You are Dave Strider.
It's been a whole night and you haven't been able to stop thinking about John.
You know that he's a merman and you should probably forget him, since it would never work, but you can't. He was so cute, and you like the way he looked at you. You really want to see him again.
The next morning, you sneak out to go to the beach. Rose doesn't come with you.
You walk over by the rocks and look in the water for John.
He happens to be leaning against the same rock from yesterday, "Hey."
"Look yesterday I saw a tail pop out of the water instead of feet. Punch me if I'm wrong but I think those were yours."
The guilt is shown on his face, and he nods, "Yeah."
"Is that a costume? Am I being pranked?"
"Dave.." You watch him haul himself out of the water. As his body gets furthur from the water, instead of an expected swimming trunks, scales start to form, and he lifts up his chin so you can see his gills. Your stomach feels like you're going to be sick. You watch him plop on a rock and he lifts his huge fish tail out of the water.
You are flipping out, and you almost lose your cool kid persona.
"Woah okay so, you're a merman? This is no joke?"
"Nope. I hope you don't hate me now or something."
"Only if you were the one who squished my sandcastle."
"No that was some other douche who walked by earlier."
"Okay good," You look at his scaly, muscular body. You start to realize how hot he looks in the sunlight.
You feel yourself scooting closer to him on the rocks. He glances at you but you continue to look straight. You look down at his tail fin next to your feet. You feel your face heating up as you move closer to him.
"It's scaring me that you're not freaking out."
"I guess too much shit happens to me for me to do that."
"What kind of shit?"
"Well, my brother makes porn videos of smuppets and somehow has like a billion followers from Japan. I also have the weirdest internet friends and I have a crazy lady as an aunt. My cousin is a murderer, and so much other shit is fucked up in my life."
"So meeting a merman really isn't that bad, is it?"
"It's one of my better days to be honest. Since I kind of feel comfortable around you."
You both blush. He notices your blush and he puts his hand over yours. You feel the wet touch and look at him. He quickly pulls his hand away, but you want him to know it's all right, so you grab his hand.
Fuck. Don't act stupid, Dave. Keep cool.
You feel overwhealmingly hot all over, just from the feel of his hand in yours. You don't know why you are so attracted to this guy, but you could name many reasons.
1. You've always been a total gay
2. His eyes are gorgeous.
3. He has a cute voice.
4. He has a perfectly shaped body
5. You want to touch him all over.
The list could go on, but those are the main reasons. You look at his face while squeezing his hand. Eventually you feel him squeezing back, then he looks at you, "You're not fucking with me are you?"
You don't know what he meants for a second, but then you reply, "I swear if there was another face as adorkable as yours, I'd be dead with a gay boner."
"You mean, you really do like me?"
"You make me feel so gay all over for you, yes. Sadly I have fallen head over heels in love with you, beautiful merman of the seas."
You see him chuckle, then he says, "You're a dork."
"No you," You push him against the stone, "I will prove my gay merman love for you and smooch you up all sloppy right here."
You see his face widen with shock, but the kiss he suddenly forces against your lips makes you rethink his timidness. Your blush is hot against his face, and he pulls away with a smile.
You push back against him and kiss him back, feeling a firework show go off when your lips meet, your heart pulses with adrenaline. This is probably the most amazing kiss you've ever shared with someone. It's as magical as fuck. He is running his webbed fingers through your blonde hair, making it wet. You force your tongue to stay inside, just to keep slow.
You pull away a bit from the kiss, which drives him crazy, and he moans between kisses as he pulls you by the shirt back down. You run your fingers through his messy black hair. He lets out more adorable moans. Fuck. You let your tongue slither into his mouth. Shit. His saliva is so pleasantly salty, and his tongue wrestles hard against yours.
As his tongue moves faster, you pin him down harder. You sit on his tail and bend your knees, your arms wrapped around him. You run your tongue from his mouth and drag saliva down his salty chin, and under. You kiss his neck and softly press his gills with your tongue. That seems to drive him crazy and he starts moaning loudly. You enjoy the sound of his moans and you continue to kiss him.
Jesus Christ.
You sloppily kiss him on the lips again, which he kisses back with the same enthusiasm as you. Your noses press together as you go crazy. Your heart is pounding so loud and your worried he can hear. You're having so many thoughts and you have probably the hugest boner ever right now.
He moves his hand down your waist.
Fuck.
He cuffs his hand around your bun cheek and you feel sexually assulted, but you don't care. You let out the most embarassing fucking sound ever. He continues to kiss you, and you run your hands along his fish tail, making him wriggle and squeal. You watch him with a red-ass face as you continue to tease his tail. He blushes and moans so much that you cant resist. You start kissing him all over his cheeks and his head. You grind your hips against him, and his eyes widen, he pushes you off.
You grab onto a rock quick so you don't fall off, "What the fuck. Cockblock, man."
"Sorry but Dave, but, I just met you! You're kind of rushing me here."
"You act like you don't like it," You kiss him on the lips.
You feel as if you monipolized him because he so, very easily melted right back into your kissing hold. After watching his eyes flutter under your kissing, he moves his head away, "Dave I'm serious!"
"What, you don't wanna lose your virginity to me?" You wiggle your eyebrows.
"Oh my god," His face is flushed red.
"You're really hot, John," You tell him.
The rest of the day you and John kiss on the beach when you hear somebody coming. John leaves when you kiss him one last time, promising to come back tomorrow. You run off, thinking about your forbidden relationship for the rest of the night.