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Oceans between


Author:KaySan
Pairing:Maia/Killian
Warning:Mature content, Incest
A/N: Blame Drac and our Naga (yaoi)RP for this fiction.

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The Oceans rushing was quiet in this windless Fullmoon night. Slight waves in deep black and blue were crowned with light as they pulsed, like the steady cadence of a heart deep within the Water’s depth’s, against the sandy shore of the hidden bay. Secret. Forbidden. Cursed was the bay called by those living close.
A high rock, thrusting out of the sheer and into the ocean like a sword, parting and breaking the waves of the surf at ist bottom with a gurgling rush, and ontop a building made of stone and wood. Weathered by the age old forces of water and wind, nagging and biting at them, the house stood proud, as if daring the wind to blow harder, and the water to crash faster against his solids. Artificial light emmiting from a single window illuminated the from stone carved stairs that lead down to the sandy shore.

A single figure sat at the beach and let the waters wash around her feet as she looked out to the open water. Many times the young womans eyes were drawn towards the sea, feeling eyes of something, someone upon her and watching over her and yet never found her searching eyes the owner of this stare she felt.

Her blond hair shimmered in the pale blue moon light, wet from her quick dip under the waters surface. Laying back on the sand she closed her eyes and remembered the tales about this bay, that she often had heared. Never has she believed those scary tales the old women and men told everyone that wished to hear, or was unlucky to sit to close in the old village tavern. Monster’s, Naga’s, Demon’s of the sea’s, with fangs and snakelike tails, would pull everyone that neared the bay into the deep waters to drown them.
But never since she visited her grandfather atop the bay, or lived here since his death, she had seen such a mystical creature.




White hair surfaced from the water as he emerged from the depth, and hid behind a single rock, cast out into the waters infront of the beach. Ocean colored eyes, in blue and green and turqoise, spotted her at her favorite place. Long had he watched her from afar. Had hr seen the pretty little girl ,that played in the sand with little hermit crabbs, grow into a beautiful young woman.
Having been a mere child like her he hadn’t understood why he always longed to watch whenever he noticed her visiting her Grandfather atop of the rocks.

He didn’t have much time left. Soon he’d have to leave, forever that was as sure as the Oceans’s tidal movements. Pushing himself of the rock with a powerful move of his scaled tail he swam closer. Never had he been that close to her even if he had longed for it for years.
Slowly he slithered over the shore’s ground towards her. Rivulets of water cascaded down his tanned body as he left the sanctuary of the ocean to aproached the woman.
Blue grey eyes snapped open as drops of water hit her thigh, where no water should be able to reach, and what she saw made her heart stop. The silhouette of a beeing , leaning over her, outlined by the bright moon behind him. A man, yet no man. Human from hip upward, but a grey, with blue and turqoise shimmering scales , tale downward’s.
Her eyes locked with his, mesmerized by the shimmer of light that flickered over his pupils as he slithered closer. His beautiful long white hair was crowned with a twisted band of gold, that emerged in and out of his long tresses, telling of a royal heritage.

Her lips parted to protest as his body covered hers, but found that no sound left her mouth. Silenced by the beauty of this creature. Clawed hands slid caressing over her arm, causing shiveres to run over her body.

She should protest against his caresses, agaisnst his lower body being pressed between her legs, against the lips that decended down her neck to rain kisses and sweet nips upon it, but she did not. Trusting him even if they had never met eye to eye before, she knew that it was him that had watched over her all those years, from the sea.

With shy touches he let his hand ghost over her sides, fearing that this could be a dream that dissapears if touched to harsh, like so many times.