White Sand Ch. 5
Stretching his arms over his head, Arthur could feel a knot forming in his lower back, but it was worth it, she was worth it. Turning his eyes towards his chest, he couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her sleeping soundly, wanting to get a better look at her, he gently used his fingertips to move the baby hair that covered her cheeks.
Giving himself a moment to examine her face, Arthur gently used a thumb to caress her cheek enjoying how soft she was, every inch that he touched was soft. Using his other hand Arthur slowly traced the length of her spine, enjoying how the goosebumps danced across her skin, pleased that even in her sleep she leaned into him.
It certainly wasn't a declaration of love, it did, however, give him some semblance of hope that she at least cared for him and in her sleep, she wasn't able to hide it. Inhaling deeply, Arthur knew that there was a bunch of steps that they needed to take to get anywhere close to a relationship or feelings, but he was hoping that she wanted to take them with him.
Honestly though, he didn't really want to think about it now, he just wanted to enjoy having Davina lay on his body, even with the hard floor beneath him he refused to move her.
Moving the rest of the hair that covered her face, Arthur watched as her eyes started to flutter open and a stupid smile spread across his face. "Morning."
Gently rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Davy found herself staring into his golden eyes and she was a bit surprised to still see desire in them. Unable to keep herself from blushing, Davy could only give him a shy smile. "Morning."
Never in her life had she been in a morning after situation, her only experience was Will, but they were in a what she thought was a committed relationship. Feeling a little nervous, Davy found herself looking at him, hoping for some clarity of what they were supposed to be doing. Chewing on her inner cheek, Davy kept her eyes on his, frowning a bit as she watched his eyes dance with amusement.
Huffing, "Why are you smirking at me?"
Arthur just snorted, sliding his hand into her hair, he tilted her head so he could make sure that she was watching him, but it was his other hand that took ahold of her ass, giving it firm smack. Groaning, Arthur felt his dick starting to twitch and as his cock got harder, he could feel the warmth of pussy teasing him.
Lifting his ass, Arthur had to keep himself from slamming into her again, yesterday was a primal need to claim, but now was just about feeling her. Using his arms, he carefully lifted her to the point where she was hovering over his aching cock, "Davina. I need you to ride me baby." His voice strained with need.
Tilting her head back, Davy bit her lip as his cock teased her clit, gripping his forearms she could only nod. "I've never…." A little embarrassed that she was limited in her experiences.
Arthur didn't care, slowly bringing her down on his cock, he couldn't help but moan as he felt and watched her body stretch around him. "Fuck. Baby so good." His arms were straining from the restraint he was using to keep himself from impaling her on his dick. Lifting his eyes from where his cock was disappearing into her body, he found her head tilted forward and her eyes glowing and her mouth in a perfect 'O'.
Gasping as her body stretched to its limits, Davy felt her nails dig into his skin, but she was too lost in the sensations to care. Davy inhaled deeply as her body settled on his hips, it was the second time in less than 24 hours that she felt like her body was too full, but while it was almost too much it felt so damn good.
"Arthur." She gasped. Forcing her eyes open, she found him staring up at her, a small smile on his face. Letting go of his arms, Davy lightly touched his face, humming a bit as the texture of his beard tickled her fingers. "Show me." she said breathlessly.
Growling as his name fell from her lips, Arthur took ahold of her hips, being mindful not to squeeze her too hard. Letting his eyes take in every inch of the woman above him, he slid his hands up her sides until her tits filled his palms. Gently pitching her nipples, he couldn't help but chuckle as she jumped a bit at the sensation, "That's right baby, roll your hips over me."
Davy moaned as she felt her inner muscles contracting around him, forcing her eyes open, she found his eyes glazed over with pleasure which thrilled her to no end. Lightly scratching his chest Davina kept going until her hands covered his, gasping a bit as he gently pinched her nipples. Inhaling deeply, focused on his eyes Davy used them to keep her grounded, because as much as she wanted to cum, she was determined to make him feel good.
Keeping her hands on his; Davy slowly lifted herself off his cock, but she could barely keep her eyes open at the sensation of him sliding out of her body. "Oh God." She murmured. Digging her nails into his skin, Davy let her body slowly sink back down and it was almost too much for her, feeling her body starting to shake, Davy bit down hard on her bottom lip refusing to fall over the edge without him.
