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The wind pulled at Volya's greenish blond hair as she leapt from the stopping jeep with a happy grin. Her long blue and copper skirt danced around her legs as she moved, her yellow pullover hoodie clung to her body that was mostly average Volya. "Mila, I think someone had the same idea!" The nymph pointed to the eerie lights that waved in the wind. "I mean if you don't want the competition, I would be more than happy to just walk with you and molest you." Vee stared back at the jeep with a toothy grin, but her expression changed to one of surprise. "Oh!" She darted back to the jeep, climbing the same to feel around for an electric lantern and blankets. | The wind pulled at Volya's greenish blond hair as she leapt from the stopping jeep with a happy grin. Her long blue and copper skirt danced around her legs as she moved, her yellow pullover hoodie clung to her body that was mostly average Volya. "Mila, I think someone had the same idea!" The nymph pointed to the eerie lights that waved in the wind. "I mean if you don't want the competition, I would be more than happy to just walk with you and molest you." Vee stared back at the jeep with a toothy grin, but her expression changed to one of surprise. "Oh!" She darted back to the jeep, climbing the same to feel around for an electric lantern and blankets. | ||
− | Mila put the vehicle into full on park mode while watching where Volya darted after exiting the Jeep, as it just wouldn't do at all to run over her woman. "I can't remember a time I didn't appreciate competition, Vee. Though we could really scandalize them all and you can just molest me while we surf, and beat them, one fell swoop." Mila snickered and climbed out of the Jeep in a movement that was more of a short person's hop. Some | + | Mila put the vehicle into full on park mode while watching where Volya darted after exiting the Jeep, as it just wouldn't do at all to run over her woman. "I can't remember a time I didn't appreciate competition, Vee. Though we could really scandalize them all and you can just molest me while we surf, and beat them, one fell swoop." Mila snickered and climbed out of the Jeep in a movement that was more of a short person's hop. Some semblance of wanting to not stand out too much had Mila wearing a wet suit over her bikini, though it was the 'shorts' style of wet suit, with short sleeves and leg covering that ended a few inches above her knees. It had already been zipped up at home, as much to keep Volya's hands out of the top while they were driving as anything else. Randy post-partum Volya was something you had to keep in mind, all the time, or exist at your own peril. Walking barefoot across the parking area toward the beach, Mila kept her pace slow so vee could catch up. Once the green-blonde woman was near enough, Mila reached out to put her arm around volya's lower back, and put her hand under the blanket bundle to help her hold it up. "I'm honestly down for whatever, though a little dip would be nice. We've been watching over the reef, but not as much as we used to since Kanani showed up and glamoured up the place." |
Volya rose up to her toes, adding some graceful hops to her step as she caught up to Mila, smiling like a fool was she watched Mila in the darkness. Fumbling with the lantern, until Mila helped with the blanket, the switch clicked twice before the lantern came to life with its LED glow. "Uhh... Were we being loud? Your mother seemed irritated... I mean like more than usual irritated." Her eyes widened, "When she said we should go out, there is that weight of command. It may have just been me being me, but her tone had that coral edge to it, and she outright DECLARED she'd be watching our daughter." Vee blinked a couple times, "We can dip... Though my brain would be less brainy..." | Volya rose up to her toes, adding some graceful hops to her step as she caught up to Mila, smiling like a fool was she watched Mila in the darkness. Fumbling with the lantern, until Mila helped with the blanket, the switch clicked twice before the lantern came to life with its LED glow. "Uhh... Were we being loud? Your mother seemed irritated... I mean like more than usual irritated." Her eyes widened, "When she said we should go out, there is that weight of command. It may have just been me being me, but her tone had that coral edge to it, and she outright DECLARED she'd be watching our daughter." Vee blinked a couple times, "We can dip... Though my brain would be less brainy..." | ||
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In the distance, one of those chem light darted back and forth on a wave, until it curled over itself. Within that black tube of water, a light came on, illuminating the shadowy surfer within it flew down the tube. | In the distance, one of those chem light darted back and forth on a wave, until it curled over itself. Within that black tube of water, a light came on, illuminating the shadowy surfer within it flew down the tube. | ||
− | Mila snickered, though she did her best to hide the smile creeping over her face. "Uh, that was Mom being Mom? She's always spiny. You just have to understand that everything can piss her off, everything but little Nani, at least. I can't imagine she was anywhere near this happy with a creature ever, especially not me and Keha..." Mila squeezed Volya a bit closer, then kissed the back of her shoulder. "She probably just wants us to make another one before we forget how. I think she'd be happy with an army of our little babies taking over the island and eventually the sea around the island. It'd be like one of those moms that wants a basketball team full of grandchildren, but there's no bench and there's no limit to how many people she can have on the team." Mila turned her eyes to follow the movement of | + | Mila snickered, though she did her best to hide the smile creeping over her face. "Uh, that was Mom being Mom? She's always spiny. You just have to understand that everything can piss her off, everything but little Nani, at least. I can't imagine she was anywhere near this happy with a creature ever, especially not me and Keha..." Mila squeezed Volya a bit closer, then kissed the back of her shoulder. "She probably just wants us to make another one before we forget how. I think she'd be happy with an army of our little babies taking over the island and eventually the sea around the island. It'd be like one of those moms that wants a basketball team full of grandchildren, but there's no bench and there's no limit to how many people she can have on the team." Mila turned her eyes to follow the movement of glow stick on the water, watching as the surfer illuminated the curling wave over them. "They're looking pretty good out there, which is nice to see. I hate it when the night surfers just start looking like someone doing finger painting, really hard, on a wall." She grinned, then looked back to Vee, giving her a wink. "I'm fine with you being brainy at the moment, we can chill. The beach isn't leaving." |
Volya grinned as she was kissed on the back. "A basketball team? She has so little faith in the potential of our reproduction. I mean... We could definitely fill up a whole war canoe." Though her tone was joking, she paused to thorough chew on her lip as they walked. It took several seconds of staring at Mila, before she broke the silence of wind with a laugh. "She definitely thinks we're somehow cheating with four breasts, but I know she's jealous." Her gaze tracked to the water, and the illuminated tube the surfer was traveling down. "I mean I'm still brainy under the waves, I just get distracted... I mean I just did that one little spell to illuminate the pixies, and I was antsy... And horny. Very horny." Vee shook her head. "Summer does not have negative feelings about the concept of a war canoe..." Her lips tightened, "Do you think your mother spoke to one of my bosses? It doesn't seem beneath her, but I'm probably just being paranoid, and forgetting that I have the hottest akua akua on the waves." Volya scanned the breath, "Near or far from there." | Volya grinned as she was kissed on the back. "A basketball team? She has so little faith in the potential of our reproduction. I mean... We could definitely fill up a whole war canoe." Though her tone was joking, she paused to thorough chew on her lip as they walked. It took several seconds of staring at Mila, before she broke the silence of wind with a laugh. "She definitely thinks we're somehow cheating with four breasts, but I know she's jealous." Her gaze tracked to the water, and the illuminated tube the surfer was traveling down. "I mean I'm still brainy under the waves, I just get distracted... I mean I just did that one little spell to illuminate the pixies, and I was antsy... And horny. Very horny." Vee shook her head. "Summer does not have negative feelings about the concept of a war canoe..." Her lips tightened, "Do you think your mother spoke to one of my bosses? It doesn't seem beneath her, but I'm probably just being paranoid, and forgetting that I have the hottest akua akua on the waves." Volya scanned the breath, "Near or far from there." | ||
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"I was saying that she had aspirations of an entire legion, babe. Like some Grandmothers have aspirations of a whole basketball team. Trust me, she won't think we fulfilled our potential until your uterus falls out of your body too used to continue producing bebes." Mila snorted and rubbed her cheek against Volya's shoulder, still grinning. "I don't think she has to talk to your bosses for them to be on board with your solidifying the summer stance with the protector of all things spiny in the sea. They probably find that shit just fine, and figure it out for themselves without any help from my mama." Mila let out a low, rumbling chuckle and looked at Volya for a long moment, raising a brow. "It helps that there isn't a hotter nymph on the planet, or a hotter blonde for that matter. we have plenty of drive all by ourselves without any goddesses or magic getting in there, Vee. We're just fine." When the man surfing came up to shore, Mila let out a little war whoop. "Neeeeeeyeahhh! Nicely done man, way to wave!" | "I was saying that she had aspirations of an entire legion, babe. Like some Grandmothers have aspirations of a whole basketball team. Trust me, she won't think we fulfilled our potential until your uterus falls out of your body too used to continue producing bebes." Mila snorted and rubbed her cheek against Volya's shoulder, still grinning. "I don't think she has to talk to your bosses for them to be on board with your solidifying the summer stance with the protector of all things spiny in the sea. They probably find that shit just fine, and figure it out for themselves without any help from my mama." Mila let out a low, rumbling chuckle and looked at Volya for a long moment, raising a brow. "It helps that there isn't a hotter nymph on the planet, or a hotter blonde for that matter. we have plenty of drive all by ourselves without any goddesses or magic getting in there, Vee. We're just fine." When the man surfing came up to shore, Mila let out a little war whoop. "Neeeeeeyeahhh! Nicely done man, way to wave!" | ||
− | Volya's eyes widen in the attempt to express horror of the concept of her uterus, but the corners of her mouth fought to rise. "As if my uterus would quit you like that. We're totally having twins next time to show your mother how it should be done." A dark chuckle escaped Vee, and she shifted the bundle on her arm, along with the | + | Volya's eyes widen in the attempt to express horror of the concept of her uterus, but the corners of her mouth fought to rise. "As if my uterus would quit you like that. We're totally having twins next time to show your mother how it should be done." A dark chuckle escaped Vee, and she shifted the bundle on her arm, along with the lantern to take hold of Mila's rear end. Then her lovesick smile returned, "I think you're biased, because I had your baby. The doula is totally hotness to the point that I thought your mother was going to jump her while I was in labor. I mean she could have, because I was seriously preoccupied at the time. Us nymphs are so easy... I'm more like a rose bud compared to her full bloom." She shook her head, her attention shifting to the surfer coming ashore, and she let out a long and sharp whistle of approval. |
− | The individual surfer hopped off his board, pushing back the wet tendrils of hair from his face, before picking up his board and he waded in towards shore. He was clothed in a full | + | The individual surfer hopped off his board, pushing back the wet tendrils of hair from his face, before picking up his board and he waded in towards shore. He was clothed in a full wet suit over his wirey body. His mouth stretched into a smile before it was illuminated by the lantern. "Aloha Sheilas, bugger if I thought there would be any cheers from shore, thought it may be in my head." His accent was Australian, and he breathed out a laugh. "Sorry, my heart is still pounding in my ears, I need some water before I off and pass out." He gestured towards a group of stakes closer together, giving light to a blanket and a couple packs. "The tide is holding, so the sets have been fuckin' awesome." |
− | "I don't mind that you're easy, the truth of it is that I hardly noticed the Doula, she's not my Vee. And she's not nearly so hot as you. She looks like every other Hawaiian or Tongan on the island. Mom goes for that, though, even if she did pick a white guy to make bebes with." Mila snickered darkly and shrugged her shoulder. The ass in question under Vee's palm flexed with an easy sort of | + | "I don't mind that you're easy, the truth of it is that I hardly noticed the Doula, she's not my Vee. And she's not nearly so hot as you. She looks like every other Hawaiian or Tongan on the island. Mom goes for that, though, even if she did pick a white guy to make bebes with." Mila snickered darkly and shrugged her shoulder. The ass in question under Vee's palm flexed with an easy sort of muscularity as they walked toward the water, and the illuminated area in question, as well as the surfer. "I'm glad that Kanani's birth didn't turn into something more along the lines of a Hawaiian orgy though. It was supposed to be special because you were having our baby, and it was special. Though I'm pretty sure mom brought the Doula home with her to dad, he didn't even text after that first check in the day after Nani was born. He was probably exhausted." Mila huffed a dark laugh, amused beyond reason at the concept of her poor father in that particular situation. As the Aussie addressed them, Mila gave him a big smile, flashing teeth as a white counterpoint to her dark, caramel skin. "She's good to surfers this time of year. Getting close to where she gives us a real challenge, though. Glad to see someone from out of town braving the night surf, or at least, glad to see someone that knows what they're doing from out of town braving the night surf." Mila said the last sardonically, as saving night surfers was almost a pastime for any Oahu born surfers. |
− | Vee squinting her eyes to concentrate as she followed Mila's words even her fingers began to kneed that flexing glut of Mila. "The concept of celebrating a new life with an orgy doesn't feel foreign. Though I found the experience rather peaceful once it was done. And we... WE had a baby. Kanani is ours, though I'm willing to accept that her eyes are mine or your father's, we'll have to see what hue is ultimately hers." Volya's fingers gripped a bit tighter, then her fingers relaxed as she realized another human being existed in their immediate vicinity besides Mila, and she gently cleared her throat, looking at the man. "My | + | Vee squinting her eyes to concentrate as she followed Mila's words even her fingers began to kneed that flexing glut of Mila. "The concept of celebrating a new life with an orgy doesn't feel foreign. Though I found the experience rather peaceful once it was done. And we... WE had a baby. Kanani is ours, though I'm willing to accept that her eyes are mine or your father's, we'll have to see what hue is ultimately hers." Volya's fingers gripped a bit tighter, then her fingers relaxed as she realized another human being existed in their immediate vicinity besides Mila, and she gently cleared her throat, looking at the man. "My night sight is depressing, so the impression of awesomeness was felt." |
