Chapter 13 – Under the Sea

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"So basically you're saying it would make a good story," Uma deduced as she finished off their leftovers with a lazy drawl, her tentacles transformed into a pair of tan legs clad in a long gown seemingly comprised of an eclectic collection of fabric strips meant to mimic fringe of some sort. She'd bypassed the picnic blanket to recline on the warm sand, seeming to savor the texture while she took in Chad's explanations.

She'd even dried out Chad's clothes with a magic wave of her hand, though his body was still recovering from the chill that came from being soaked. Jay was kind enough to drape his coat around Chad's shoulders as a minor bid of protection from the wind, making Chad realize that these people could be such good friends if they just gave themselves the chance.

Chad flushed at the easy summation. "There's more to it than that," he insisted. "Everyone loves a good fairytale, yes, but these stories – they give people hope, something to strive to, but not only that, it helps make something like discovering an unknown collective of kingdoms seem less scary. A wedding between Auradon and Enchancia might be entirely symbolic, but it's a symbolism people can hold onto in times of uncertainty." He fidgeted with his hands a bit, trying to think his words over. "It's sort of like leading by example. If our future leaders show they can trust and come to care for each other in a lasting, meaningful way, then our people can do the same."

"Sounds like hyper romantic bullshit," Uma declared lazily, though without any real heat. She just seemed like a blunt person at heart, and didn't see any point in beating around the bush. "And easy for you to say, since you're not the one committing your future to someone you just met."

"I guess that's true," Chad admitted with a shrug. "Honestly, I don't know how the others are handling things. I have secondhand stress at the thought of it, but I'm not that good at romance."

He'd never really had the stability or self-esteem to give it an honest try, and the daughters of the upper nobility of Sardinia had been poisoned by his grandfather's hatred. None of them had treated him well either despite him being prince. It probably wasn't a surprise that his misfortune followed him to Auradon Prep, Chad so desperate to keep the pain at bay that he'd forced on a mask of charm and confidence that had never really fit.

"I don't think I am either," Gil admitted, making a sad face. "Like, I think I did okay when I first got started, but then people would suddenly change their mind after I'd asked them out, and then it got to the point where I couldn't even get that far before they were running away." He let out a sigh. "I think there might be something wrong with me."

Uma let out a scoff. "Bud, the only thing wrong with you is your overprotective friend."

"What, you mean Harry?" Gil asked. "What does he have to do with anything?"

"Read between the lines, Gilliam," Uma drawled. "Someone's been running your suitors off, and Hook both has enough power and is insecure enough to be the one to do it."

"Harry's not insecure," Gil insisted. "He's confident and charming and brave."

"He's a child," Uma declared with a huff, making Chad realize that she must have interacted with Harry at some point. "Terrified of not living up to his reputation and doing everything he can to hide the fact. He was like that when I first met him and he's like that now, except maybe worse because of all this marriage contract bullshit."

"It really bothers you guys that much?" Chad asked. "That your friends might have to get married to some of the Auradon heirs? Is it just the principle of the matter? Because I promise, the Auradon contingent is made up of some of the best people I know – Aziz and Ruby and Malvin – oh, and Hero – and Eleaci's really nice-"

"Chill, blondie," Uma cut him off with a wave of her hand. "I'm sure your friends are super cool, but I think Harry just feels…"

"Frustrated," Jay spoke up, seeming to surprise everyone, including himself. Still, he pushed on. "Frustrated at his lack of power in a situation where some of his friends could get married."

There was a moment where Jay and Uma locked gazes, some kind of silent communication passing between them that Uma didn't really seem to get before she was rolling her eyes, distracting herself from her irritation with another hand pie.

"Right," Uma said, biting into her treat. "That. My point is, Hook is just as fallible as anyone else, which means he's perfectly capable of doing something shitty like running off your admirers if he thinks it will threaten his position in your world."

"What does that mean?" Gil asked, growing more and more worried over the course of the conversation.

"Gil," Uma sighed, setting her food down to give the first mate her entire focus. "Aside from your family, who's the most important person in your life?"

"Harry," Gil replied without hesitation, seeming confused by the question.

"And there you have it," Uma declared. "If you dated someone, they would probably be more important than Harry, wouldn't they?"