Taking several deep breaths, Davy rolled her hips again, enjoying the growl that escaped him, "Arthur." She whispered out. Taking another moment, she rocked her hips slowly up and down, setting a nice pace, enjoying how her body responded to his but mostly how he started to grip her a little tighter.
Arthur watched as she moved herself on his dick, even unsure of what she was doing she was a sensual being. From the way she held his hands against her tits to the way her eyes focused on his, she was a very giving lover, and he was more than willing to take. Moving his eyes over her body, Arthur found himself transfixed on the way she moved above him, the way she twisted her hips as she slowly sank back down on him.
Groaning as he felt her pussy juices sliding down his shaft to his balls, it was enough to push him towards the edge. Sitting up quickly, Arthur wrapped his arms around her keeping her close to his face as she lifted herself again. Using one hand, Arthur took a fistful of her hair tilting her neck ever so gently so that he could lick the sweat that was sliding down her neck.
Moaning at the way she tasted, he let his tongue trace its way all the way to her lips. As he gave her bottom lip a nip, he hissed out that it caused her to clench her pussy, squeezing him that much tighter. "Davina. I need to feel you cum baby." Resting his forehead on hers, he focused on the way she never stopped fucking him, constantly rolling herself above him, how her thighs clenched against his legs or how her skin tasted under his tongue.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Davy kept her head on his, breathing him in. Ocean, sandalwood, and man, it was enough to make her fucking dizzy, and it was what she needed to fall over the edge. Feeling the spring in her belly coiling, Davy was tethering, "Arthur, I can't…." Before she could finish, the sensation of him biting her neck sent her over, crying out, Davy watched as lights flashed behind her eyelids. Keeping herself wrapped around him, Davy shook, her body trembling as the force of her orgasm rolled through her.
"FUCK." She cried out.
It was the sound of her moaning in his ear that did him in, tilting her head Arthur wanted to brand her skin with his mark, biting down, almost crying out as her pussy clamped down on him. Closing his eyes as her body started to shake, he held her still as his balls emptied into her body, shivering as her wet heat milked every ounce of his cum out of him.
Slowly thrusting upwards into her body, Arthur had to take ahold of her hips, stilling them because the sensations were just too fucking much. Inhaling deeply, pleased to find his scent intermingling with hers, while the average human wouldn't be able to tell, somewhere in their brain they would register that she was not to be touched.
Wanting to look into her eyes, as he leaned back, he found her golden ones staring into his and a sense of peace washed over him. Sliding his hands into her hair, Arthur rested his forehead on hers, "Davina, don't keep running from me." Flinching a bit at the desperation in his voice.
She was torn, figuratively and literally. Her body was sore from his cock and the strength in which he drove himself into her body. But her heart was torn because on the surface she believed that he really wanted her and that he truly did not care about her issue. However, in the darkest part of her brain, Davy was terrified that if she let down her guard, emotionally Arthur would destroy her or worse that she would lose control of herself and hurt him or someone else.
Sighing, Davy didn't know how to respond to him and the longer she didn't answer him, the tenser his shoulders became. Using her fingertips to move his hair out of his eyes and as she traced her fingers down his cheek, she gasped when she felt him snatch her wrist and bite down on her flesh. Shivering, Davy swore she could feel her body starting to tingle again, but she couldn't allow herself to keep getting lost in his body.
Placing a soft kiss on his forehead, Davy could feel the moment when he turned his eyes towards her, looking down, inhaling at the intensity in them. He wanted an answer, hell he deserved one and as she opened her mouth to speak, a loud knock on his door had her scrambling to get out of his lap, but it seemed that he refused to lighten his grip.
"Come on, let me up." She whisper yelled. Flinching again at the sound of Tom yelling through the door for Arthur to get his ass up. Looking down, she found him smiling up at her, "This isn't funny, I don't want my friend to see me naked on top of his son." Her eyes pleading.
Snorting, he pointed towards the laundry room, "Your clothes should be dry." Placing a quick kiss on her lips, "We will continue our conversation later." Arthur opened his arms, laughing as he watched her ass scurry towards the other room.
