Blood in the Water

Chapter Eleven

The night was dark and the air was cold. The moon was out in a cloudless, starless sky and Kevin looked up in wonder at the vast darkness - he wondered if he would be consumed by it.

He stood at the school's pool, at the edge of the water. Everything was gray and dark, the moon's light casting long shadows over the cold concrete beneath his feet. He looked down at the black water and saw that it was rippling, the surface disturbed by something. The little crescents of light reflected from the moon, which should have been silver, glinted red like blood.

Kevin felt cold, and it had nothing to do with the night air.

Something rose from the blackness of the water, a triangular fin that cut through the surface. He spotted a second one nearby, then a third. Circling sharks like buzzards.

He focused on the surface of the water, tried hard to see what the sharks were circling. Through the blackness he swore he saw a figure, someone drowning, scrambling madly to break the surface. He realized that what he saw was himself, the version of himself that had been drowning all of this time!

He braced his stance, prepared to jump into the water only to freeze when he saw another shark pass by. He would either drown or be devoured if he leapt into that black abyss.

The scent of chlorine was suddenly overwhelming...

Kevin jerked awake with a gasp, wincing as the morning light burned his eyes.

This was not his room, or even his house he realized immediately. The carpet was white and clean, but the furniture was a mess. There was an upturned table, clothes scattered everywhere and he saw that his shirt was ripped.

Something shifted beneath him and he was suddenly very aware of the warmth and the smell of chlorine once more filled his nose. He moved to look down and locked eyes with Eddward who lay beneath him on the couch, both of them a tangled mass of limbs.

He was flooded with the memories of the night before, the fistfight, the insults and the rough but damn good fucking. He saw evidence of all of this on the swimmer suddenly and felt himself smile because Edd was his. He had pinned down the Demon of Peach Creek and literally fucked him senseless. Twice!

Kevin grinned, he couldn't help himself. Eddward stared at him with a bored expression through a black eye, there was dried blood beneath his nose, on his lips and down his chin. Kevin knew he looked no better, but it didn't matter because in the end he had won, and he felt damn good that he won something that night.

Kevin stretched languidly, then moved to sit up and yawned. "I think that's the best night's sleep I've had in years." He said in an effort to clear away any awkwardness.

Slowly Edd sat up and pulled himself out from beneath the athlete. Kevin quietly marveled at how comfortably Edd could walk around naked, even if it was his own house. The swimmer's body was gorgeous, comprised entirely of long lines and subtle muscle. The parts that weren't bruised or stained with blood were the most amazing pale shade, despite all of the time he spent in the sun, and Kevin had been sure to carve the image into his mind the night before of Edd's body bathed in the moonlight.

He was unsure if he would ever seen it again.

"For as well as you might have slept, I spent the night with an animal atop me." The swimmer sneered, gathering up Kevin's clothes before throwing them at the other.

Kevin scoffed as he caught his clothes, examining the long rip in the front of his shirt with some level of amazement, "Hey, you sure as hell weren't complaining last night." He looked up and caught Eddward's smirk and felt it go straight to his groin. He was quickly discovering how much the man loved being overpowered and dominated; it turned the smart mouthed little water demon into a mewling kitten... By comparison at least.