Chapter 12 ~ J

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Images of Vik float across my mind as I sleep. It's odd. I can tell I'm dreaming, but I can't control anything in it. Not that I mind. The events unfolding in front of my eyes are breath taking. 

It started off so simply. I was playing around with Vik in the shallows. Splashing and swimming along. A bright light enveloped Vik and suddenly he had legs! We rejoiced over that fact for a bit, helping him balance and eventually walk.

After that, the scene seemed to blur and it was night time. The two of us curled up in my bed on the ship. Candles flicker and the scent of the flower is potent.

Vik breaks away from our cuddle and sets himself in my lap. No words are exchanged as he rolls his hips against mine. My hands grip his hip bones and I guide his movements.

A quick flash of what Simon had said fills my mind.

Lust.

With that, I delve into Vik's neck. Enjoying the way he shivers as I kiss and nip along the skin. The scales are still there, but lesser and don't hinder my musings.

The sounds that Vik are emitting are sinful and only fuel my desire for him. My hands move further down his hip and -

I smack hard into the ground and laughter makes me groggily look up.

"Keep the moaning down you fucker."

My whole crew stands around me, laughing. Simon stands off to the side but has a grin on his face. I push myself off from the ground, and that's when I realize I have a slight problem.

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