Shaking his head, he quickly off the floor but as the blood started to flow back into his legs he spared a glance down at his dick, smiling at the sight of her juices still covering him. Hearing another knock, he hissed, annoyed that his time with her was cut short, he wanted several more hours of bringing her to the edge, but his dad just had to come over.
Zipping himself up, he stomped towards the door, determined to see what the hell he wanted so fucking early. Yanking the door open, he found his dad standing there with a big cup of coffee in his hand and a huge smile on his face. "Morning pop."
Stepping aside, his eyes darted towards the laundry room, wondering when she was going to come out but as he went to shut his door, he found her squeezing out the window.
Biting his lip, he couldn't help but snort, especially when she turned towards him and looked like a deer in headlights. Giving her a wink, he shut the door and turn towards his dad who looked way to happy for 7am.
Sitting on her couch, Davy couldn't help but hyperfocus on the last 24hours with Arthur. First, she blasted him back a good 20 feet and thankfully he didn't end up getting hurt, second, they spent the night and morning fucking each other, which blew her mind in more ways than she thought possible, and third, he seemed to want her, all of her.
Turning her eyes towards her hand, Davy allowed her fire to come forward; smiling slightly as she watched the blue flame dance across her fingers. It was a strange sensation for her, if she had allowed herself to do this two days ago, the feeling of shame would have started to swallow her, but now, while she felt some shame it wasn't all consuming. Closing her palm to kill the fire Davy brought her knees to her chin, her mind was racing a million miles a minute and it was difficult for her to focus on one singular thought.
Letting out a deep sigh, Davy knew that she needed to figure herself rather quickly, because Arthur was a straightforward man, and he deserved her honesty.
"Damn it." she muttered out.
Flinging herself back against the cushions of the couch, Davy wanted to just scream, she wanted a real chance to be with someone, but the trauma of Will and the memory of her dad telling her to never lose control was at the forefront of her brain. Blinking rapidly as she felt her eyes starting to well up with tears, she hated herself for being so scared, but as she gave herself a little permission to wallow in her self-pity a loud knock on her door had her scrambling to her feet and wiping her eyes.
Davy could feel her heart pounding in her ears, she was certain that Arthur was on the other side of that door, and he would want answers. Quickly making her way over towards the door, she took a calming breath and slowly opened the door but instead of his giant frame stood Atlanna with a warm smile on her face.
Swallowing some spit, Davy never felt more nervous. "Morning."
Atlanna watched her friend, smirking a bit as she tried to keep her composure about what happened with her son. Giving her a soft smile, "Morning, my dear. I think we should talk, yes?" She said to her friend. She knew Davina well enough that she would be in her head more than in the moment and she wanted to give them both a chance to be happy.
Feeling her cheeks going red, Davy just nodded, "We do, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line with you." Sighing, stepping back to let her friend in, Davy was at least thankful that she didn't strangle her.
Smiling down at her softly, Atlanna wrapped her arm around her shoulders, she gently shut the door and led them towards her couch wanting her to be relaxed as they really talked.
Sitting next to her on the couch, Atlanna watched as Davina fidgeted with her fingers, reaching across to place her hand over hers. "Relax sweetheart, I'm not angry or even upset." With a gentle squeeze Atlanna leaned back, "Davina, you both are adults, but I know you." Giving her a sad smile, "What happened with this William and what your father said to you as a child, you must be a little scared."
Nodding, "I'm terrified." Flinching at the sound of her voice. Running her fingers through her hair, she watched as her friend leaned back and waited for her to speak. Taking a slow breath, Davy wanted to be able to speak without crying or losing control of her emotions.
"What are you terrified of?" A little confused at her words, "Arthur would never hurt you like this William, he too understands the pain of an unfaithful partner." For that she was certain, her son was not perfect, but he did have a sense of honor.
Shaking her head worried that her friend thought she would lump Arthur in that category. "No, I promise I don't think that he is anything like Will." Biting her bottom lip, Davy wiped some of the tears that were starting to form, "He's intense, but he's very honest." He could use a little tact in his delivery, but she never once thought of him as a liar.