"I mean… maybe," Gil allowed. "But Harry wouldn't- he knows how much I want to date someone. He always comforts me when they turn me down."

"Because he cares about you," Uma said. "Just not enough to be willing to lose you, because he is a greedy piece of shit."

"I'm sure that's not the case," Chad soothed, Gil looking entirely wrecked by this prospect. "People fear change – and if he's stressed by his duties, maybe he just wanted that one constant. And sure, he did a really awful thing to justify it – assuming he actually did run off your um- romantic interests – but…" He trailed off weakly, unable to think of an acceptable way to end that explanation.

"But nothing," Uma scoffed. "He's an idiot and what's worse, a lowlife for doing that kind of shit to his best friend."

"That's assuming he actually did this," Chad offered. "We're making a lot of assumptions right now."

"I'm just calling it how I see it," Uma hummed, not one to back down an inch.

"You should talk to him about it," Chad offered Gil. "Get some solid clarification. I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding."

"We'll see tomorrow, won't we?" Uma said, and no one really argued with that.

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Jay wasn't able to join them the next day due to his own duties, which may have been for the best because Gil was in a particularly sorry state when they met by the small gate that would lead out towards the private wooded area of the castle grounds.

"He did scare them off," Gil sniffed, eyes red like he'd been crying. "He said it was for my protection, that he wanted to make sure I was with the perfect person because I trust too easily, but the fact that he lied about it…" He trailed off with a shudder. "I just feel so dumb. I've been blubbering to him for years and he knew what was wrong the entire time."

"I'm sorry, Gil," Chad said, not hesitating to pull the blond into a firm hug that he seemed to desperately need. "I think maybe Harry likes you-"

"If he liked me, he wouldn't have done this," Gil croaked. "Now I don't know what to do. It's like I don't even know him. Are we even best friends?"

"He has to care about you a little bit if he put this much effort into… protecting you, I guess," Chad said. "Admittedly, this isn't all that healthy though, so maybe you guys should have a frank conversation about boundaries."

"Like that's going to work," Uma said, rolling her eyes. "Hook can't have a frank conversation about shit unless it's sailing, forget bringing feelings into the mix. No, he can't be sensitive because he has to be strong and not disappoint his parents or whatever." Her lips dropped into a scowl. "Stupid shit."

"You are not helping," Chad informed Uma sagely, earning an annoyed look from her. "Maybe you guys just need some time apart? If he's so determined to keep you close, maybe some distance will make him realize that he can't treat you like this and expect you to stay around. That there are tangible repercussions to his actions. Besides, he hurt you, it's okay to be upset and want space from people who hurt you."

"But if I don't have Harry, who do I have?" Gil sniffed. "I'm all alone for this trip. I mean, I room with him."

"You can come bunk with me and Ben," Chad offered. "Our room's big enough, and Ben won't mind if it's for a good cause."

"Also, you have us," Uma pointed out. "That makes you far from alone."

"Oh," Gil said, blinking as he considered this. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Always," Uma declared with a toss of her braids. "Now, come on, I've talked about Hook enough for today – let's go do something fun to take our mind off his stupid."

"Okay, Uma," Gil sniffed, seeming eager to move on, and Chad encouraged it. Sometimes it was good to allow yourself harmless distractions before you properly dealt with your problems. It was an entirely fair approach.

Uma kept the conversation light as they made their way back to the private cove, explaining the foliage and the different animals she passed when she realized that was something they were interested in.

"Know what would really take your mind off things?" Uma asked as they set their stuff down on the shore. "A swim."

A flush built up on Gil's cheeks. "I um- don't think I'm up for sexy times, Miss Uma."

"Not that kind of swim," Uma said, though her voice was gentle. "A proper swim. I can cast a waterbreathing spell on you guys so we can take an up-close look at the coral reef nearby."

Gil perked up at that. "It would be cool to actually swim near one without having to worry about drowning."

"Then we have a plan," Uma chirped. "Blondie, you in?"

Well, Chad liked the idea of not holding his breath too.

"Yeah," he said, grinning at the other two. "That sounds fun."

"Damn straight it does," Uma chirped, motioning them into the water in bold, confident movements. This time they were appropriately dressed for watersports with the exception of Uma, though it seemed like anything she wore could easily be swimwear.

