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Comedor|Mermaid!Sasha x Male! Reader|

Deviation Actions

Published: Jul 7, 2016

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_{Sasha wound her hands around his neck, pressing her lips to the junction between his neck and jaw. Her fingers dug into his hair, curling around the strands slightly before dragging down the back of his head, down his neck and onto his chest. Pushing herself a little higher out of the water, she pressed another kiss onto the corner of his jaw. Her hands moved upwards, gripping his shirt for better purchase.

“Hey.”

Sasha ignored him, continuing to press herself against him. Her fingers tugged at his hair gently forcing him to tilt his head towards her and kissed his cheek.

“Stop.”

Using her grip on his shoulders, Sasha pulls herself out of the water and into his lap, knowing full well that he could feel her breasts against his chest. She finally let her lips press against his own, feather light and gentle.

“I said, stop!”

Pulling him down with her, Sasha rolled him over so she was on top. She continued her assault, hands roaming his chests and abdomen, teasing him as she pressed her full weight on his body. She wound her tail against his legs, lets its slide against his pant legs and pushes her hips against his. He lets out a groan – half aroused and half frustrated. It seems like eternity when he finally lets out a huff and says, “If I let you have my dessert, will you stop?”

He hated how her face lit up at his words. She was far too greedy. He should have never tried to approach her. He really regretted it.

Rolling off of him, Sasha sat up and clapped. He could practically hear the smack of her lips as he unraveled the oiled cloth his mother had packed his lunch in. He'd known he'd be coming here when his mother had packed it that morning, but there was no way he could explain just why she should have packed him another without his mother asking too many questions.

She already demanded he find himself a wife. He was a grown man after all and she was desperate for grandchildren. But how would he explain that the girl he loved was half fish?

A pair of hands suddenly yanked the cloth from his hands. He turned around to see Sasha grinning, already biting into his sandwich.

"You were taking too long!"

"At least save me some!"

She let out a laugh he swore melted his heart. What had this girl done to him?

"Fine!" Sasha handed him the half eaten sandwich, but kept the cake. "This is mine though."

(Name) let out a pained groan. He should have known. She always kept the best things for herself.

Extended Ending

“Do you want some?”

(Name) was surprised when she asked and it showed on his face. She rarely, if ever asked if he'd like to share. Why now? Sasha smiles brightly at him and holds out the diminishing slice of cake. She's saved the best part for last, the icing still creamy and the spongy part of the cake still moist. (Name) is skeptical about her offer, completely sure it's a trap, but leans forward anyway.

The cake is within his reach when, instead of moist sponge, he's met with something soft, but firm. (Name) pulls back quickly, thoroughly confused. Sasha has the cake still in her hands, but this time it's held high above them and her hazel eyes are absolutely glowing with amusement.

It took a minute for it to sink in. She’d actually done it. He couldn’t believe it. He felt like an idiot. He’d been trying to do the same to her, but she never seemed to fall for it. And he had.

She’d never let him live it down.}