The Aussie laughed and shook his head. "I won't pretend I always know this beach, but I've surfed it every year at this time for a bloody decade. I know I'm crazy to do it at night, but really there's no rush like it." He left out a long sigh of post-excitement, and glanced back to the water. | The Aussie laughed and shook his head. "I won't pretend I always know this beach, but I've surfed it every year at this time for a bloody decade. I know I'm crazy to do it at night, but really there's no rush like it." He left out a long sigh of post-excitement, and glanced back to the water. | ||
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There was another green glow racing and carving along the face a wave. "And not quite mad enough to do it alone. And who doesn't want to get wet with the Vans Triple coming up." | There was another green glow racing and carving along the face a wave. "And not quite mad enough to do it alone. And who doesn't want to get wet with the Vans Triple coming up." | ||
− | Mila nodded and flashed Volya a wide smile. "I'm looking | + | Mila nodded and flashed Volya a wide smile. "I'm looking forward to all the things we'll learn about her as she grows up. And all the things we'll learn about us. They say you never actually know yourself until you teach someone else how to be in the world. You give them the things you think you know, and teach them with hopes, show them your dreams. And you just in the end want to do it all better than your own parents did it." Mila's smile twisted to something a little sardonic at that. "Not that mine are going to have any shortage of influence in Nani's existence and life in general." She huffed a laugh and then looked back to the Aussie night surfer. "You've got the right of it there, though I don't go a day without needing to feel the water over my skin, or I itch like a crackhead, neh?" Mila grinned and looked back at the other glowing stick racing along the water. "Good to go out in doubles, yeah. I go out alone sometimes, but only if I'm feeling like I've got the upper hand on it. Usually I like to have buddies, because it's just a good plan. And being someone else's night surfing buddy is pretty awesome, you get to figure out how in tune they are with the big sea." |
− | Volya grinned, "The bees like her, and so do Bellatrix and Beefasaurus. I think even Old Soot likes her, mostly because he doesn't try to startle me when I've taken Nani to Wren's farm. It's like he knows I would go all Russian momma bear on him." She giggled, "But when I don't have her, he comes back with a | + | Volya grinned, "The bees like her, and so do Bellatrix and Beefasaurus. I think even Old Soot likes her, mostly because he doesn't try to startle me when I've taken Nani to Wren's farm. It's like he knows I would go all Russian momma bear on him." She giggled, "But when I don't have her, he comes back with a vengeance, like I owe him extra screams." A gasp escaped her, "Oh my god, he has some new kids now. They are jet black like him, and they are CUTEST creatures on the planet, continuously hopping and butting heads. I would totally have one as a pet if they didn't eat plants." Her expression twisted in pain, then her eyes when back to the Aussie, "I get distracted easily, sorry. You said Vans Triple? As in of surfing, because that is totally awesome, I can't miss it. Awwww..." Her eyes got wide and shiny, "Nani's first Vans. I won't pretend she is going to care that much, but I'm taking pictures dammit." |
"Oh, right on. Better to have someone that can drag you to shore, or call the guard if you go under." The Aussie bent down to detach the ankle strap, and laughed. "If I'm imposing, my apologies, but you are welcome to join us, even better if you have your boards. Shame about that fire ban though. That breeze is cutting." He smiled widely, walking his board over to plant it in the sand, kicking a bit more onto the base. | "Oh, right on. Better to have someone that can drag you to shore, or call the guard if you go under." The Aussie bent down to detach the ankle strap, and laughed. "If I'm imposing, my apologies, but you are welcome to join us, even better if you have your boards. Shame about that fire ban though. That breeze is cutting." He smiled widely, walking his board over to plant it in the sand, kicking a bit more onto the base. | ||
− | The second surfer dropped into the tube, and again a brilliant blue light came out, shining through that foamy tube as it | + | The second surfer dropped into the tube, and again a brilliant blue light came out, shining through that foamy tube as it traveled down the wave. To Mila's vision, there was so much calm in the other surfer, as comfortable as being in the womb without a shift in course as if she had picked a line before the wave had decided how it was going to fold. |
"I'm sure he just gets a kick out of the fact that you notice him at all, and he likely is already planning what he's going to do to Nani once she's walking... though I daresay he hasn't dealt with someone like a childhood me if he's expecting to get away with any of it. She'll probably steal his horns." Mila's eyes glinted a little with humor in the slight glow of the sticks held up around the little surf camp the Aussie had erected. "And yeah, Vans triple is coming up.. then we've got the big event a little later. Thank akua and all the akua for the big waves in the Wintertime." Mila leaned her head back and took a deep breath of said 'cutting' breeze, then looked back at the guest to her island and gave him an invigorated smile. "The breeze might be cutting, but that's why you get back to a hut or an apartment or hotel room after you're done and warm up using their legal fires." She winked to him and then turned her attention to the woman out in the waves, giving a low whistle under her breath. "Well that one was born swimming. Nice to see I wasn't the only one." | "I'm sure he just gets a kick out of the fact that you notice him at all, and he likely is already planning what he's going to do to Nani once she's walking... though I daresay he hasn't dealt with someone like a childhood me if he's expecting to get away with any of it. She'll probably steal his horns." Mila's eyes glinted a little with humor in the slight glow of the sticks held up around the little surf camp the Aussie had erected. "And yeah, Vans triple is coming up.. then we've got the big event a little later. Thank akua and all the akua for the big waves in the Wintertime." Mila leaned her head back and took a deep breath of said 'cutting' breeze, then looked back at the guest to her island and gave him an invigorated smile. "The breeze might be cutting, but that's why you get back to a hut or an apartment or hotel room after you're done and warm up using their legal fires." She winked to him and then turned her attention to the woman out in the waves, giving a low whistle under her breath. "Well that one was born swimming. Nice to see I wasn't the only one." | ||
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Volya gave an energetic nod to Mila, "I won't go so far as to say that he is evil, but he's also not good either, and definitely otherworldly, but always planning." A laugh slipped out, "Nani is sweet, and you know it. She probably try to give Soot a drooly kiss on the nose... Which I would discourage, because of where that nose has been." The idea of the 'Big Event' caused Volya is grin, and squeeze Mila's rear again. Her eyes darted to the Aussie, "Are you going to be trying out for Quiksilver?" She gave Mila's ass another squeeze, before retreating from the woman into the wind to open up the blanket and set it out. | Volya gave an energetic nod to Mila, "I won't go so far as to say that he is evil, but he's also not good either, and definitely otherworldly, but always planning." A laugh slipped out, "Nani is sweet, and you know it. She probably try to give Soot a drooly kiss on the nose... Which I would discourage, because of where that nose has been." The idea of the 'Big Event' caused Volya is grin, and squeeze Mila's rear again. Her eyes darted to the Aussie, "Are you going to be trying out for Quiksilver?" She gave Mila's ass another squeeze, before retreating from the woman into the wind to open up the blanket and set it out. | ||
− | The Aussie | + | The Aussie squeegeed some of the water off his legs and hands, "Bro, the Quicksilver would be a dream. I have never qualified, but those waves... Pure blue calling, I can't head but be hyponotized. Even if I made it, only to crash and burn, it would be awesome." Moving over to his pack, he pulled out a thermos and jug of water, but his attention was back of the waves. "That one has a chance though, she puts me to shame." |
− | The other surfer in her yellow swimsuit leaned her head back as she lowered her body within the collapsing tube, her hand touched the board as the light went out and two meeting tubes collapsed over top of her, and her board | + | The other surfer in her yellow swimsuit leaned her head back as she lowered her body within the collapsing tube, her hand touched the board as the light went out and two meeting tubes collapsed over top of her, and her board emerged with her on top and she cut back on the foaming break taking that wave towards the rocky shoreline with surety. |
Mila snickered sharply and threw her head back. "Oh man, it'd just improve her immunity babe, never stop the girl from giving drooly kisses wherever she will. She needs to be strong." Mila gave Volya a wink before slapping her soundly on the ass as Volya moved to set up her blanket for sitting. "Quicksilver's one of those that I love every time it happens, then when we don't get it, we all sit around on the beach lamenting for its loss, like a wake." Mila looked over at the Aussie and gave him a grin. "I've participated in it about 6 times, haven't won, but I've sure as hell loved every minute of being out there in those waves taller than many of the buildings on this side of the island. I always make the joke to Vee here that I can see my house from there." Mila chortled at the little joke, then glanced out at the incoming, yellow clad, surfer. "Cool, I always like meeting new people that will be heavy competition, it helps me step up my game so I can try to push higher, further... sometimes harder." | Mila snickered sharply and threw her head back. "Oh man, it'd just improve her immunity babe, never stop the girl from giving drooly kisses wherever she will. She needs to be strong." Mila gave Volya a wink before slapping her soundly on the ass as Volya moved to set up her blanket for sitting. "Quicksilver's one of those that I love every time it happens, then when we don't get it, we all sit around on the beach lamenting for its loss, like a wake." Mila looked over at the Aussie and gave him a grin. "I've participated in it about 6 times, haven't won, but I've sure as hell loved every minute of being out there in those waves taller than many of the buildings on this side of the island. I always make the joke to Vee here that I can see my house from there." Mila chortled at the little joke, then glanced out at the incoming, yellow clad, surfer. "Cool, I always like meeting new people that will be heavy competition, it helps me step up my game so I can try to push higher, further... sometimes harder." | ||
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The blonde surfer in yellow, panting from the excitement, she offered a thousand watt smile to the two women. "I didn't expect to see anyone on the Volcanic Beach, but that's so cool..." Laughter bubbled out of her as she planted her board into the ground. "Hola... Aloha." An angelic eyebrow raised as she glanced at the Aussie, her own accent placed more from Cali, then she looked back to Mila and Volya. "Six times qualified? I've mostly stayed to the Atlantic for competitions, but my heart has always been in these waters. Cold and invigorating." She shed the water off her toned legs with the blade of hand, undoing the ankle strap, then moved to do the same with her arms. "We're not on your secret spot, are we?" A chuckle escaped her, and she shook her head. "People are great, but night surfing out here, you can forget the world exists, you know." | The blonde surfer in yellow, panting from the excitement, she offered a thousand watt smile to the two women. "I didn't expect to see anyone on the Volcanic Beach, but that's so cool..." Laughter bubbled out of her as she planted her board into the ground. "Hola... Aloha." An angelic eyebrow raised as she glanced at the Aussie, her own accent placed more from Cali, then she looked back to Mila and Volya. "Six times qualified? I've mostly stayed to the Atlantic for competitions, but my heart has always been in these waters. Cold and invigorating." She shed the water off her toned legs with the blade of hand, undoing the ankle strap, then moved to do the same with her arms. "We're not on your secret spot, are we?" A chuckle escaped her, and she shook her head. "People are great, but night surfing out here, you can forget the world exists, you know." | ||
− | Mila looked over at Volya with a rather knowing grin, her eyes glittering a touch as she watched the poor woman try to sort herself out enough to lay a blanket down. Yes, Mila was obviously enjoying herself, as she shifted her hips a little and spread her legs, giving her a definite, real, gap between her legs so the moon and stars could better highlight her form for Volya to look at while she stood over her. Mila looked over at the Aussie and flashed him a wider smile, though it definitely contained a little oddly male | + | Mila looked over at Volya with a rather knowing grin, her eyes glittering a touch as she watched the poor woman try to sort herself out enough to lay a blanket down. Yes, Mila was obviously enjoying herself, as she shifted her hips a little and spread her legs, giving her a definite, real, gap between her legs so the moon and stars could better highlight her form for Volya to look at while she stood over her. Mila looked over at the Aussie and flashed him a wider smile, though it definitely contained a little oddly male camaraderieie in it, as if she was about to start pointing out the fine titties in the area. Clearing her throat, Mila finally shrugged a bit. "Never can tell, with the Quicksilver it's all about whether the waves get high enough, and then don't get too high for females to ride without breaking their pelvises." Mila shuddered at that thought. Blinking it away, she turned her attention to the surfer coming in off the water and gave her a smile. "Aloha. And not our secret spot, though it's a rarely visited one. Only the truly pupule surf here off this coast, even in the daylight. At night, that's something for those already certified that have just escaped an asylum. So yeah... I definitely surf here, but surfing water's for sharing, not for hoarding." Mila winked. "I'm Mila, by the way. This is Vee. I hope we didn't actually interrupt you two, I know surfing's great for getting the blood going and a little late night shimmy on the beach can do a world of good for the health." |