When they got waist deep, she transformed into her mer-form, wrapping a lazy tentacle around each of them before she dragged them out further into the cove faster than they would have managed on their own.

"Woah!" Gil cheered when they got to the reef in record time. "You're so speedy."

"Thank you," Uma said, seeming to puff up with pride. "I do what I can. Now…" She trailed off with a look of concentration, her hands glowing a comforting aqua before the light seemed to encapsulate Gil and Chad's bodies. "There," she said. "You should be good to go, now. You can test it if you want, get a feel for it before we go deeper."

Chad appreciated the offer, still getting used to the flippant way people approached magic up in Enchancia. "Thanks," he said before ducking underwater, feeling the magic seem to let off comforting pulses in his core.

It was strange how he immediately didn't have to hold his breath, his body adjusting on its own. He could breathe just fine, and after a moment, Gil offered him a wide grin, the spell seeming to protect their eyes as well.

"You can talk too," Uma informed them as they adjusted. "Shall we get closer?"

"Yeah," Chad said, smiling wide at this new and unquestionably cool experience.

Uma guided them low with her tentacles again, and Gil seemed to revel in it, letting out a cheer as she dragged them down. It made Chad glad he'd gotten an underwater camera before he'd left Auradon, even if he didn't think he'd ever get a chance to use it. Now he could take pictures of Atlantican wildlife, pausing to get shots of Gil staring in wonder at the different underwater plants, or catching Uma patiently explain the different facets of the coral reef.

"You think this is something," Uma said after about half an hour of exploring. "You should see Atlantica. Like – the proper Atlantica, the one you land folk never get to see. Cameras don't really do it justice."

"It's a shame you can't swim us down there," Gil said, looking disappointed by this. "It's probably too far for you to drag us, right?"

Uma considered this for a moment, her gaze shifting into something speculative. "I might have an alternative solution," she said. "But it might also freak you out, so…"

"What is it?" Gil asked, always seeming ready for an adventure. "Come on, we don't know until we try, right?" he asked, sending Chad a happy smile as though to show he'd listened, not that Chad doubted him, but he understood the concern, Gil wanting to remind Chad that he could focus.

"I suppose," Uma said, seeming fond. "But this is a bit extreme. I've got a spell that could transfigure you guys into mermen- totally temporary, but, you know, part of your bodies would completely transform-"

"You can give me a tail?!" Gil asked, seeming ecstatic about this. "Can it be a pretty one? Like your tentacles?"

A pause, and then Uma let out a surprised laugh. "I can't control the color, unfortunately," she said. "That all depends on you, but yeah, I can give you a tail."

"I want that," Gil declared. "Even if we don't go to Atlantica, we could play sea tag."

"Is there a time limit?" Chad asked, glad for Gil's enthusiasm, but trying to be responsible.

"Nope," Uma said. "You don't have to worry about changing back at an inopportune time."

"Then… okay," Chad said, worried, but unwilling to be the one that held Gil back. "This is just for a few hours, right?"

"We'll be there and back in a jiffy," Uma assured him with a small grin. "Don't worry, we'll stick around here until you get used to the basics, and if you're not comfortable, I'll change you back, no explanations necessary."

"Oh wow, oh wow," Gil said, smiling wide. "I'm so excited. We're going to be merpeople. Pretty, pretty merpeople."

"That's the spirit," Uma declared, and then she was furrowing her brow in concentration, hands glowing bright again before her energy consumed them. This time it focused entirely on their legs, filling Chad with a comforting warmth he couldn't really describe, until-

The light faded and they had tails, which was immediately distracting, and almost enough to pull their focus from the swim trunks innocently floating in front of them.

"I'll hold onto these," Uma said, magicking the swimwear into a pouch attached to her waist. "Sorry, I forget that the clothing transformation doesn't work the same with that spell as it does for me."

"No um- worries," Chad said, flushing hot as he tried to focus on his new tail. It was light blue and shimmery, the scales glistening in the comforting light of the Atlantican sun.

Gil's tail seemed larger than his, though unlike Chad's it was a brilliant sort of bronze color highlighted in gold, something that made the other blond let out a delighted cheer.

