You're so cold
but you feel alive
In the dark depths, speech held no meaning. Breath was a single gulp before it became a test of endurance, and sight became a secondary thing. But the things she could hear. The rush of water, the murmur of her own blood, and perhaps... perhaps even the beat of his enormous heart. He showed himself off to her, and the girl admired him with appropriate awe, eyes glittering in the faint light as he twisted and turned.
Like this, she felt no hesitation in touching him. Letting her hands roam over the dark skin, the white skin - just as pale as hers - and up to grasp the fin on his back once tinny whistles in her ears announced that she'd stayed under for too long. She let him carry her up to the surface and breathed out in a long sigh, gulped down more air into her starved lungs, and laughed in delight at the feeling of his looming, dark shape against her body, beneath her hands.
"You're amazing!" she told him as she breathed, unabashed by doling out the praise (no doubt he thought so too, and would get a bloated head from her admitting it). "How fast can you swim?"
Like this, she felt no hesitation in touching him. Letting her hands roam over the dark skin, the white skin - just as pale as hers - and up to grasp the fin on his back once tinny whistles in her ears announced that she'd stayed under for too long. She let him carry her up to the surface and breathed out in a long sigh, gulped down more air into her starved lungs, and laughed in delight at the feeling of his looming, dark shape against her body, beneath her hands.
"You're amazing!" she told him as she breathed, unabashed by doling out the praise (no doubt he thought so too, and would get a bloated head from her admitting it). "How fast can you swim?"
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
