Part II of this story :) A little bit sexier in this one :)
It gets worse soon. R and R :) thankyou
love, Eh.
Hook woke up on the bed in the spare room. He turned to see the empty side of the bed next to him. "What a surprise," he murmured sarcastically. He tumbled out of bed, the alcohol still stinging his head, he bend down and grabbed his clothes. Pulling them on, he flinched at the pain as he noticed a bleeding bite mark on this forearm.
Where did I get this? He dimly remembered the fish biting into his arm. To the think of it now, that was the only pain inflicted on him when he took her. Throughout the whole process, she didn't kick him or slap him. It's almost as if she had given up all hope. Odd, he decided all mermaids must be sluts.
He found Ariel asleep on the upper deck.
"Wake up, you little slut." he pulled her hair harshly, causing Ariel jump in pain. Hook wasn't in love with the mermaid or anything, so why give her the kindness? He's sure the black market sellers would be intrigued about those sea-maidens. As much to he didn't want to admit, last night was good. He usually would have lasted much longer, but something about this fish just makes him lose his marbles.
Honestly, he just didn't know what to do with her. He could throw her off board, now that he's done with her. Keeping her on board to wait for a buyer was just an excuse – he knew. He wanted to keep her beside him, just for a little while.
"Hungry?" He offered. Might as well feed the thing up so she looks healthy and get a better price. Ariel nodded, and followed him obediently to the kitchen. Her feet still hurting like a billion knives clawing at her, but somehow the pain has been less intense. Maybe it has something to do with the ship swaying with the sea.
Hook greeted the cook and asked for a fish pie. He then turned to Ariel. "Do you want one too?" Ariel's pale face and horrified look told him without her having to say anything (not that she could even if she wanted to).
"What do mermaids eat?" Hook pulled a chair and sat down, while Ariel inched towards the chair opposite, trying to ignore the raging pain her foot is giving her. She pointed towards the apples and fruit basket on the edge of the counter.
Hook raised an eyebrow. "Fruit? I thought mermaids ate human meat." Then he jokingly added, "I was prepared to serve you one of our captives,"
Ariel reached for the pen and leather bound notebook on the table. She scribbled down a few words and handed it to Hook.
Most of us do, but I like fruit more. My father said royalties tend to like fruit more anyway.
She flashed him her shark like white teeth. Hook could almost see the girl in front of him transform into some man-eating fish, teeth bearing and claws stretched. If she wanted to, he realized, she could rip him apart and eat him like her daily meal.
How interesting that she didn't. All she did was bite him, and that was it.
Changing the subject, he offered, "So you're a princess?"
Ariel nodded, and pushed a strand a flaming red hair behind her ear. The green in her eyes and the red really did make a contrast. As the cook handed Ariel her apple, Hook noticed how full her lips were. Like two petals of a dark red rose, they opened up to take a bite from the green apple. The red and green contrast again. Her teeth bit the apple and juice leaked from her hand, she quickly lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. Almost like she was a cat (or doing something extremely inappropriate that one shouldn't mention), she licked her hand clean of the juices. The satisficed look on her face didn't skip Hook's hawk eyes. She was enjoying the apple, and savoring it. Hook was sure if she had been able to speak, she would moan and sigh.
Hook felt a churn in his stomach. Was she doing it on purpose?
Mermaids were definitely sluts.
it wasn't as sexy as i wanted it to be though, because it's still rated M -.- sigh.