− | The Aussie shook his head, and smile. "Mila and Vee, it's nice to meet you. I'm Oliver and this is... Well, as I said Amelia." He reached over for the bag of trail mix and opened it to take handful of salty treats to start munching on. A chuckle escaped him, "Yeah, I've been | + | The Aussie shook his head, and smile. "Mila and Vee, it's nice to meet you. I'm Oliver and this is... Well, as I said Amelia." He reached over for the bag of trail mix and opened it to take handful of salty treats to start munching on. A chuckle escaped him, "Yeah, I've been snorkeling here the last two days to get an idea of the rocks and eddies. Bloody gorgeous place to pick to die really." He shook his head as he lowering him onto their blanket to sit down and much as the trial mix. |
− | Amelia offered a friend smile, "So only the crazies come and surf here? But who doesn't think about heading out to sea when they hear a 7.0 dropped along the Ring of Fire?" Cheerful laughter spilled from her, and she covered her mouth to collect herself. "Every sane person surely." Her green eyes shifted from Volya to Mila, settling there. "So what is it about you that carries you? Lust, or invulnerability?" Reaching up to her neck, her fingers pinched the zipper on her | + | Amelia offered a friend smile, "So only the crazies come and surf here? But who doesn't think about heading out to sea when they hear a 7.0 dropped along the Ring of Fire?" Cheerful laughter spilled from her, and she covered her mouth to collect herself. "Every sane person surely." Her green eyes shifted from Volya to Mila, settling there. "So what is it about you that carries you? Lust, or invulnerability?" Reaching up to her neck, her fingers pinched the zipper on her wet suit, and drew in down her chest. She turned as bare feminine mounds poured into freedom, nipples tightening from the shock of cold, and then she walked to one of the bags, pulling her arms free of the wet suit, rolling her hips to escape the confines the warming rubber. |
− | Volya pulled the lantern aside, her eyes affixed on the posing | + | Volya pulled the lantern aside, her eyes affixed on the posing Mila. Her mouth opened to form a word, but it only came out as a throaty tone. She blinked a couple of times to try to find some clarity. "I don't know if that, ummm, makes it safe..." She tried to follow the conversation until the peeling yellow took her attention for a split second, and her eyes stayed affixed on Mila. Vee combed her fingers back into her wind pulled hair to hold it back. An impish grin appeared on her lips, lifting her rear off her ankles to shift her knees wide and let the wind play underneath her and pull at her long skirt. |
"There are far worse places to die, that's for sure. If I was going to choose any of them it'd be in the water, without a doubt. Nice to meet you Oliver and Amelia. Glad you two had a chance to come let your pupule haole fly in Oahu. Not everyone gets that in their life, but I'm betting a lot more could benefit from it." Mila grinned before she let out a soft chuckle. "Still, if everyone tried to get the crazy out the same way, this place would soon be called 'Dead Haole Beach' by the locals and we'd be having a shit ton more funerals on the island... and the beach would get patrolled a lot more often." Mila looked over at Amelia and shrugged, still grinning. "I don't think about what calls me out here, I just come when it calls. 7 foot waves call everyone with the ocean in their blood, and I won't deny that mine runs with the tides." Mila didn't react to the woman unzipping her top, having been around surf society for enough years that it was as if the beach was the locker room for any girls and boys mixed team. The number of tits, pussies, and dicks she'd seen were not small, and she was Hawaiian, after all. Looking back over to Volya, Mila eyed her and raised a brow at her, finally snorting at the display. "Though crazy comes in all forms, like my pupule wahine here. She's crazy in all the best ways, most haoles can't compare at all." Mila took a step forward and bent down at the waist, planting a kiss solidly at the now exposed side of Volya's neck, and soundly too. | "There are far worse places to die, that's for sure. If I was going to choose any of them it'd be in the water, without a doubt. Nice to meet you Oliver and Amelia. Glad you two had a chance to come let your pupule haole fly in Oahu. Not everyone gets that in their life, but I'm betting a lot more could benefit from it." Mila grinned before she let out a soft chuckle. "Still, if everyone tried to get the crazy out the same way, this place would soon be called 'Dead Haole Beach' by the locals and we'd be having a shit ton more funerals on the island... and the beach would get patrolled a lot more often." Mila looked over at Amelia and shrugged, still grinning. "I don't think about what calls me out here, I just come when it calls. 7 foot waves call everyone with the ocean in their blood, and I won't deny that mine runs with the tides." Mila didn't react to the woman unzipping her top, having been around surf society for enough years that it was as if the beach was the locker room for any girls and boys mixed team. The number of tits, pussies, and dicks she'd seen were not small, and she was Hawaiian, after all. Looking back over to Volya, Mila eyed her and raised a brow at her, finally snorting at the display. "Though crazy comes in all forms, like my pupule wahine here. She's crazy in all the best ways, most haoles can't compare at all." Mila took a step forward and bent down at the waist, planting a kiss solidly at the now exposed side of Volya's neck, and soundly too. | ||
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Oliver continued munching on his trail mix, his eyes moving to the stripping Amelia as she searched her back for a long take. Shifting in his seat, his attention went back to Mila and Volya. "That's not fair, it would just be white blokes that would end up washed up on these beaches. Your people took one look at that ocean, and grabbed an oar and a canoe." He chuckled, and gesturing to himself, "My family came Down Under by way of poor financial planning and chains, then stayed for the spiders." He laughed and tossed another handful of trail mix into his mouth, before leaning out over the blanket to set it within reach of Volya and Mila, and then righting himself. | Oliver continued munching on his trail mix, his eyes moving to the stripping Amelia as she searched her back for a long take. Shifting in his seat, his attention went back to Mila and Volya. "That's not fair, it would just be white blokes that would end up washed up on these beaches. Your people took one look at that ocean, and grabbed an oar and a canoe." He chuckled, and gesturing to himself, "My family came Down Under by way of poor financial planning and chains, then stayed for the spiders." He laughed and tossed another handful of trail mix into his mouth, before leaning out over the blanket to set it within reach of Volya and Mila, and then righting himself. | ||
− | Amelia continued to strip herself bare, rubbing her | + | Amelia continued to strip herself bare, rubbing her bare skin, focusing on the lines of her sleeves and shorts. She smiled, "So I should thank the lack of crazy for the absence of patrols? Happy to catch my sets in peace, save for Oliver's nerves when the fish nibbled on him. Such a pussy." She chuckled and stuck her tongue out at him childishly, and then reached into her bag for a towel. "Dick is probably more right, my labia have never retreated because of a splash of chilly water." She laughed as she toweled herself off. |
Volya gave off a million watt as Mila planted a kiss on the back of her. A shiver ran through her body, and she nibbled on her lip to collect herself. "Surf crazy is some of the best crazy that I can think of. Then again, I'm a total bunny. I'm just happy when I don't bring Mila off the board when we're going tandem." Her eyes went to naked Amelia in the glow of lantern light, her brow coming together as she attempted to pick ready flaws in her form. Her attention shifted to the trail mix of nuts, melba toast, and rye chips, and she shook her head. "No, but thank you." She offered a warm smile to Oliver, then looked back up to Mila, her smile quickly building to a grin. "My akua wahina is both wonderful and terrible. I mean I love to watch her surf, but there isn't much to see at night from the shore." | Volya gave off a million watt as Mila planted a kiss on the back of her. A shiver ran through her body, and she nibbled on her lip to collect herself. "Surf crazy is some of the best crazy that I can think of. Then again, I'm a total bunny. I'm just happy when I don't bring Mila off the board when we're going tandem." Her eyes went to naked Amelia in the glow of lantern light, her brow coming together as she attempted to pick ready flaws in her form. Her attention shifted to the trail mix of nuts, melba toast, and rye chips, and she shook her head. "No, but thank you." She offered a warm smile to Oliver, then looked back up to Mila, her smile quickly building to a grin. "My akua wahina is both wonderful and terrible. I mean I love to watch her surf, but there isn't much to see at night from the shore." | ||
− | "At least I try to remember to wear the glow sticks when I'm out there so you can tell where I am, and you can see the waves glow when I go under the canopy." Mila winked at Volya and stood back up to her full, albeit not-so-imposing, height, and set her hand on Volya's shoulder, letting her thumb stroke up and down the back of her favorite blonde's neck. "And not everyone is as lucky as I am when it comes to the bunnies that choose to flock. I just happened to be smart enough to basically put a ring on it, and a kid in it." Mila chuckled and shifted a little so that her legs were pressed in against Volya, leaving her hand where it was as she looked over at Oliver and shook her head. "Nah, thank you for the offer, though. I've got some fish jerky if you guys wanted any meat, but I really don't bring much more than that and water out when I'm going to possibly hit the waves, and I definitely don't eat much more than that before I even get into the crush." Mila shrugged slightly and maintained her grin, looking over at | + | "At least I try to remember to wear the glow sticks when I'm out there so you can tell where I am, and you can see the waves glow when I go under the canopy." Mila winked at Volya and stood back up to her full, albeit not-so-imposing, height, and set her hand on Volya's shoulder, letting her thumb stroke up and down the back of her favorite blonde's neck. "And not everyone is as lucky as I am when it comes to the bunnies that choose to flock. I just happened to be smart enough to basically put a ring on it, and a kid in it." Mila chuckled and shifted a little so that her legs were pressed in against Volya, leaving her hand where it was as she looked over at Oliver and shook her head. "Nah, thank you for the offer, though. I've got some fish jerky if you guys wanted any meat, but I really don't bring much more than that and water out when I'm going to possibly hit the waves, and I definitely don't eat much more than that before I even get into the crush." Mila shrugged slightly and maintained her grin, looking over at Amelia to nod at her. "I've met far more dudes who have sex organs that shrink up compared to the wahines, its true. And the fish nibbles or the shark headbutts are just their way of welcoming you for being brave enough to surf their reef. Usually this place is just around for snorkelers and people gawking from the shallows." |
− | The Volcanic Beach was completely lacking of permanent settlement, save for the 4x4 trails that led to the area. There was post-midnight darkness with a chilly wind coming down from the mountains towards the beach. The tide was high and slack which allowed the roaring waves crash into the shore without impediment. With Winter on its way and the winds shifting, their proportions edged towards insanity for anyone that had the mind to ride them. Wooden stakes had been planted into the sand with | + | The Volcanic Beach was completely lacking of permanent settlement, save for the 4x4 trails that led to the area. There was post-midnight darkness with a chilly wind coming down from the mountains towards the beach. The tide was high and slack which allowed the roaring waves crash into the shore without impediment. With Winter on its way and the winds shifting, their proportions edged towards insanity for anyone that had the mind to ride them. Wooden stakes had been planted into the sand with chem-lights hanging off of them, acting as a beacons for anyone on the water. At the center of the lamp posts, were two blankets with four individuals gathered without the glow of an electric lantern. A jeep was parked within a short walk to the blankets. |
− | Oliver, a dirty curly haired blonde Aussie was dressed in a short sleeved | + | Oliver, a dirty curly haired blonde Aussie was dressed in a short sleeved wet suit, nodded as he picked up the trial mix, and closed it up to set back into his bag. "If you're going out, I'm definitely staying for your sets." A dry chuckle came out, "I'd love to go out again, but there's tempting fate, and farther tempting fate with your muscles are still noodles. At least my heart has calmed down." He smirked, "A bit of Noah boop is the cost of the game. Sure, tigers lean to a bit more aggression, but the reason I like Hawaii and South Africa is the lack of bulls. Those ones are far too curious for my liking, and likely to decide you're as good as snags." He looked up at Amelia, "I guessing you're calling it too, right?" Oliver nodded, I'd be good with some jerky." |
− | Amelia finished drying, and wiped the towel around her bare body. Her blonde eyebrows lifted as she regarded Oliver, "Seeing that you decided to take a break, I thought I'd do the same." A happy giggle came from her, "But someone else is going out again, I'm totally going again. The tide is settled and the sets are amazing." Her lips pulled into a wide smile as she looked back to Volya and Mila, "Unless you think I'd be cramping your style, of course. I took the last set, so you're welcome to have first pick." She offered a cheerful nod to Mila and Volya, "I mean I'm jealous, two hot chicks finding each other on the beach and having a kid. It's awesome really. The Aussies and | + | Amelia finished drying, and wiped the towel around her bare body. Her blonde eyebrows lifted as she regarded Oliver, "Seeing that you decided to take a break, I thought I'd do the same." A happy giggle came from her, "But someone else is going out again, I'm totally going again. The tide is settled and the sets are amazing." Her lips pulled into a wide smile as she looked back to Volya and Mila, "Unless you think I'd be cramping your style, of course. I took the last set, so you're welcome to have first pick." She offered a cheerful nod to Mila and Volya, "I mean I'm jealous, two hot chicks finding each other on the beach and having a kid. It's awesome really. The Aussies and Kiwis are still slow in that department sadly." |