Letting out a sigh, "It's not about how he would treat me, it's just fundamentally, I'm fire and he's water." Hanging her head, "He loves the ocean more than anything, and my fear, is that when he realizes that he truly can't share that with me, he'll realize that he wasted his time."
"Oh, my sweet girl." Wrapping her arms around her friend, Atlanna pulled her in for a deep hug, placing a kiss on her forehead. "I don't resent Tom for not being able to live in the water, I love him just as much as I did when I woke up on his couch." Leaning back just slightly, pleased to see her golden eyes focused on her, "From the beginning to now, I never cared, he made me happy, he loved me for who I am not what I was."
Using her thumb to wipe the tear that was sliding down her face, "Whatever becomes of this with my son, you can't know how it will begin nor how it may or may not end." Keeping her arm around her shoulders, Atlanna leaned back against the couch, holding her as one would a child, it brought her comfort, for she had her sons, but she always wanted a daughter.
"Davina, you are a smart, beautiful woman, but does my son seem like the type of man that wouldn't speak his mind?" It was strange to ask such questions, but perhaps that is what made them different, as a royal she wasn't permitted to care about anything other than her duty when it came to marriage.
Davina was so lost in the hug that she almost didn't hear Atlanna ask her question. "No, if anything he could be less vocal." She said, a little laughter in her voice.
Chuckling a bit, Atlanna couldn't help but agree. "He gets that from my father." Glancing down, "What else has you worried?" Knowing that it wasn't just the possibility of a new relationship.
Blinking rapidly, "I am scared that I won't be able to control myself and I could hurt him." Hanging her head, "Atlanna, I know he's a little more durable, but he's not invincible and if I lose control of my emotions, he could get hurt or worse, dead." She would never forgive herself if she truly caused him harm or anyone for that matter.
Furrowing her eyebrows, Atlanna found herself confused, "Davina, you've spoken of this before." Tilting her head ever so slightly, "Do you not train with your gifts?" she asked her
Shaking her head, 'Not really." Taking a deep breath, Davy opened her hand allowing a little blue flame to come forward, "I haven't really done much more than this." Closing her fist, she found Atlanna watching her hand, but when they finally locked eyes, she could see her frustrations. "My dad said that I just needed to learn to control my emotions, and I wouldn't have to worry so much."
"I'm sorry to say but your father was wrong." Letting out a frustrated sigh, "You need to train Davina, your gifts are not only beautiful they can be destructive." Placing her hand over hers, "I will take you a small island off the coast, nothing is there but rocks, you will learn how to truly control yourself." It wasn't a request; it was a declaration for she would not allow her friend to live another moment in fear of who she is.
Exhaling slowly, Davy could only nod, "Atlanna, I don't want you to get hurt." It was a last-ditch effort to get Atlanna to change her mind, however, just by the look on her face she knew that wasn't going to happen. Sighing, Davy just hung her head in defeat, "When do we start?"
Atlanna pulled her into a deep hug, placing a kiss on her temple, "Tomorrow morning." Chuckling a bit when she heard her inhale, she knew a part of her apprehension was the fear of the unknown, but if she had to make a guess it was because she didn't want Arthur to be a part of it. Using her fingertips to move some of the blonde hair that fell in front of her face, "Do not worry, we'll let Arthur know that this is not a group activity." Smirking a bit as she felt some tension leave her body.
"Thank you." Blinking rapidly, Davy took another steadying breath knowing what needed to happen next. Leaning back so that she could look her in the eyes, Davy watched how her sea green eyes sparkled, "Will you come with me when we tell Tom and Arthur?" She asked, knowing that she would be the only one that would be able to keep him away during her training.
"Of course, my sweet girl." Giving her another kiss on her temple, Atlanna gently led her out the door towards her home.
Lightly patting her hand, Tom gave her a small smile, "Davy, you're still the same kid that walked into Betty's." Smirking a bit when he saw the relief in her eyes, but he could see that Arthur was a little annoyed that he wasn't going to be allowed to partake in her training. Turning towards his wife, happy to see the smile on her face as she looked at Davy, it was clear to them all that she loves her and dearly.
