The water felt overly warm on Icy's skin. Or maybe she was just feeling warm. She didn't know. What she did know was that her mouth was full of slippery sea monster tongue and her hands were buried in his thick, silky hair. Tritannus had her tight in his grip, and the the threat of his teeth was giving her the most wonderful thrill.

She could tell the difference between the water surrounding her and her own slickness. She was making out with a sexy merman, one who gave her promises of power beyond imagination (oh God, that shouldn't make her that wet), and she was feeling tight, wound up and hungry. She bit at his full lower lip and clutched him harder, nails raking lines along his scalp. He chuckled slightly, and she grinned against his mouth.

Kissing was a somewhat new thing for him. He wished she had a tail to properly twine with his, but unfortunately she didn't, so he simply lashed it excitedly, letting her teach him what to do. They had been kissing for who knows how long, in his human form so his tongue would actually fit in her mouth , and he managed to get the basic gist of it. She sighed with pleasure and pushed against him again, brushing her fingers along the sensitive sides of his gill slits. He made the tiniest growl in response, and she purred back at him.

Finally she broke away from his mouth.

"I'm feeling a bit warm." she explained, slowly undoing the choker and pulling her shirt up. He gravitated toward her breasts, tentatively cupping them and running his fingers over her sharp, cold nipples. She looked down, blushing slightly, and then migrated to his neck, peppering it with tiny kisses and nips. He whimpered quietly every time she found a new sensitive spot, clutching her harder. Finally, she lifted her head and smiled at him, staring deep into his eyes.

"So, Tritannus, do you want to…?"

"Of course" he breathed. "Take off your pants."

She complied eagerly, slipping the rest of her clothing off. Once she was completely nude, she looked at him with an expression of pure seduction.

"OK, are you ready to lay your eggs?"

This took Icy aback.

"What?!"

Tritannus pouted. "Your eggs…I want to spawn."

"Excuse me?"

"Wait, what do you do?"

"I don't lay eggs, you fucker!"

"But..."

Icy scowled at him and immediately started putting her clothes back on. While maybe later she could utilize his tongue and fingers, the mood had been thoroughly ruined. Tritannus would just have to…spray his weird fish sperm, or whatever he did, by himself, and that was final.