Volya leaned back into Mila grinning, "Rings are stupid, the natives had a long standing tradition of assuming if people were having sex, they were married. And the fact we have a kid is all the evidence I ever need." The smile drained out as she glanced back the jeep, "Should I get the jerky? I kind of want to get the jerky too." Vee's eyebrow came together as it require some brain power to decide if that's what she wanted. Her eyes flicked over Amelia drying and wrapping up, then back to Oliver, "I'll get the jerky!" Vee rose up to her feet in a smooth motion, a delighted giggle slipping out as shivered under Mila's touch and turned around. "Yes, the light helps for me to track you, but really it's the thought of you on the water that keeps me watching... Waiting..." Her blue eyes darted to the side and back, "It makes me all swimmy." A bright giggle slipped out of Vee, as she captured the back of Mila's head to pull her into a kiss, Vee's tongue immediately invaded Mila's mouth hungrily as she pressed her body to her Akau wahine's. There was a flare of feminine excitement, and she moaned into Mila's mouth before breaking away and bowing as she backed up, panting. "So easy." Vee giggled and bound back towards the jeep, her long skirt dancing around her legs as she moved, and she waved her hoodie covered arms. "I'll get your board!" | Volya leaned back into Mila grinning, "Rings are stupid, the natives had a long standing tradition of assuming if people were having sex, they were married. And the fact we have a kid is all the evidence I ever need." The smile drained out as she glanced back the jeep, "Should I get the jerky? I kind of want to get the jerky too." Vee's eyebrow came together as it require some brain power to decide if that's what she wanted. Her eyes flicked over Amelia drying and wrapping up, then back to Oliver, "I'll get the jerky!" Vee rose up to her feet in a smooth motion, a delighted giggle slipping out as shivered under Mila's touch and turned around. "Yes, the light helps for me to track you, but really it's the thought of you on the water that keeps me watching... Waiting..." Her blue eyes darted to the side and back, "It makes me all swimmy." A bright giggle slipped out of Vee, as she captured the back of Mila's head to pull her into a kiss, Vee's tongue immediately invaded Mila's mouth hungrily as she pressed her body to her Akau wahine's. There was a flare of feminine excitement, and she moaned into Mila's mouth before breaking away and bowing as she backed up, panting. "So easy." Vee giggled and bound back towards the jeep, her long skirt dancing around her legs as she moved, and she waved her hoodie covered arms. "I'll get your board!" | ||
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− | Mila held a decidedly amused expression as Volya gave voice to the internal process of debating whether or not she was going to run up to the Jeep and get the jerky from it. Of course, one doesn't let a kiss from their gorgeous other of significance go unrequited, and Mila even managed to work in a light ass slap to Vee as she turned and started off toward the Jeep to get said snacks. Wiping her lips a bit with her thumb to remove some excess saliva, Mila carried a grin of satisfaction when she nodded to Amelia and Oliver. "Yeah, I'll be going out. I really can't seem to stop myself, especially when I got geared up for night surfing." Some | + | Mila held a decidedly amused expression as Volya gave voice to the internal process of debating whether or not she was going to run up to the Jeep and get the jerky from it. Of course, one doesn't let a kiss from their gorgeous other of significance go unrequited, and Mila even managed to work in a light ass slap to Vee as she turned and started off toward the Jeep to get said snacks. Wiping her lips a bit with her thumb to remove some excess saliva, Mila carried a grin of satisfaction when she nodded to Amelia and Oliver. "Yeah, I'll be going out. I really can't seem to stop myself, especially when I got geared up for night surfing." Some semblance of wanting to not stand out too much had Mila wearing a wet suit over her bikini, though it was the 'shorts' style of wet suit, with short sleeves and leg covering that ended a few inches above her knees. Along the black suit there were a couple of bands of dark colors, but they all looked the same in the dark, really, so it would be hard to tell. Hooked on the front zipper was a glow stick that hadn't yet been broken. As always, Mila's long, blonde and brown hombre hair was left loose and dancing like a barely held back riot in the wind. "Will you grab my shorty, too, Vee?" Mila called after Volya to get her to bring her surfboard along when she came back. Then, there was an impending Conni, and Mila flashed her a bright smile, lifting her arm over her head to give a big wave. "Aloha Conni! Fancy seeing you on the black sands in the night!" |
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− | Mila shook her head and snickered. "Your girl's got herself some thick skin or she likes to look sexy with scars, mate." With a Hawaiian accent the term sounded almost goofy, but it still worked, considering how goofy the Australian accent already was. Competition was competition, though, and Mila was never one to avoid rising to a challenge. The zipper of her still dry | + | Mila shook her head and snickered. "Your girl's got herself some thick skin or she likes to look sexy with scars, mate." With a Hawaiian accent the term sounded almost goofy, but it still worked, considering how goofy the Australian accent already was. Competition was competition, though, and Mila was never one to avoid rising to a challenge. The zipper of her still dry wet suit came down and Mila performed the easiest removal of wet suit known in the history of man, notably easier to do before you get neoprene wet. After she had shed the dark clothing and left herself in nothing but a tiny, neon orange, bikini that looked like it had given up halfway to becoming a full set of clothing, Mila went about stripping out of the brief bottoms and minuscule top to leave herself gloriously free of clothing as well. Without clothes it was obvious she wasn't going to win any topless contests (of course, that was obvious WITH clothes on), but her musculature was almost more notable, from the cut of her abs, thighs, and lats along with the sharp line of muscle along her pelvis, she didn't have enough extra fat on her to really /make/ boobs. Mila looked over at Conni and winked. "I wouldn't suggest going out for anyone that isn't sure how to surf this beach even during the daylight. At night? It's just for people that deserve the tight hugging jackets. But... what the hell? I don't mind a little friendly skin competition." Mila looked over at Vee, grinning as she stood there naked and waiting for her board like some sort of primal goddess with her hair blowing in the light breeze. |
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− | "A baby?" Genuinely confused for a few moments, light dawns for Conni. "Ah oh my Gods! That's amazing!" It's with some curiosity that she watches Mila strip off, nodding with approval at the warrior-like physique. "Is it naked day? I don't mind." She really, really doesn't. Not quite sure about what is going on but just damn happy to be there. Taking a sip from her ale, she lets out a laugh and almost chokes at Volya's antics. "I think you will have as many babies as you want, just maybe not on the beach right this second. Anticipation Vee, it's a good thing." Quite unable to wipe the huge grin off her face she watches the lusty nymph helping Mila get set up. "I know your good but be careful Mila. Dark water always looks so menacing to me." Shuddering once more, Conni shifts ever so much | + | "A baby?" Genuinely confused for a few moments, light dawns for Conni. "Ah oh my Gods! That's amazing!" It's with some curiosity that she watches Mila strip off, nodding with approval at the warrior-like physique. "Is it naked day? I don't mind." She really, really doesn't. Not quite sure about what is going on but just damn happy to be there. Taking a sip from her ale, she lets out a laugh and almost chokes at Volya's antics. "I think you will have as many babies as you want, just maybe not on the beach right this second. Anticipation Vee, it's a good thing." Quite unable to wipe the huge grin off her face she watches the lusty nymph helping Mila get set up. "I know your good but be careful Mila. Dark water always looks so menacing to me." Shuddering once more, Conni shifts ever so much closer to her stave from where she has stuck it in the sand, seeming to draw comfort from the proximity. |
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Amelia was racing out over the cresting waves, rolling the board under the passing waves and popping out the other side as if born to it. Every stroke of limb was measured and mastered driving her out into the darkness without a care. | Amelia was racing out over the cresting waves, rolling the board under the passing waves and popping out the other side as if born to it. Every stroke of limb was measured and mastered driving her out into the darkness without a care. | ||
− | Volya managed a faint smile through the cloud of hormones, her breath shuttered at the thought of 'being picked for all'. And she turned to watch the naked Mila charge the ocean, transfixed. "She only vaguely caught the conversation, "Naked day? If I do that, I'll just be panting and spread eagle for when she returns..." A shutter ran through her frame, and another moan oozed out, leaving her frozen, and she whispered, "Sploosh..." Blinking her wide eyes, she turned to crawl onto the blanket, | + | Volya managed a faint smile through the cloud of hormones, her breath shuttered at the thought of 'being picked for all'. And she turned to watch the naked Mila charge the ocean, transfixed. "She only vaguely caught the conversation, "Naked day? If I do that, I'll just be panting and spread eagle for when she returns..." A shutter ran through her frame, and another moan oozed out, leaving her frozen, and she whispered, "Sploosh..." Blinking her wide eyes, she turned to crawl onto the blanket, grasping Mila's bikini bottom on the way to sit. "So I shall chew in anticipation..." Clenching her bikini, she held it to her nose, and just breathed as she stared out towards the water, following the lights. |
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− | Mila kept paddling out until she passed the closest break to the reefs that intersected along the shoreline of the Volcanic Beach and continued on until she was near enough to Amelia to pull up alongside her. Coming to a smooth stop by pushing herself up to sitting on the board and digging her legs into the ocean, she flashed Amelia a wide grin and nodded to the water. "It's a good night for this, the sets are sweet and tight." If there was any tightening of Mila's skin it didn't include goosebumps, and she didn't much show any reaction to the chill of the water and air combo, but she did push her hair back out of her face a bit before sucking in a deep, satisfied breath. "Oooh, looks like we have a new set coming in, too. You want firsts or seconds? Hawaii is king of hospitality after all. Visitor can have first pick." Mila seemed to have no trouble seeing Amelia, either, and fixed her with a wide smile that flashed her white teeth. Competition definitely brought out the more ' | + | Mila kept paddling out until she passed the closest break to the reefs that intersected along the shoreline of the Volcanic Beach and continued on until she was near enough to Amelia to pull up alongside her. Coming to a smooth stop by pushing herself up to sitting on the board and digging her legs into the ocean, she flashed Amelia a wide grin and nodded to the water. "It's a good night for this, the sets are sweet and tight." If there was any tightening of Mila's skin it didn't include goosebumps, and she didn't much show any reaction to the chill of the water and air combo, but she did push her hair back out of her face a bit before sucking in a deep, satisfied breath. "Oooh, looks like we have a new set coming in, too. You want firsts or seconds? Hawaii is king of hospitality after all. Visitor can have first pick." Mila seemed to have no trouble seeing Amelia, either, and fixed her with a wide smile that flashed her white teeth. Competition definitely brought out the more 'shark like' side of her, and while the smile didn't look like a threat in the slightest, the exhilaration of being out on the water was quite obviously thrilling through her and raising her energy levels significantly. |
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− | Mila shook her head and grinned even more ferociously. "I'm lucky in that Vee is down and willing for whatever. So... whatever feels right in the moment is where we go. Just because the ocean feels right doesn't mean other things don't. You gotta let the feels come where they may, or you're just forcing shit." Mila looked out over the incoming set and nodded once."Oh yeah, that's my wave there." Without any real preamble, Mila used the energy of her legs coming out of the ocean to kick her board forward and laid out onto it like it was just another part of her body. Slipping through the water like some sort of seal or sea lion, the movement was slick and easy as she propelled her way toward the oncoming wave without hesitation. As the wave came up, heavy and massive, Mila popped up onto her board and rode along the crest, throwing up a rooster tail behind her as she cut through the water and used it to propel herself ever faster. The ride was smooth and | + | Mila shook her head and grinned even more ferociously. "I'm lucky in that Vee is down and willing for whatever. So... whatever feels right in the moment is where we go. Just because the ocean feels right doesn't mean other things don't. You gotta let the feels come where they may, or you're just forcing shit." Mila looked out over the incoming set and nodded once."Oh yeah, that's my wave there." Without any real preamble, Mila used the energy of her legs coming out of the ocean to kick her board forward and laid out onto it like it was just another part of her body. Slipping through the water like some sort of seal or sea lion, the movement was slick and easy as she propelled her way toward the oncoming wave without hesitation. As the wave came up, heavy and massive, Mila popped up onto her board and rode along the crest, throwing up a rooster tail behind her as she cut through the water and used it to propel herself ever faster. The ride was smooth and ready at first, and then Mila elected to trick it out a bit, dipping down along the curve of the wave to gain momentum. A sharp pull at the nose of her board and soon Mila was flung up into the air where she rolled in a flip with her board firmly at her feet, then came down to repeat the process. Her speed only slowed when she was off the water, spinning, flipping, or just straight up leaping into the air off the highest crest of the wave, throwing herself around like she was nothing but a piece of foam crushed loose by the smashing of the sea itself. As the wave started to meld into another, Mila finally rode it out, though she did so by back slashing savagely in the water, cutting backward and spinning so she could milk the wave out of every bit of ride it had left, and come back closer to where Amelia was waiting for her turn. Standing up tall on the board as she hit the stiller waters, Mila flashed the classic surfer's 'hang loose' and gave a whoop. "Yeaaaaaah.. she's all kindsa hot tonight!" |
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Amelia watched Mila with excitement, bobbing on the swells with her legs on either side of the board. "Oh... That one is going to be fun." Her words came out as purr. | Amelia watched Mila with excitement, bobbing on the swells with her legs on either side of the board. "Oh... That one is going to be fun." Her words came out as purr. | ||