"I'm so pretty!" he said, giving his tail a few experimental flicks. "And so are you, Chad!"

"Yeah," Chad said, giving his own tail a wiggle. "We're um- both pretty great. Thanks, Gil."

It was strange. It wasn't like his legs were pressed together, it was just- one thing, and he knew he should feel naked but the protective layer of scales felt like just as much of a shield as any of his pants would.

The one pointed oddity was that his genitals seemed to um- be inside his body, which was- that was something to adapt to, and he tried not to feel at the seamless line of scales covering his groin, wondering what the hell would happen when he needed to use the bathroom.

Uma laughed as though reading his mind. "Don't worry," she giggled. "It will only come out when you will it too, otherwise you have small excretion holes hidden around the scales to help rid you of your normal bodily functions."

"I don't know what you guys are talking about," Gil declared. "But I do know that this is awesome." With that, he started swimming in a few lazy circles, Chad following after him until they started up a game of tag that had all of them laughing, Uma urging them deeper and deeper into the water.

"This way!" Uma cheered, and then she was guiding them onwards, and Chad was afraid for a second that he wouldn't be able to keep up but his tail seemed to know what it was doing, a sort of instinctiveness grabbing him until he could cut through the water just as quickly as she could.

It was amazing, getting a view of the underwater world the way Uma did. Her transformation spell apparently allowed for them to see in the dark because everything was perfectly clear to them, and when he looked over, he saw Gil's eyes were glowing the same pretty gold as his scales. Chad wondered if his were doing the same, then set the thought aside for later. They were exploring, and who knew when they'd be allowed this again.

"Okay," Uma said as they pulled up to the outskirts of Atlantica. "I'm going to cast a stealth spell so no one will bother us. I'm supposed to be on land today and I don't want to hear shit from anyone when I want to give you a proper tour."

"Aw, Uma," Gil said, choosing to be flattered by her attention which Uma seemed to appreciate in turn, a light flush dusting the bridge of her nose.

The underwater Atlantican capital was, without question, amazing. The buildings seemed to be built into the natural wildlife – same as the Moors – leading to an entire society safely tucked into the natural rock formations provided by the ocean's currents. They watched groups of mer-people go about their lives – swimming and laughing, children playing with each other, workers tending to plants – it was all very amazing.

"I have an idea," Uma said, and then she was sneaking them onto the underwater castle grounds. "We have a private garden down here full of rare plants – stuff you won't see just anywhere. Figured you guys would enjoy a look."

"You figured correctly," Gil informed her sagely, eyes widening in delight as they took in the colorful explosion of new plant life the garden seemed to be rife with.

It reminded Chad of his mother's garden back home, of the misty retreat in the Moors. It was nice to know that wherever he went, there was some homage to the natural greenery the land produced, and he gladly lost himself to inspecting and appreciating the different plants – hoping his pictures came out well so he'd be able to sketch some of them later. Gil and Uma were around the corner when Chad came up to a private cove that housed what seemed to be one type of underwater plant. It was kind of strange, seeing as the rest of the plants freely intermingled. For this, there was a dedicated effort made to keep it separate, which made Chad wonder why that was the case. He'd ask Uma when the others drifted closer, but for now, he settled for memorizing the pattern of the petals, most of the blooms seeming closed-

Except the one right by Chad's face, which burst open in a sudden movement, releasing a string of pores that Chad immediately inhaled, the blond backing away with a flail as he tried to clear his mouth and eyes.

"Blondie?" Uma called from around the corner, Chad hacking up a storm as he tried to find his balance again.

His body didn't seem to be entirely cooperating, starting with his lungs, which seemed to burn from the spores' mist before settling lower, switching to a heat that was too gentle to ache, or at least, not in a painful way, because then it was dwindled below his waist, where his groin would be-

"What's wrong?" Uma swam around the corner around the time Chad felt something shift, the blond panicking when he felt some of his scales pull to the side and feeling swamped by a wave of humiliation when the head of his length seemed to slowly press out from between the scales, gradually growing out of him as a wave of arousal hit him in full force.

