expect this reaction for Ariel... not YOU, Alana." He murmured to her.
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