− | Vee let out a throaty chuckle, "You could just sort of sneak it in. It would be terrible, and it totally crossed my mind when I had it. But I'm going to pretend that I have clue as to the gift in which you're speaking as if we are never to mention it in conversation. Uhh..." Vee blinked, "Even though I did, but I'm a bad example about these things." Her attention locked onto the ocean, trying to separate the foaming of waves and her Hawaiian goddess. "We fucked under the waves, I got pregnant. It is so amazing and messy having a life growing inside of you. | + | Vee let out a throaty chuckle, "You could just sort of sneak it in. It would be terrible, and it totally crossed my mind when I had it. But I'm going to pretend that I have clue as to the gift in which you're speaking as if we are never to mention it in conversation. Uhh..." Vee blinked, "Even though I did, but I'm a bad example about these things." Her attention locked onto the ocean, trying to separate the foaming of waves and her Hawaiian goddess. "We fucked under the waves, I got pregnant. It is so amazing and messy having a life growing inside of you. Hiccups are VERY weird. Uhh, how much details, and uhhh... Many I hope, but Mila can be very resistant to my waving my pussy in front of her. And being a mother is awesome, like really, it's like... I made that little person, I see some me in there. It is a lot of pee and poo, but she is just marking her territory." Volya actually glanced at Oliver, her nose wrinkling as she pointed stared back at his growl, then up to his eyes. She laughed, "No, you're not fucking spiders." The whoop drew her attention, and Vee clenched the can between her legs, her hand pushing it farther towards the apex of her thighs. Captivated by the sea, she gave the smallest shake of her head, "Not enough..." |
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Amelia was watching Mila the whole time, absently stroking her fingers on the surface of the board when Mila returned. She licked her lips, "You are amazing... And fearless." Amelia grinned, glancing back at her set. Amelia lacked the raw power of Mila kicking off, her movement are measured with experience, and as the board was carried by the swell, building steam. She rose up on the board, finding her line instinctively, when she started curving the face of the with repeated 360s, cutting blades of water from it. The fury slowed taking longer and longer lines to regain her speed as she raced back to the crest of the wave breaking free of it for meters before the board slashed down onto the face, forcing her to trade her footing and nose the board. As the wave started to stall me, she gripped the rail of the board, cutting zigs and zags back to the second sandbar. She cruised her way back to Mila, panting like made as she lower herself back down to the lay down, paddling to get back. The laughter that poured out of her was pure joy, her cheeks rosy in contrast to her cold paled skin. | Amelia was watching Mila the whole time, absently stroking her fingers on the surface of the board when Mila returned. She licked her lips, "You are amazing... And fearless." Amelia grinned, glancing back at her set. Amelia lacked the raw power of Mila kicking off, her movement are measured with experience, and as the board was carried by the swell, building steam. She rose up on the board, finding her line instinctively, when she started curving the face of the with repeated 360s, cutting blades of water from it. The fury slowed taking longer and longer lines to regain her speed as she raced back to the crest of the wave breaking free of it for meters before the board slashed down onto the face, forcing her to trade her footing and nose the board. As the wave started to stall me, she gripped the rail of the board, cutting zigs and zags back to the second sandbar. She cruised her way back to Mila, panting like made as she lower herself back down to the lay down, paddling to get back. The laughter that poured out of her was pure joy, her cheeks rosy in contrast to her cold paled skin. | ||
− | Vee grinned, | + | Vee grinned, re-clenching the can between her thighs. "I uhhh..." Her eyes widened as Oliver explained his observation, and Vee gave a rapid nod, tracing the wind pulled tendrils of green-blonde hair over an ear. "I hope it's not a mating dance exactly, because then I'd have to burn a bitch. That seems rude really... And Mila is having fun, which is what matters." Shifting her rear on the blanket, "I shouldn't scheme to corner her, Mila needs space to decide... And also, I would find myself on the same side of her mother, and that woman is terrifying. I mean she loves her husband, but poisons him regularly. I'd be crazy. Ah... More crazy. I'd be a crazy nympho." Volya rolled her lips between her teeth to chew on them. |
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− | "Competition or mating dance, they're doing really well. Probably." Conni adds after a moments thought, squinting over to the pair in the water. "I think it's best to err on the cautious side their Vee, so no fire immediately. Not that I'm one to ever exercise caution so that does feel a little | + | "Competition or mating dance, they're doing really well. Probably." Conni adds after a moments thought, squinting over to the pair in the water. "I think it's best to err on the cautious side their Vee, so no fire immediately. Not that I'm one to ever exercise caution so that does feel a little hypocritical." Considering this, Conni's attention is drawn back to something Volya said. "Poisons him regularly? I'm going to assume that's colorful language for something that just doesn't translate well." She eyes Volya, carefully regarding her friend for a moment. "I was just making light earlier Vee, you are right, you shouldn't have to corner her. Not that I imagine she'd complain." |
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− | "Jane is back in Oslo." Conni seems a little sad as she says this, a small sigh escaping her body as she does so. "The things she can do with whipped cream." Looking up to Oliver, she blinks and then addresses his question. "I was just out for a walk Oliver, you're really not intruding, at least on me. As for the Ale." She reaches into her bag and pulls out another can, the label proclaiming it to be 'Old Speckled Hen'. "This is a very good supping Ale, for me at least. I've known it to | + | "Jane is back in Oslo." Conni seems a little sad as she says this, a small sigh escaping her body as she does so. "The things she can do with whipped cream." Looking up to Oliver, she blinks and then addresses his question. "I was just out for a walk Oliver, you're really not intruding, at least on me. As for the Ale." She reaches into her bag and pulls out another can, the label proclaiming it to be 'Old Speckled Hen'. "This is a very good supping Ale, for me at least. I've known it to go to people's heads but you are more than welcome to try one." She offers up a can with a cheery smile, taking a sip of her own drink in the process. Looking to Volya, she shakes her head. "You are being fine Vee, I know how it is to miss someone. Anyway... it's more a 'me' thing really. I'm a bodyguard at times and it wouldn't do to be under the linger effect of a drug when you need to work." There is a moments pause and then she adds. "Anyway, mead isn't evil! It is divine! A drink of the Gods!" |
Amelia raised her chins just enough to be able to keep Mila in her vision, her mouth spreading into a wide smile. "So that means I can keep my eyes on you the whole time we fly up to the beach." Amelia rolled her body forward, waiting for the next set to come in, and paddling to catch the wave. There was no denying that she picked her lines with absolute certainty, catching as much speed as she could and launching into an aerial 360, letting out a cheer of bliss. Coming down, her board didn't skip down the face at all, her line carrying her over the coral and sent her racing towards the end and into the second wave to disappear inside its barrel, racing the collapsing world to its end. | Amelia raised her chins just enough to be able to keep Mila in her vision, her mouth spreading into a wide smile. "So that means I can keep my eyes on you the whole time we fly up to the beach." Amelia rolled her body forward, waiting for the next set to come in, and paddling to catch the wave. There was no denying that she picked her lines with absolute certainty, catching as much speed as she could and launching into an aerial 360, letting out a cheer of bliss. Coming down, her board didn't skip down the face at all, her line carrying her over the coral and sent her racing towards the end and into the second wave to disappear inside its barrel, racing the collapsing world to its end. | ||
− | Oliver gave a nod, and laughed, "The old tying knots in cherry stems sort of girl, those are very ones to forget." He took the offered can, rolling the cherry of his jay in the condensation to put it out. "Oh, I'll bloody well try it, working my way to a poor man's | + | Oliver gave a nod, and laughed, "The old tying knots in cherry stems sort of girl, those are very ones to forget." He took the offered can, rolling the cherry of his jay in the condensation to put it out. "Oh, I'll bloody well try it, working my way to a poor man's speed ball." He cracked open the ale, taking a long pull, then tipping it flat. "That's not bad at all. Frankly, I used to drinking piss, and this is a spot better than that." His mouth pulled into a wide grin, before he took another drink. |
Volya tilted her head and smiled, "Really, I think I'm being a crazy hormonal wreak. And yes! Mead is the drink of the Gods! It is the honey to entrap Mila when I have my say, but then there's this whole breast feeding thing to consider. Kanani really doesn't need help sleeping, just for longer stretches." The movement on the waves pulled her back in, and she grinned. "I think that was Mila's board, but Amelia's was bright too. That water must be brutal if they're coming back..." A giggle slipped out, "I can't imagine Mila losing a mating dance." | Volya tilted her head and smiled, "Really, I think I'm being a crazy hormonal wreak. And yes! Mead is the drink of the Gods! It is the honey to entrap Mila when I have my say, but then there's this whole breast feeding thing to consider. Kanani really doesn't need help sleeping, just for longer stretches." The movement on the waves pulled her back in, and she grinned. "I think that was Mila's board, but Amelia's was bright too. That water must be brutal if they're coming back..." A giggle slipped out, "I can't imagine Mila losing a mating dance." | ||
− | Mila allowed the slick, black, short board to make its way back to shore, waiting until she was only in about knee deep water to hop off of it and drop down to the sand. Hefting up the board under her arm, she continued moving | + | Mila allowed the slick, black, short board to make its way back to shore, waiting until she was only in about knee deep water to hop off of it and drop down to the sand. Hefting up the board under her arm, she continued moving forward on foot until she could plant said surf board into the sand like a proper marker of thoroughfare. Mila took a long moment to twist her hair and get the excess water out, leaving it looking straggly and wildly curly. "Hey guys, hope you've been enjoying yourselves." The scent of pot being in the air had Mila looking to Vee with slightly raised brows, then she chuckled and started to use the blades of her hands to squeegee water from her arms, chest, and abdomen. Best to start at the top, really. She glanced between the three on the beach with a broad smile. "The waves were wicked and prime, nothing like a choice ride in the middle of the night for a good week." |
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− | There was another crash of waves, and Amelia scooped up her board, running towards the blankets with a jostle of mammaries that lacked the mass necessary to be on | + | There was another crash of waves, and Amelia scooped up her board, running towards the blankets with a jostle of mammaries that lacked the mass necessary to be on bay watch. Panting with excitement and glowing cheeks she planted her board a moment after Mila, a breathy laugh squeezing in on the pants. "Absolute bombs out there!" Amelia proclaimed, glancing at each person on the blankets, smiling, her gaze glanced between the three ales and a laugh bubbled out. "It looks like everyone has been using their time wisely. I'm just grateful I'm not famished. Mila, thank you so much, if I lost at a competition to you, it would be a pleasure." She giggled, stepping forward to grab her towel, partially shielding her body. Her eyes settled on Volya, and Amelia grinned, "I have to tell you a secret, then I'll be off." Stepping forward, she didn't block Volya's view of Mila as gestured Vee to get close and whispered in her ear, then stood back. |
− | Oliver took another pull, and hummed into his can. "No, it's not that for certain." He laughed again, looking at Conni, "I'm a master | + | Oliver took another pull, and hummed into his can. "No, it's not that for certain." He laughed again, looking at Conni, "I'm a master snorkeler, but I think I fail in the Gene Simmons department. It would be a rough act to follow." Oliver pulled at the shorts of his wet suit and let them snap back into place. "I'm positively drenched." |
− | Volya watched as Mila rode the waves in, and she let out a long and sharp whistle. "It's official, Conni, I think the beer is warm." A heated giggle slipped out, "I try not to think about second prize in this case. I mean we will have to wait, but I let Mila handle that timing of things." Volya narrowed her eyes at Conni, angry sparking, but then she realized there were multiple wet people when Amelia leaned in to whisper to her. Her eye locked onto Mila, and her mouth curved into a smile, then she blinked and leaned away into Conni. Her | + | Volya watched as Mila rode the waves in, and she let out a long and sharp whistle. "It's official, Conni, I think the beer is warm." A heated giggle slipped out, "I try not to think about second prize in this case. I mean we will have to wait, but I let Mila handle that timing of things." Volya narrowed her eyes at Conni, angry sparking, but then she realized there were multiple wet people when Amelia leaned in to whisper to her. Her eye locked onto Mila, and her mouth curved into a smile, then she blinked and leaned away into Conni. Her dilating eyes stayed Mila, her bare toes curled and popped as Vee dragged her own thighs apart. She started groaning with each breath, pressing the can into the apex, then she bellowed a loud and unhinged cry of pure orgasm, throwing her body into an arch as her arms slapped at Conni and blanket. |
− | Mila snickered darkly and jerked her head back a bit toward the other surfer that was incoming behind her. "I may not need the help drying off, but our new friend Amelia might take you up on it. I heard something about her being a little over wet." Mila then watched with continued amusement as Amelia went up to whisper something to Volya, though she flashed a grin over to Conni. "Not that I think you'd do anything but a superb job, Conni. I just don't feel like seeing if lightning or fire dries me better in the long run. I'd end up right back in momma blue just trying to keep myself from cooking on the bone." Mila blinked and looked over at Volya, freezing in the act of | + | Mila snickered darkly and jerked her head back a bit toward the other surfer that was incoming behind her. "I may not need the help drying off, but our new friend Amelia might take you up on it. I heard something about her being a little over wet." Mila then watched with continued amusement as Amelia went up to whisper something to Volya, though she flashed a grin over to Conni. "Not that I think you'd do anything but a superb job, Conni. I just don't feel like seeing if lightning or fire dries me better in the long run. I'd end up right back in momma blue just trying to keep myself from cooking on the bone." Mila blinked and looked over at Volya, freezing in the act of squeegeeing her legs off, her brows furrowed together tightly. "Vee?" The frown that came over her lips wasn't severe, but it was concerned while she watched Volya apparently have an orgasm based on a whisper. "Uh... Are you using an auditory vibrator technique to beat off my wahine?" This asked, of course, of Amelia. |