"I don't- I don't know what's happening," Chad burst, rushing to cover himself, his erection seeming eager to waver in the warm ocean currents. "I don't know how to make it stop-"

"Aw, shit," Uma said, getting a look at the flower Chad had been looking at. "I forgot about these damn things, come on-" She wrapped a tentacle around him and dragged him back around the corner where Gil was waiting, not seeming bothered by the fact that his dick was out. "Sorry. Usually the gardener has those fuckers warded off, but he must have been tending to them today. You usually have to wear a filter around them because they're vindictive shits."

"What's wrong?" Gil asked, Uma's tentacles strategically hiding Chad's predicament.

"Chad got a face full of aphrodisiacs," Uma said, and then, when it seemed like Gil didn't get it, she elaborated, "One of the plants has a spore that made him very aroused."

"Oh," Gil said, his gaze going wide with realization. "Um- so he's-"

"It's okay," Uma said, more to Chad than Gil. "This is perfectly natural and definitely not your fault. Now, what do you want to do about it?"

"I want it to go back in," Chad hissed, wanting to try and force it but sort of terrified to touch and he could feel himself leaking and it was weird. "H-How do I make it go away?"

"Um…" It was the first time he'd seen Uma uncertain. "Well, usually you um- take care of the problem, so to speak."

She wanted- she wanted him to-

"What, like masturbate?" Gil asked, making Chad flush horribly.

"Yeah," Uma said. "Look, this isn't a big deal. Gil and I will look away and you can take care of this real quick. No one will need to know about it."

"I can't- I can't do that in public," Chad hissed, feeling humiliated.

"Do you want me to do it?" Gil asked, a flush building on his cheeks. "I've never done it to another guy before, but it can't be that different."

"Gil," Chad said, embarrassed by the mere suggestion.

"Blondie, this isn't a big deal," Uma repeated, emphasizing the words. "This is natural. Now, I get that you don't want to munk one off with people you just met yesterday, but you don't have to feel bad about something that is, without question, not your fault. If anything, it's my fault, I should have warned you about that stupid plant in the first place."

"D-Don't feel bad, Uma," Chad said. "You were just trying to share something with us, and we appreciate it."

"Not the point," Uma murmured, a small smile pulling at her lips. "Though I appreciate that just the same. Now," she shifted her tentacle so that it wrapped around Chad and Gil, creating a sort of cocoon for the three of them. "Could we help you through this or what?"

"Um." Chad felt so very hot, and he knew this was kind of a bad idea, but- "We wouldn't tell anyone, right?"

"Not a soul," Uma pledged. "It's none of their fucking business anyway."

"Then um- yes," Chad settled on. "I'd- if you could-"

He hadn't finished before Uma was coaxing a hand around his length, something that left Chad immediately arching in her hold at the strange swell of heat that followed.

"I- Uma," he moaned, rutting helplessly into her loose grip. "It- it's so much more- it feels more-"

"Right," Uma said, seeming to realize something. "It should be more sensitive, now. Your regular parts are built up a bit more for natural protection, but because mermen usually keep theirs tucked inside they don't need to be that deadened, so they just focus on feeling good."

"Wow," Gil said while Chad pulsed in her hand, and then the first mate was reaching low, tentatively caressing the areas Uma wasn't touching. "That's really cool."

"It should also make this more intense than usual," Uma said as she started jerking him in a steady pace. "Let me know if it becomes too much."

"I um- I-" Chad couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence, everything feeling hot and good and her hand was- a girl was touching him and granted, he was a merman, they were underwater, but it was still happening, she was still touching him without reservation, seeking his pleasure, and it made something else open up within him, something he couldn't place until he felt the strange hit of water against warm flesh beneath his length, though he didn't know what that was.

"Oh-" Uma said, stopping her efforts and leaning Chad back slightly so she could get a better view of whatever happened. "Um."

"What is that?" Gil asked, fingers trailing low and brushing against something that made Chad gasp, a sensation hitting him that he'd never experienced before.

"Fun fact," Uma began, sounding distracted. "There are mer-people that are capable of being both bearers and givers, so to speak," she said. "As a result, they have both necessary genitalia to carry out such feats. It um- seems like you are one of those merfolk."

There was a pause while Chad processed this.

Gil vocalized it first. "You mean- is this a vagina?"

"The merfolk equivalent, yes," Uma said, somewhat dazed, or maybe awed, it was very hard to tell. "I guess you could have merbabies if you wanted."