Wiping away a small tear, Davy could feel some of the pressure that was weighing on her heart lift a bit, honestly it was throwing her. Feeling a slight squeeze on her upper thigh, she let her eyes turn towards the giant man that had her in his lap. Giving him a small smile, she turned towards her first friend, "Thank you." Sighing, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I wanted to, but I was scared."
"Hey, don't worry about it. I'm sure it hasn't been easy," glancing at his son who had her wrapped in his arms, smirking at the way he was willing to protect her from anything that dare may harm her. "Honestly, if it wasn't for Vulko coming here and teaching Arthur, who knows how I would have handled his gifts."
Snorting, Arthur shook his head, it was true, without Vulko he would have been a scared little kid not understanding what was happening to him. Letting his eyes find hers, "I had my jedi master to teach me," smiling a bit as her golden eyes softened at him, "My mom is yours." Using his fingertips to tuck some of her loose hair behind her ear, "Are you sure you don't want someone you can toss around helping you?" As must as it annoyed him to no end that his mother told him that he wasn't going to be involved, but it didn't hurt to ask.
Giving him a soft smile, "Not at first, but who knows, I may request a practice dummy."
Snorting, Atlanna quickly covered her mouth when Arthur shot her a look, placing her hand on his shoulder, "My son, it is kind of you to offer, but right now Davina needs to focus on being comfortable with herself and gift, not be distracted by you." She said to him, giving her a stern look.
Davy swore she could feel her cheeks starting to heat up, blinking at her friends, then back at Arthur she couldn't help but feel a little exposed especially when he had that knowing smirk on his face. Rolling her eyes, Davy turned her attention back towards Tom only to find him sporting that same smirk that Arthur seemed to have on his face. Giving them both a look, Davy focused her attention back to Atlanna who was watching with amused but understanding eyes.
"Well, as wonderful as this has been, I need to get home, seems like I have a long day of training." Attempting to move off his lap but found his arm holding her waist a little tighter.
Moving to stand, Atlanna placed her hand on his shoulder, "Arthur, would you be so kind as to escort Davina home?" Chuckling a bit at the look of excitement on his face and the look of frustration on hers.
Tom watched as Arthur walked out the front door with Davina hand in his, "Is this your doing?" he asked her.
"No, this was all our son." Settling onto the sofa, Atlanna placed her head on his shoulder enjoying the peace that came from being with the love of her life. Sighing in contentment as Tom lightly petted her head, "Do you think that they shouldn't be together?" A little curious about what he thought of the union, she was 100% on board with it.
Kissing her temple, Tom pulled her a little closer to his chest, "I think that they will be good together." Glancing down, he found his wife smiling up at him, "Don't be so surprised, a blind person can see that she makes him happy." Closing his eyes, he leaned back against the cushions, "And anyone that can make you or our son happy, well they are good in my book."
Smiling at his words, Atlanna felt relief knowing that at least she and her husband were on board with this union, the only unknown was her father. Closing her eyes, she refused to worry about that now, because perhaps by the time he did come around in the spring, she would be more confident in herself and skills.
Snuggling a little deeper into Tom's chest, Atlanna let her body drift to sleep, thankful that Davina was willing to be trained and that by doing so, she was giving both a chance of happiness.
Arthur looked down at the woman in his arms, smiling at the way she used his arm as a pillow, it was something so simple, but it was one of the most intimate moments he's had in his adult life. Wrapping his other arm around her, he pulled her back closer to his chest, enjoying how in her sleep she was the most relaxed around him. Placing a soft kiss on her shoulder, Arthur settled himself onto the pillows. His only real thought was she said she would try if they took it slowly. So here he was lying in her bed, with her in his arms and there was nothing that could have made him happier.
If he was being honest with himself, he couldn't recall feeling this way when he was with Mera, there was some contentment but never true happiness. It wasn't something that he really wanted to think about again, especially since he was holding Davina.
However, it was such a drastic feeling he couldn't help but think about some of it, on the surface Mera seemed kind and caring, but underneath she enjoyed manipulating the people around her. It pissed him off knowing that he was one of the people that fell for her charms, but she was someone that was good at lying and hiding who she was.