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− | "That's funny, everyone I've ever heard say 'fuck the accords' was doing so because they decided to break them fairly solidly. I get that you just licked my wahine, but I think maybe if you could step away from her now, I'd like that better." Mila's native accent had thickened slightly and her body had gone rigid with muscles poised to lash out. "I don' know who Giles is, but I don't have any saints." Mila flexed her hands, then flicked them slightly to remove any water from them that might have been dripping off. "You alright, Vee?" Mila's tone was a little more along the line of firm now, and her worried, brown eyes fixed on the fact that Volya looked like she was about to sprout, well, sprouts. While being nude and fresh from an | + | "That's funny, everyone I've ever heard say 'fuck the accords' was doing so because they decided to break them fairly solidly. I get that you just licked my wahine, but I think maybe if you could step away from her now, I'd like that better." Mila's native accent had thickened slightly and her body had gone rigid with muscles poised to lash out. "I don' know who Giles is, but I don't have any saints." Mila flexed her hands, then flicked them slightly to remove any water from them that might have been dripping off. "You alright, Vee?" Mila's tone was a little more along the line of firm now, and her worried, brown eyes fixed on the fact that Volya looked like she was about to sprout, well, sprouts. While being nude and fresh from an exhilarating surf might leave some looking like they were out of place, Mila didn't seem at all effected by it. Instead, she stood like she was wearing full armor and ready to make like a line backer and tackle anything between herself and her nymph. |
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− | Amelia's drying process slowed, as she considered Mila's question for a moment. "It was a small dose. We generally apply so much over days, that most would sell their baby for another lick. We are predators, and this keeps the herd close. She clearly isn't entirely human, so the particulars would be just a guess." A heavy sigh escaped her, "Are we really talking about my skin now? She'll live, your baby will live. We regularly take from the fringes of society, because if we didn't someone else would. On this matter... I hit on you, and you spoke on her. I was jealous, | + | Amelia's drying process slowed, as she considered Mila's question for a moment. "It was a small dose. We generally apply so much over days, that most would sell their baby for another lick. We are predators, and this keeps the herd close. She clearly isn't entirely human, so the particulars would be just a guess." A heavy sigh escaped her, "Are we really talking about my skin now? She'll live, your baby will live. We regularly take from the fringes of society, because if we didn't someone else would. On this matter... I hit on you, and you spoke on her. I was jealous, more so after I watched you on your board." She frowned a touch, "I am not hungry at the moment, I can only imagine that you taste... Divine." She regarded Volya for a moment, then looked back to Mila. "The tiniest taste of her was as close as I was planning to get to you." Her eyes narrowed, "But I will defend myself, if that is the way you decide this has to go, which would be a shame." The woman's eyes narrowed at the mention of Wardens, but she laughed as the wings came out, "Talking about me being something horror under the skin. Vultures pick carrion too, but is Odi-- I'm sorry, Vadderung, isn't it?" |
Oliver stared at his beer, "Duel? Seriously, piss on the accords that the fucking pixies use to their advantages. Word of the law..." The man rolled his eyes, "Fuck Amelia, just apologize or something." | Oliver stared at his beer, "Duel? Seriously, piss on the accords that the fucking pixies use to their advantages. Word of the law..." The man rolled his eyes, "Fuck Amelia, just apologize or something." | ||
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− | Under the water, Mila had no trouble breathing, since | + | Under the water, Mila had no trouble breathing, since gills made that a convenience beyond imagining. So, there was no indication of surfacing. Once she'd managed to scrub at Volya's neck until it looked a little pink, Mila pulled tighter on Volya's shirt and held her closely, making odd little sounds that didn't quite make music or anything like it. At least she was trying to soothe the woman. Coupling, though, wasn't in the cards right now as Mila's skin started to roughen up a little, the chafe of being royally pissed off because her baby momma had just been drugged wasn't dissipating. No, once Mila was done focusing on helping Volya get the nasty spit from the American Haole off of her skin, and once Volya didn't seem like some sort of vine just looking for a trellis, the anger coursing through Mila's body would have to go somewhere. Right now, though, there were more important things at hand. |
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Amelia glanced at the water, particularly the pulse of green light. "I was expecting someone more fiery considering." Her expression grew puzzled as she looked back at Conni. "I am not going to dose her again, she will be fine." She licked her lips, forcing a smile this time. She blinked her blue eyes, but they were oily black when they reopened. "If you are asking is to my bloodline, the name of my sire need not pass my lips." She blinked again, and they were back to their human green. "So much for getting help being dried off." Her words made it clear she was stung by the notion. | Amelia glanced at the water, particularly the pulse of green light. "I was expecting someone more fiery considering." Her expression grew puzzled as she looked back at Conni. "I am not going to dose her again, she will be fine." She licked her lips, forcing a smile this time. She blinked her blue eyes, but they were oily black when they reopened. "If you are asking is to my bloodline, the name of my sire need not pass my lips." She blinked again, and they were back to their human green. "So much for getting help being dried off." Her words made it clear she was stung by the notion. | ||
− | Oliver raised his eyebrow at the glowing wave. "Fiery may be the right of it. A bit of a pixie discharge... You don't usually see that sort of thing out of the human ones, just the ones that cause men to dance to their deaths." The Aussie took another drink of the ale, | + | Oliver raised his eyebrow at the glowing wave. "Fiery may be the right of it. A bit of a pixie discharge... You don't usually see that sort of thing out of the human ones, just the ones that cause men to dance to their deaths." The Aussie took another drink of the ale, savoring the flavor with hum of delight before swallowing. "Granted, you would think she was enthralled by Mila, if the drooling from the pink bits was any indication." Oliver grinned as he looked to Conni, "That seems downright sad though. Not like I can choose how I kiss. You get another extra pot of that anti-venom, and help you forget about Jane." He winked at her. |
− | Being pulled tighter by Mila made it difficult for Volya to get her hoodie off, and Volya's skin continued to green. The hardening skin caused her to shiver bodily. Ever second, she took on more of her seaweed traits, the lack of sunlight causing her body to continue to shift down through gears to conserve oxygen, her thoughts slowing. Releasing her hoody, she grabbed Mila by the cheeks, her green glowing eyes trying to lock onto Mila's in the darkness, she offered a smile, her legs cycles to wrap around Mila. And with an effort of will, Summer | + | Being pulled tighter by Mila made it difficult for Volya to get her hoodie off, and Volya's skin continued to green. The hardening skin caused her to shiver bodily. Ever second, she took on more of her seaweed traits, the lack of sunlight causing her body to continue to shift down through gears to conserve oxygen, her thoughts slowing. Releasing her hoody, she grabbed Mila by the cheeks, her green glowing eyes trying to lock onto Mila's in the darkness, she offered a smile, her legs cycles to wrap around Mila. And with an effort of will, Summer grasped a bit tighter to the area, and she mouthed the word 'Yes'. |
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− | Amelia had started to get a dress out of her bag, and was putting it on when Mila came walking out of the water. She stared at Mila as she made her | + | Amelia had started to get a dress out of her bag, and was putting it on when Mila came walking out of the water. She stared at Mila as she made her proclamation, and gave the slightest nod. "Then I suggest to doing participate in any upcoming events on the North Shore, Mila, because Oliver and I will be at each and every one of them. You'll have your little beach bunny all to yourself." Her forced smile returned, and she rolled her eyes, flipping her hand in a dismissive wave, she pulled her dress over her head and down her body. |
− | Oliver's eyes went from Mila to Amelia to his ale, which he had to sigh up. He glanced at the blanket under his feet and picked up the water. A | + | Oliver's eyes went from Mila to Amelia to his ale, which he had to sigh up. He glanced at the blanket under his feet and picked up the water. A humorless laugh passed his lips, "Yeah, one for the bank... It was a pleasure meeting you all. Conni, uh, hold up a second." Oliver killed his ale and tossed the empty on his blanket. Hastily, he tossed Mila's clothes on the blanket and rounded it up the blanket, picking up it and the second blanket that Mila and Volya brought as well as the Vee's bag. Carrying the bundle, he passed it to Conni. "Save an awkward walk back." The man took a step back, and offered a half-hearted wave. "G'night." |
− | Volya grinned with the kiss on her nose, and was carrying back out of the water. Her lungs demanded that she | + | Volya grinned with the kiss on her nose, and was carrying back out of the water. Her lungs demanded that she expel the water in her lungs, and she coughed up the seawater onto Mila's shoulder. She raised her index finger as she tried to talk, clearing most of it. The conversation wasn't something a seaweeded brain could process, rather her limbs sensed hardening skin and frame that required closeness, and she began nuzzling and licking at the top of Mila's breast and shoulder, causing her to shiver more and hum with a coughing fit didn't interrupt it. |
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Amelia growled, and her body moved with frightening and inhuman speed, and in an instant she was just standing on front of trio next to Mila's jeep, with her back turned to them. Reaching out her hand, she slammed the hood which resounding like a gong. Her fingers arched and she dragged them, paint tearing and metal screeching under inhuman fingernails until her hand stopped moving. "No, Mila... You are confused. If we weren't here, the Fomor would have enslaved her family. YOU are free to live your lives with only OUR blessing." She growled, "It was a gift that I felt you deserved, for being amazing... A goddess of the seas." Her hand left the hood, and she pulled them in front of her chest. Her voice softened, sounding almost mournful. "I hope your family isn't part of them... Otherwise, I would have to promise that you will have to watch as I drain every last drop of blood from your baby, Volya, and your entire family." Amelia shook her head, and started walking. | Amelia growled, and her body moved with frightening and inhuman speed, and in an instant she was just standing on front of trio next to Mila's jeep, with her back turned to them. Reaching out her hand, she slammed the hood which resounding like a gong. Her fingers arched and she dragged them, paint tearing and metal screeching under inhuman fingernails until her hand stopped moving. "No, Mila... You are confused. If we weren't here, the Fomor would have enslaved her family. YOU are free to live your lives with only OUR blessing." She growled, "It was a gift that I felt you deserved, for being amazing... A goddess of the seas." Her hand left the hood, and she pulled them in front of her chest. Her voice softened, sounding almost mournful. "I hope your family isn't part of them... Otherwise, I would have to promise that you will have to watch as I drain every last drop of blood from your baby, Volya, and your entire family." Amelia shook her head, and started walking. | ||
− | Oliver offered a nod to the parting ground, moving his bag and started stripping out of his own | + | Oliver offered a nod to the parting ground, moving his bag and started stripping out of his own wet suit. Then Amelia decided to speed, and he yelled, "For FUCK'S SAKE!" |
Volya whimpered with need, her hands hungry for the rough touch of Mila's skin. She started to squirm in Mila's arm, meowing pleas to woman. She was really lost in the world with her goddess. Right up to the point that she held the words, 'baby' and 'Fomor', and Volya's teeth ratcheted down so tight that squeaked. Tossing her arm towards the jeep, there was a roar of air as it combusted. A wall of flame grew from the sand growing past three yards. The heat off of it was felt from several yards away, burning the eyes and growing quickly uncomfortable on the skin. "Mahalo... Please do not confuse me or my family as fomor... The next one I ignite will erupt from your pussy." Vee's outstretched hand squeezed into a fist, and the flaming wall became white hot, the sand under it glowing red hot. "And if I have to wait YEARS for our next baby, Mila... We're going to have quadruplets." The though of it cause her to arch in Mila's arms, like a stretching cat that decide it was you problem to stop them from falling. | Volya whimpered with need, her hands hungry for the rough touch of Mila's skin. She started to squirm in Mila's arm, meowing pleas to woman. She was really lost in the world with her goddess. Right up to the point that she held the words, 'baby' and 'Fomor', and Volya's teeth ratcheted down so tight that squeaked. Tossing her arm towards the jeep, there was a roar of air as it combusted. A wall of flame grew from the sand growing past three yards. The heat off of it was felt from several yards away, burning the eyes and growing quickly uncomfortable on the skin. "Mahalo... Please do not confuse me or my family as fomor... The next one I ignite will erupt from your pussy." Vee's outstretched hand squeezed into a fist, and the flaming wall became white hot, the sand under it glowing red hot. "And if I have to wait YEARS for our next baby, Mila... We're going to have quadruplets." The though of it cause her to arch in Mila's arms, like a stretching cat that decide it was you problem to stop them from falling. | ||
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Amelia noticed the light and heat, before her mind could recognize it as fire, her body moved quickly to avoid it. She turned, her oily black eyes reflecting the flames. Her mouth opened, and there would have been fangs save for Conni's threat and the flaming wall. Instinct said to take another step, and she did, her posture weakening as bowed back and held her arms close. | Amelia noticed the light and heat, before her mind could recognize it as fire, her body moved quickly to avoid it. She turned, her oily black eyes reflecting the flames. Her mouth opened, and there would have been fangs save for Conni's threat and the flaming wall. Instinct said to take another step, and she did, her posture weakening as bowed back and held her arms close. | ||
− | Running like a moment people, panting and with his | + | Running like a moment people, panting and with his wet suit unzipped and off one arm. "Everyone please, calm the fuck down!" Oliver offered the electric lantern as if it was an olive branch. His eyes darted to the flaming wall, then to the lantern. Slowly, and calmly, he reached out to turn it off, as the light seemed superfluous under the circumstances. "Amelia, go walk it that fuck off. Please." His words were nervous, and he slowed his open palms with the metal loop hung on one thumb for it to be taken. |