"H-How do I make it go away?" Chad asked now that he could get a proper look at the wet folds that seemed to open up underneath the area where his length jutted out, the area aching and flexing and seeming to drip with some kind of moisture that made him burn in the best way.

"Same deal as this," Uma said, giving his length a tentative pump. "You pleasure it."

The words seemed to rock Chad's world. "I can't- I've never touched a girl's- you know."

"You can just say vagina," Uma drawled, her gaze never leaving those new, wet folds. "And no worries, you're in the hands of an expert now, I can take care of this."

Chad was about to ask what she meant when her hand dipped low, releasing his length so she could circle the outline of the new opening with her fingers, making Chad gasp at the new unfamiliar sensations claiming him.

"I'm just gonna…" she trailed off when she started teasing the folds with a finger directly, making Chad release a muted cry at how alien and good it felt. "You okay, baby?"

"It's weird," Chad gasped as he twitched against her fingers. "But it feels nice and- I just- I want to be full?"

"I can help with that," Uma said, and then she was easing a finger inside him, inside that spot where his dick wasn't, something his nerve endings had never experienced and didn't know how to process aside from drowning him with immediate pangs of want.

"Uma," Chad croaked, writhing in her grip. "Uma- Uma."

"And this is just one finger, sweetheart," she said as she continued to pump the digit in and out of him. "Wait 'til you get two."

It was hard for Chad to articulate after that, not with her hand right there, her and Gil focused on the new space Chad had temporarily acquired. He was as embarrassed as he was warmed by their attention, letting out additional croons when Gil took up the work on Chad's abandoned length, giving him tentative pumps while Uma started scissoring him wide with two fingers.

"You're so wet," Uma murmured, wrapping an arm around Chad's waist for stability. "Does it feel good, being this wet?"

"Y-Yes," Chad said, overwhelmed by the dual points of pleasure, but she kept scraping deeper, making him twitch and leak around her. "It feels- your fingers feel so- Uma!" he cried when she snuck in a third finger, and then she was setting up a proper pace, properly fucking him with her fingers and hitting some kind of spot inside him that made everything feel very good.

"You're doing so good, baby," Uma said, nuzzling his shoulder. "Doing such a good job, for us. Do you think you can hold on for me?"

"I don't know," Chad gasped. "It's all- it's a lot, Uma, you keep-"

"I have you," Uma urged, shifting her fingers with a pointed curl. "We've got you, Chad, we're not going to let you go."

"W-What happens when I- if I come down there?" Chad asked, moaning when Gil moved to hold him close, his gaze entirely too focused.

"You'll gush, same as you do up there," Uma said. "And when you're satisfied, your scales will shift back into position."

"I'm gonna-" Chad cut off with a gasp when he felt Uma somehow stroke deeper, knowing without asking that she was using magic somehow. "Uma."

"I know," she murmured against his shoulder. "I just want you to feel good. You're so pretty for us, sweetheart, and we want you to let go."

"Uma!" Chad croaked, feeling himself fall apart with a thunderous gasp. Hot beads of slick burst from his length, but Gil eagerly guided him through that, pumping Chad until he had no more left to give.

It was only then that his length seemed to slowly withdraw back into his body, Gil and Uma guiding it until it safely retracted back under the scales.

And then there was one problem.

He'd felt himself come, felt himself gush, but the- down there was still gaping open, still eager for attention despite um- having definitely been satisfied. Chad let out a small whine when he realized the other two were staring at it- staring at his accidentally acquired genitals.

"Okay," Uma said after a few moments of staring. "Looks like we're going to have to give you a bit more attention than I thought."

"It's so hot," Chad groaned, hating the way he kept twitching.

"Yes," Gil said, his gaze fixed on Chad's groin. "It really is."

"Focus, Gilly," Uma said, her cheeks tinged in a flush. "We need to regroup. Why don't we take this back to my room, figure this shit out in private."

"Works for me," Gil said, and Chad- he simply held on best he could while Uma curled some tentacles around him, seeming to sense that he wouldn't be much use for swimming for the foreseeable future. The path to Uma's room seemed to blur together with the building heat within him, until he was being pressed back into some kind of kelp bed that left him sighing in relief.