Davina on the other hand, while she didn't tell him or his pop about her gifts, he knew that she wasn't doing it out of spite just fear. That is what really pissed him off, her father didn't know how to help her so instead of trying to help her figure it out he had her feeling like she was a time bomb. A part of him didn't want to blame the man, but constantly telling a kid that she was dangerous wasn't healthy, he was just grateful that she was willing to give his mom a chance to show her how to be fully in control of her powers.
Feeling her slightly adjusted, Arthur just smirked, gently holding her just a bit tighter he let his mind shut down, not wanting to think of anything so heavy before he dozed off. His last thought before the lull of sleep pulled him under was, he would do everything he could to support her in her new adventure even if that meant staying out of her training.
"Where the fuck did you get so much Atlantean steel?"
Glancing up from the circuit he was working on, David couldn't help but smirk. "That was a gift from one of those fucking fish people. Orm, he wanted me to kill his brother."
Billy lightly touched the metal, curious about if it would feel different then man-made steel, but to his surprise he couldn't tell the difference. Looking over his shoulder he found his mentor watching him intently, swallowing deeply, he couldn't help but be curious about why he was still working on it. "Did you, kill his brother?" he asked him.
Hissing, David turned slowly towards him, "No. That fucking fish is still alive." He growled out. Standing quickly, he made his way over to his suit, his fingers almost caressing the helmet. "But once I finish these improvements I won't be so easily beaten."
Nodding, Billy turned his attention back towards the suit, "Why do you hate him so much?" he asked him. While he wasn't a huge fan of the superheroes of world, he didn't really hate them. Hell, if it wasn't for the fucking money he wouldn't be here, but he had a lot of student loans to pay off and the companies he wanted to work for didn't even bother to interview him.
Pushing a few buttons, David watched as his suit opened slightly, stepping into it he was desperate to run the first tests since his fight with Arthur Curry all those months ago. Slipping on his helmet, David could only smile as the suit passed the initial startup sequence.
Turning toward Billy, smiling though the mask knowing that he wouldn't be able to see it, "That fucking monster left my father to die." He growled out. Raising his arm, he blasted a hole through the metal door, pleased to see that he was able to improve on its original design.
Covering his ears, Billy watched as David started to move and it was surprising how fluid the metal moved, never in his life had he seen anything like it. Rushing over towards the computer he quickly started to run diagnostics and as he watched all the numbers holding steady, he couldn't help but feel a little bad for Aquaman. But not too bad, if anyone a super or not killed someone he loved, he would be doing the exact same thing, hell he'd scorch the earth for his momma.
Sliding his glasses a little higher on his nose, Billy watched as David messed with the missile codes, "What exactly are you using those for?"
Relief filled him when the software properly integrated with the Atlantean tech, he was so thrilled that he barely heard Bill's question. Tilting his head, pleased to see that the sensors he put in the helmet were giving the readings of the man in front of him, hitting a few more buttons chuckling when the x-ray function activated. Holding up his wrist, "Insurance, if I can't kill him, I'll take out the whole fucking town."
Blinking rapidly, Billy wasn't sure how he felt about that, killing a super was one thing, killing a bunch of innocent people that was another. "You can't be serious?" Standing up from the chair, "You'd destroy a town just to punish one man?" He was taken back by how cold the man really was.
Moving quickly, David wrapped his hand around his throat lifting him off the ground. "Do you honestly think that I care about that?" Squeezing a little tighter, chuckling as the kid turned an interesting shade of blue. "If I can't kill him, knowing that he couldn't save his hometown, that would destroy him."
Billy clawed at the metal hand that held him, "Please." He gasped. Scared as black spots started to flash in front of his eyes.
"Your sentiment is a liability." Using the full force of his grip, David quickly crushed his larynx. Tossing the body to the floor, he watched in morbid fascination how he was choking on the blood filling his lungs. "Sorry kid, no one is going to ruin my plans. No one."
Stepping over the body, making a mental note to take care of it later, but he needed to get his suit off and run the final tests. He could almost taste it, in less than a month he would be ready to face Arthur again and he knew that even if he died, his fucking little town would be destroyed and that was enough for him.