Vee was unsteady on her feet as she was put down, her expression twisted with worry as it was somehow a level of rejection. She hummed a worried note, her arm fell to her skirt to grab the material and start pulling it up the front of her legs. "We're going to fuck in the car?" She asked the question hopefully, glancing at it to ensure it wasn't on fire. "I... Muuuuuh." She drew the rest of her dress up and looped a leg in front of Mila to pressure her feminine folds to her with moan of relief. "Please?" The nymph didn't want for answer and started rocking her hips again her goddess, whimpering. | Vee was unsteady on her feet as she was put down, her expression twisted with worry as it was somehow a level of rejection. She hummed a worried note, her arm fell to her skirt to grab the material and start pulling it up the front of her legs. "We're going to fuck in the car?" She asked the question hopefully, glancing at it to ensure it wasn't on fire. "I... Muuuuuh." She drew the rest of her dress up and looped a leg in front of Mila to pressure her feminine folds to her with moan of relief. "Please?" The nymph didn't want for answer and started rocking her hips again her goddess, whimpering. | ||
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− | While there might not have been any response to what Mila had said, the darkly pleased smile on her lips as she watched Amelia react to the fire made Mila look remarkably like the Goddess she was | + | While there might not have been any response to what Mila had said, the darkly pleased smile on her lips as she watched Amelia react to the fire made Mila look remarkably like the Goddess she was descended from. "Or don't, Amelia. But I would recommend listening to your... mate." Any sign of happiness or pleased response was apparently only relegated to Mila's appearance, as her voice sounded hard and heated enough that it bordered on wanting to be shouted when she spoke. "Don't worry Vee, you'll get some. We just need to get out of our current situation first." Mila patted vee's ass solidly, and thank heavens for the fact that she was build short and sturdy, or she'd have fallen over with the blonde writhing on her. Mila gave Conni a nod. "Mahalo, Conni, thanks for getting my board and putting it away safely. I'll have to see if I can spot you overhead while we drive home." Mila grinned a little and lifted Volya just a bit, then nodded toward the car. "Into the car, Vee. It's time to head home." She side-walked toward the Jeep, careful to skirt around the fire, trying to get Volya to the passenger side, as the blonde was decidedly NOT in a state capable of driving. |
Latest revision as of 19:52, 2 February 2020
Unleash the Bunnies | |
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Hijinx courtesy of the Red Court | |
Dramatis Personae | 1 October, 2011 A little venom goes a long way. |
Location
Leeward Coast, Volcanic Beach |
Plot(s) |
The chill in the wind teased of coming Winter winds that would bring ever towering waves to shores of Oahu. This far north, one would expect it to be completely deserted, but a series of a eerie green glows by the beach spoke otherwise. Green chem lights danced on their wooden stakes. The wind pulled at Volya's greenish blond hair as she leapt from the stopping jeep with a happy grin. Her long blue and copper skirt danced around her legs as she moved, her yellow pullover hoodie clung to her body that was mostly average Volya. "Mila, I think someone had the same idea!" The nymph pointed to the eerie lights that waved in the wind. "I mean if you don't want the competition, I would be more than happy to just walk with you and molest you." Vee stared back at the jeep with a toothy grin, but her expression changed to one of surprise. "Oh!" She darted back to the jeep, climbing the same to feel around for an electric lantern and blankets. Mila put the vehicle into full on park mode while watching where Volya darted after exiting the Jeep, as it just wouldn't do at all to run over her woman. "I can't remember a time I didn't appreciate competition, Vee. Though we could really scandalize them all and you can just molest me while we surf, and beat them, one fell swoop." Mila snickered and climbed out of the Jeep in a movement that was more of a short person's hop. Some semblance of wanting to not stand out too much had Mila wearing a wet suit over her bikini, though it was the 'shorts' style of wet suit, with short sleeves and leg covering that ended a few inches above her knees. It had already been zipped up at home, as much to keep Volya's hands out of the top while they were driving as anything else. Randy post-partum Volya was something you had to keep in mind, all the time, or exist at your own peril. Walking barefoot across the parking area toward the beach, Mila kept her pace slow so vee could catch up. Once the green-blonde woman was near enough, Mila reached out to put her arm around volya's lower back, and put her hand under the blanket bundle to help her hold it up. "I'm honestly down for whatever, though a little dip would be nice. We've been watching over the reef, but not as much as we used to since Kanani showed up and glamoured up the place." Volya rose up to her toes, adding some graceful hops to her step as she caught up to Mila, smiling like a fool was she watched Mila in the darkness. Fumbling with the lantern, until Mila helped with the blanket, the switch clicked twice before the lantern came to life with its LED glow. "Uhh... Were we being loud? Your mother seemed irritated... I mean like more than usual irritated." Her eyes widened, "When she said we should go out, there is that weight of command. It may have just been me being me, but her tone had that coral edge to it, and she outright DECLARED she'd be watching our daughter." Vee blinked a couple times, "We can dip... Though my brain would be less brainy..." In the distance, one of those chem light darted back and forth on a wave, until it curled over itself. Within that black tube of water, a light came on, illuminating the shadowy surfer within it flew down the tube. Mila snickered, though she did her best to hide the smile creeping over her face. "Uh, that was Mom being Mom? She's always spiny. You just have to understand that everything can piss her off, everything but little Nani, at least. I can't imagine she was anywhere near this happy with a creature ever, especially not me and Keha..." Mila squeezed Volya a bit closer, then kissed the back of her shoulder. "She probably just wants us to make another one before we forget how. I think she'd be happy with an army of our little babies taking over the island and eventually the sea around the island. It'd be like one of those moms that wants a basketball team full of grandchildren, but there's no bench and there's no limit to how many people she can have on the team." Mila turned her eyes to follow the movement of glow stick on the water, watching as the surfer illuminated the curling wave over them. "They're looking pretty good out there, which is nice to see. I hate it when the night surfers just start looking like someone doing finger painting, really hard, on a wall." She grinned, then looked back to Vee, giving her a wink. "I'm fine with you being brainy at the moment, we can chill. The beach isn't leaving." Volya grinned as she was kissed on the back. "A basketball team? She has so little faith in the potential of our reproduction. I mean... We could definitely fill up a whole war canoe." Though her tone was joking, she paused to thorough chew on her lip as they walked. It took several seconds of staring at Mila, before she broke the silence of wind with a laugh. "She definitely thinks we're somehow cheating with four breasts, but I know she's jealous." Her gaze tracked to the water, and the illuminated tube the surfer was traveling down. "I mean I'm still brainy under the waves, I just get distracted... I mean I just did that one little spell to illuminate the pixies, and I was antsy... And horny. Very horny." Vee shook her head. "Summer does not have negative feelings about the concept of a war canoe..." Her lips tightened, "Do you think your mother spoke to one of my bosses? It doesn't seem beneath her, but I'm probably just being paranoid, and forgetting that I have the hottest akua akua on the waves." Volya scanned the breath, "Near or far from there." The shadow surfer flew down the tube, speeding down the wave and crouching to hold onto the encapsulated world, until it collapsed on their backs, and they stood up to maintain their footing, and maneuver on the crashed wave on the way to shore, letting out a woop of delight. "I was saying that she had aspirations of an entire legion, babe. Like some Grandmothers have aspirations of a whole basketball team. Trust me, she won't think we fulfilled our potential until your uterus falls out of your body too used to continue producing bebes." Mila snorted and rubbed her cheek against Volya's shoulder, still grinning. "I don't think she has to talk to your bosses for them to be on board with your solidifying the summer stance with the protector of all things spiny in the sea. They probably find that shit just fine, and figure it out for themselves without any help from my mama." Mila let out a low, rumbling chuckle and looked at Volya for a long moment, raising a brow. "It helps that there isn't a hotter nymph on the planet, or a hotter blonde for that matter. we have plenty of drive all by ourselves without any goddesses or magic getting in there, Vee. We're just fine." When the man surfing came up to shore, Mila let out a little war whoop. "Neeeeeeyeahhh! Nicely done man, way to wave!" Volya's eyes widen in the attempt to express horror of the concept of her uterus, but the corners of her mouth fought to rise. "As if my uterus would quit you like that. We're totally having twins next time to show your mother how it should be done." A dark chuckle escaped Vee, and she shifted the bundle on her arm, along with the lantern to take hold of Mila's rear end. Then her lovesick smile returned, "I think you're biased, because I had your baby. The doula is totally hotness to the point that I thought your mother was going to jump her while I was in labor. I mean she could have, because I was seriously preoccupied at the time. Us nymphs are so easy... I'm more like a rose bud compared to her full bloom." She shook her head, her attention shifting to the surfer coming ashore, and she let out a long and sharp whistle of approval. The individual surfer hopped off his board, pushing back the wet tendrils of hair from his face, before picking up his board and he waded in towards shore. He was clothed in a full wet suit over his wirey body. His mouth stretched into a smile before it was illuminated by the lantern. "Aloha Sheilas, bugger if I thought there would be any cheers from shore, thought it may be in my head." His accent was Australian, and he breathed out a laugh. "Sorry, my heart is still pounding in my ears, I need some water before I off and pass out." He gestured towards a group of stakes closer together, giving light to a blanket and a couple packs. "The tide is holding, so the sets have been fuckin' awesome." "I don't mind that you're easy, the truth of it is that I hardly noticed the Doula, she's not my Vee. And she's not nearly so hot as you. She looks like every other Hawaiian or Tongan on the island. Mom goes for that, though, even if she did pick a white guy to make bebes with." Mila snickered darkly and shrugged her shoulder. The ass in question under Vee's palm flexed with an easy sort of muscularity as they walked toward the water, and the illuminated area in question, as well as the surfer. "I'm glad that Kanani's birth didn't turn into something more along the lines of a Hawaiian orgy though. It was supposed to be special because you were having our baby, and it was special. Though I'm pretty sure mom brought the Doula home with her to dad, he didn't even text after that first check in the day after Nani was born. He was probably exhausted." Mila huffed a dark laugh, amused beyond reason at the concept of her poor father in that particular situation. As the Aussie addressed them, Mila gave him a big smile, flashing teeth as a white counterpoint to her dark, caramel skin. "She's good to surfers this time of year. Getting close to where she gives us a real challenge, though. Glad to see someone from out of town braving the night surf, or at least, glad to see someone that knows what they're doing from out of town braving the night surf." Mila said the last sardonically, as saving night surfers was almost a pastime for any Oahu born surfers. Vee squinting her eyes to concentrate as she followed Mila's words even her fingers began to kneed that flexing glut of Mila. "The concept of celebrating a new life with an orgy doesn't feel foreign. Though I found the experience rather peaceful once it was done. And we... WE had a baby. Kanani is ours, though I'm willing to accept that her eyes are mine or your father's, we'll have to see what hue is ultimately hers." Volya's fingers gripped a bit tighter, then her fingers relaxed as she realized another human being existed in their immediate vicinity besides Mila, and she gently cleared her throat, looking at the man. "My night sight is depressing, so the impression of awesomeness was felt." The Aussie laughed and shook his head. "I won't pretend I always know this beach, but I've surfed it every year at this time for a bloody decade. I know I'm crazy to do it at night, but really there's no rush like it." He left out a long sigh of post-excitement, and glanced back to the water. There was another green glow racing and carving along the face a wave. "And not quite mad enough to do it alone. And who doesn't want to get wet with the Vans Triple coming up." Mila nodded and flashed Volya a wide smile. "I'm looking forward to all the things we'll learn about her as she grows up. And all the things we'll learn about us. They say you never actually know yourself until you teach someone else how to be in the world. You give them the things you think you know, and teach them with hopes, show them your dreams. And you just in the end want to do it all better than your own parents did it." Mila's smile twisted to something a little sardonic at that. "Not that mine are going to have any shortage of influence in Nani's existence and life in general." She huffed a laugh and then looked back to the Aussie night surfer. "You've got the right of it there, though I don't go a day without needing to feel the water over my skin, or I itch like a crackhead, neh?" Mila grinned and looked back at the other glowing stick racing along the water. "Good to go out in doubles, yeah. I go out alone sometimes, but only if I'm feeling like I've got the upper hand on it. Usually I like to have buddies, because it's just a good plan. And being someone else's night surfing buddy is pretty awesome, you get to figure out how in tune they are with the big sea." Volya grinned, "The bees like her, and so do Bellatrix and Beefasaurus. I think even Old Soot likes her, mostly because he doesn't try to startle me when I've taken Nani to Wren's farm. It's like he knows I would go all Russian momma bear on him." She giggled, "But when I don't have her, he comes back with a vengeance, like I owe him extra screams." A gasp escaped her, "Oh my god, he has some new kids now. They are jet black like him, and they are CUTEST creatures on the planet, continuously hopping and butting heads. I would totally have one as a pet if they didn't eat plants." Her expression twisted in pain, then her eyes when back to the Aussie, "I get distracted easily, sorry. You said Vans Triple? As in of surfing, because that is totally awesome, I can't miss it. Awwww..." Her eyes got