"Okay," Uma said, looking over him as she and Gil settled on each of his sides. "Here's what we're going to do. I'm going to do something I have theoretically suspected is pleasureful, and if it's too much, you're going to tell me to stop and I'm going to do something else."

"Okay," Chad gasped, too desperate to be satisfied to try hiding away.

"I mean it," Uma repeated before she sort of floated above him, moving down until her mouth was level with his groin…

"Uma?" Chad asked as her hands curled around his hips.

"I'm going to eat you out," she said. "Or try to, we'll see how it goes."

"Uma!" Chad croaked when she leaned forward and started licking at the wet folds, all of them eagerly twitching around her tongue, stretching wide when she thrust it forward, into him- it was- he felt so-. "Uma."

"That's it," Gil offered, wrapping an arm around Chad's shoulders and holding him close while Uma went to town on Chad. "You're doing very good."

"H-Her mouth is on-"

"Yeah," Gil said, cheeks tinged in a permanent flush. "It is."

And Uma seemed to relish it, seemed to enjoy licking deeper and deeper into Chad, moving her tongue in pointed thrusts and happily lapping up each excess of slick Chad emitted.

"You're doing a great job," Uma rasped when she pulled back, clear slick seeming to cling to her mouth as she looked up at him with a half-lidded expression. "This feel good?"

"Y-Yeah?" Chad gasped. "But um- is it- is it proper?"

"We're in private," Uma growled. "It's as proper as we fucking want it to be," she declared before she started lapping him up anew, moving her tongue with a dedicated fervor to make Chad writhe. "Fuck," she gasped after a few minutes, Chad feeling so very close. "I wanna fuck you so bad."

"Can you do that?" Gil asked, seeming amazing by this. "Are you one of those special merpeople?"

"I am," Uma confirmed, nuzzling Chad's hip. "But that's not what this is about right now. This is about us making Chad feel good."

"Right," Gil said, nuzzling Chad's shoulder. "Should I try to lick him?"

"Gil," Chad said, stricken by the thought of it.

"Nothing gay about this, Blondie," Uma said, tone unreadable.

"That's um- not it," Chad said. "Just- it's really-"

"Sensitive," Uma finished, giving the folds a tentative stroke again. "It's okay, Gil will be careful."

"Heck yes, I will," Gil said, and then he was down there to, staring at Chad- and then licking him- a warm, thick tongue that was tentative for maybe a second before he was just as eager as Uma was, thrusting so deep-

"Guys," Chad groaned, shaking in their hold. "I'm- it's gonna-"

"You can come," Uma said, watching him with an unreadable expression. "Come for us, sweetheart."

"Gil!" Chad croaked, feeling himself gush into the other teen's mouth. Gil was surprised for all of a moment before he started lapping up those juices, and when he paused to catch his breath, Uma dove in and cleaned up the rest of it, until Chad was letting out small coos as the heat finally died down.

When they pulled back, the scales finally shifted back into position, hiding Chad's temporary acquisition until he was entirely disguised once more.

"Wow," Chad said, feeling like his whole world had been rocked, his body exhausted. "I um- I think…"

"Yeah," Uma said, shifting up to curl around his back, pressing Chad against Gil's chest until the other blond wrapped an arm around Chad's waist. "Naptime sounds good, and then we can go back."

"Wow," Chad simply repeated before he felt his lids begin to get heavy. "T-Thank you," he said. "I'm sorry."

"You really don't need to be," Gil informed him sagely. "That was fun."

"…yeah," Uma said, resting her head against Chad's shoulder. "Fun."

That was certainly one way of putting things.

-:-:-

Endnotes:

Jay's gonna be super pissed he missed that, I tell you what ;)

Story notes:

Does Uma know Harry likes Gil? Definitely, but he's been too big a pain in her rear for her to illuminate on that subject, so she'll just stir up trouble instead.

Harry also has a different last name in this story – that gets explained later – so the whole 'Hook' thing is more of a nickname than anything else.

You know the meme, if Chad had a dime for every time he got accidentally dosed with aphrodisiacs on this trip he'd have two dimes, which doesn't seem like a lot, but it's weird that it's happened twice. But come on, if I had the chance for mer-shenanigans, you know I had to take it!

Until next time :)