wide and shiny, "Nani's first Vans. I won't pretend she is going to care that much, but I'm taking pictures dammit." "Oh, right on. Better to have someone that can drag you to shore, or call the guard if you go under." The Aussie bent down to detach the ankle strap, and laughed. "If I'm imposing, my apologies, but you are welcome to join us, even better if you have your boards. Shame about that fire ban though. That breeze is cutting." He smiled widely, walking his board over to plant it in the sand, kicking a bit more onto the base. The second surfer dropped into the tube, and again a brilliant blue light came out, shining through that foamy tube as it traveled down the wave. To Mila's vision, there was so much calm in the other surfer, as comfortable as being in the womb without a shift in course as if she had picked a line before the wave had decided how it was going to fold. "I'm sure he just gets a kick out of the fact that you notice him at all, and he likely is already planning what he's going to do to Nani once she's walking... though I daresay he hasn't dealt with someone like a childhood me if he's expecting to get away with any of it. She'll probably steal his horns." Mila's eyes glinted a little with humor in the slight glow of the sticks held up around the little surf camp the Aussie had erected. "And yeah, Vans triple is coming up.. then we've got the big event a little later. Thank akua and all the akua for the big waves in the Wintertime." Mila leaned her head back and took a deep breath of said 'cutting' breeze, then looked back at the guest to her island and gave him an invigorated smile. "The breeze might be cutting, but that's why you get back to a hut or an apartment or hotel room after you're done and warm up using their legal fires." She winked to him and then turned her attention to the woman out in the waves, giving a low whistle under her breath. "Well that one was born swimming. Nice to see I wasn't the only one." Volya gave an energetic nod to Mila, "I won't go so far as to say that he is evil, but he's also not good either, and definitely otherworldly, but always planning." A laugh slipped out, "Nani is sweet, and you know it. She probably try to give Soot a drooly kiss on the nose... Which I would discourage, because of where that nose has been." The idea of the 'Big Event' caused Volya is grin, and squeeze Mila's rear again. Her eyes darted to the Aussie, "Are you going to be trying out for Quiksilver?" She gave Mila's ass another squeeze, before retreating from the woman into the wind to open up the blanket and set it out. The Aussie squeegeed some of the water off his legs and hands, "Bro, the Quicksilver would be a dream. I have never qualified, but those waves... Pure blue calling, I can't head but be hyponotized. Even if I made it, only to crash and burn, it would be awesome." Moving over to his pack, he pulled out a thermos and jug of water, but his attention was back of the waves. "That one has a chance though, she puts me to shame." The other surfer in her yellow swimsuit leaned her head back as she lowered her body within the collapsing tube, her hand touched the board as the light went out and two meeting tubes collapsed over top of her, and her board emerged with her on top and she cut back on the foaming break taking that wave towards the rocky shoreline with surety. Mila snickered sharply and threw her head back. "Oh man, it'd just improve her immunity babe, never stop the girl from giving drooly kisses wherever she will. She needs to be strong." Mila gave Volya a wink before slapping her soundly on the ass as Volya moved to set up her blanket for sitting. "Quicksilver's one of those that I love every time it happens, then when we don't get it, we all sit around on the beach lamenting for its loss, like a wake." Mila looked over at the Aussie and gave him a grin. "I've participated in it about 6 times, haven't won, but I've sure as hell loved every minute of being out there in those waves taller than many of the buildings on this side of the island. I always make the joke to Vee here that I can see my house from there." Mila chortled at the little joke, then glanced out at the incoming, yellow clad, surfer. "Cool, I always like meeting new people that will be heavy competition, it helps me step up my game so I can try to push higher, further... sometimes harder." Volya let out a quick yelp as her ass was slapped, and broke out into a throaty giggle as a blush rose in her cheeks. She stood idly for a long moment to gather her thoughts as what exactly she was supposed to be doing. Kneeling down slowly, she started smoothing out the blanket over the sand. When she glanced up at Mila, her clung to the blanket, and her hips shifted with brewing awareness. Clearing her throat, she glanced at the Aussie, then to the surfer. "Hmmmm... Uhh... Yeah, I mean I think it is that perfect marriage of talent and the perfect set. It's always amazing though." Vee laughed, "Is that really a joke though?" The Aussie gesture, "There some kona, water, and trail mix, you're both welcome to them." The man offered a flash of a smile before looking back to the approaching surfer. "Amelia... You have an audience, one we'll probably see at Quicksilver, and likely the Van Triple." The blonde surfer in yellow, panting from the excitement, she offered a thousand watt smile to the two women. "I didn't expect to see anyone on the Volcanic Beach, but that's so cool..." Laughter bubbled out of her as she planted her board into the ground. "Hola... Aloha." An angelic eyebrow raised as she glanced at the Aussie, her own accent placed more from Cali, then she looked back to Mila and Volya. "Six times qualified? I've mostly stayed to the Atlantic for competitions, but my heart has always been in these waters. Cold and invigorating." She shed the water off her toned legs with the blade of hand, undoing the ankle strap, then moved to do the same with her arms. "We're not on your secret spot, are we?" A chuckle escaped her, and she shook her head. "People are great, but night surfing out here, you can forget the world exists, you know." Mila looked over at Volya with a rather knowing grin, her eyes glittering a touch as she watched the poor woman try to sort herself out enough to lay a blanket down. Yes, Mila was obviously enjoying herself, as she shifted her hips a little and spread her legs, giving her a definite, real, gap between her legs so the moon and stars could better highlight her form for Volya to look at while she stood over her. Mila looked over at the Aussie and flashed him a wider smile, though it definitely contained a little oddly male camaraderieie in it, as if she was about to start pointing out the fine titties in the area. Clearing her throat, Mila finally shrugged a bit. "Never can tell, with the Quicksilver it's all about whether the waves get high enough, and then don't get too high for females to ride without breaking their pelvises." Mila shuddered at that thought. Blinking it away, she turned her attention to the surfer coming in off the water and gave her a smile. "Aloha. And not our secret spot, though it's a rarely visited one. Only the truly pupule surf here off this coast, even in the daylight. At night, that's something for those already certified that have just escaped an asylum. So yeah... I definitely surf here, but surfing water's for sharing, not for hoarding." Mila winked. "I'm Mila, by the way. This is Vee. I hope we didn't actually interrupt you two, I know surfing's great for getting the blood going and a little late night shimmy on the beach can do a world of good for the health." The Aussie shook his head, and smile. "Mila and Vee, it's nice to meet you. I'm Oliver and this is... Well, as I said Amelia." He reached over for the bag of trail mix and opened it to take handful of salty treats to start munching on. A chuckle escaped him, "Yeah, I've been snorkeling here the last two days to get an idea of the rocks and eddies. Bloody gorgeous place to pick to die really." He shook his head as he lowering him onto their blanket to sit down and much as the trial mix. Amelia offered a friend smile, "So only the crazies come and surf here? But who doesn't think about heading out to sea when they hear a 7.0 dropped along the Ring of Fire?" Cheerful laughter spilled from her, and she covered her mouth to collect herself. "Every sane person surely." Her green eyes shifted from Volya to Mila, settling there. "So what is it about you that carries you? Lust, or invulnerability?" Reaching up to her neck, her fingers pinched the zipper on her wet suit, and drew in down her chest. She turned as bare feminine mounds poured into freedom, nipples tightening from the shock of cold, and then she walked to one of the bags, pulling her arms free of the wet suit, rolling her hips to escape the confines the warming rubber. Volya pulled the lantern aside, her eyes affixed on the posing Mila. Her mouth opened to form a word, but it only came out as a throaty tone. She blinked a couple of times to try to find some clarity. "I don't know if that, ummm, makes it safe..." She tried to follow the conversation until the peeling yellow took her attention for a split second, and her eyes stayed affixed on Mila. Vee combed her fingers back into her wind pulled hair to hold it back. An impish grin appeared on her lips, lifting her rear off her ankles to shift her knees wide and let the wind play underneath her and pull at her long skirt. "There are far worse places to die, that's for sure. If I was going to choose any of them it'd be in the water, without a doubt. Nice to meet you Oliver and Amelia. Glad you two had a chance to come let your pupule haole fly in Oahu. Not everyone gets that in their life, but I'm betting a lot more could benefit from it." Mila grinned before she let out a soft chuckle. "Still, if everyone tried to get the crazy out the same way, this place would soon be called 'Dead Haole Beach' by the locals and we'd be having a shit ton more funerals on the island... and the beach would get patrolled a lot more often." Mila looked over at Amelia and shrugged, still grinning. "I don't think about what calls me out here, I just come when it calls. 7 foot waves call everyone with the ocean in their blood, and I won't deny that mine runs with the tides." Mila didn't react to the woman unzipping her top, having been around surf society for enough years that it was as if the beach was the locker room for any girls and boys mixed team. The number of tits, pussies, and dicks she'd seen were not small, and she was Hawaiian, after all. Looking back over to Volya, Mila eyed her and raised a brow at her, finally snorting at the display. "Though crazy comes in all forms, like my pupule wahine here. She's crazy in all the best ways, most haoles can't compare at all." Mila took a step forward and bent down at the waist, planting a kiss solidly at the now exposed side of Volya's neck, and soundly too. Oliver continued munching on his trail mix, his eyes moving to the stripping Amelia as she searched her back for a long take. Shifting in his seat, his attention went back to Mila and Volya. "That's not fair, it would just be white blokes that would end up washed up on these beaches. Your people took one look at that ocean, and grabbed an oar and a canoe." He chuckled, and gesturing to himself, "My family came Down Under by way of poor financial planning and chains, then stayed for the spiders." He laughed and tossed another handful of trail mix into his mouth, before leaning out over the blanket to set it within reach of Volya and Mila, and then righting himself. Amelia continued to strip herself bare, rubbing her bare skin, focusing on the lines of her sleeves and shorts. She smiled, "So I should thank the lack of crazy for the absence of patrols? Happy to catch my sets in peace, save for Oliver's nerves when the fish nibbled on him. Such a pussy." She chuckled and stuck her tongue out at him childishly, and then reached into her bag for a towel. "Dick is probably more right, my labia have never retreated because of a splash of chilly water." She laughed as she toweled herself off. Volya gave off a million watt as Mila planted a kiss on the back of her. A shiver ran through her body, and she nibbled on her lip to collect herself. "Surf crazy is some of the best crazy that I can think of. Then again, I'm a total bunny. I'm just happy when I don't bring Mila off the board when we're going tandem." Her eyes went to naked Amelia in the glow of lantern light, her brow coming together as she attempted to pick ready flaws in her form. Her attention shifted to the trail mix of nuts, melba toast, and rye chips, and she shook her head. "No, but thank you." She offered a warm smile to Oliver, then looked back up to Mila, her smile quickly building to a grin. "My akua wahina is both wonderful and terrible. I mean I love to watch her surf, but there isn't much to see at night from the shore." "At least I try to remember to wear the glow sticks when I'm out there so you can tell where I am, and you can see the waves glow when I go under the canopy." Mila winked at Volya and stood back up to her full, albeit not-so-imposing, height, and set her hand on Volya's shoulder, letting her thumb stroke up and down the back of her favorite blonde's neck. "And not everyone is as lucky as I am when it comes to the bunnies that choose to flock. I just happened to be smart enough to basically put a ring on it, and a kid in it." Mila chuckled and shifted a little so that her legs were pressed in against Volya, leaving her hand where it was as she looked over at Oliver and shook her head. "Nah, thank you for the offer, though. I've got some fish jerky if you guys wanted any meat, but I really don't bring much more than that and water out when I'm going to possibly hit the waves, and I definitely don't eat much more than that before I even get into the crush." Mila shrugged slightly and maintained her grin, looking over at Amelia to nod at her. "I've met far more dudes who have sex organs that shrink up compared to the wahines, its true. And the fish nibbles or the shark headbutts are just their way of welcoming you for being brave enough to surf their reef. Usually this place is just around for snorkelers and people gawking from the shallows."
Amelia finished drying, and wiped the towel around her bare body. Her blonde eyebrows lifted as she regarded Oliver, "Seeing that you decided to take a break, I thought I'd do the same." A happy giggle came from her, "But someone else is going out again, I'm totally going again. The tide is settled and the sets are amazing." Her lips pulled into a wide smile as she looked back to Volya and Mila, "Unless you think I'd be cramping your style, of course. I took the last set, so you're welcome to have first pick." She offered a cheerful nod to Mila and Volya, "I mean I'm jealous, two hot chicks finding each other on the beach and having a kid. It's awesome really. The Aussies and Kiwis are still slow in that department sadly." Volya leaned back into Mila grinning, "Rings are stupid, the natives had a long standing tradition of assuming if people were having sex, they were married. And the fact we have a kid is all the evidence I ever need." The smile drained out as she glanced back the jeep, "Should I get the jerky? I kind of want to get the jerky too." Vee's eyebrow came together as it require some brain power to decide if that's what she wanted. Her eyes flicked over Amelia drying and wrapping up, then back to Oliver, "I'll get the jerky!" Vee rose up to her feet in a smooth motion, a delighted giggle slipping out as shivered under Mila's touch and turned around. "Yes, the light helps for me to track you, but really it's the thought of you on the water that keeps me watching... Waiting..." Her blue eyes darted to the side and back, "It makes me all swimmy." A bright giggle slipped out of Vee, as she captured the back of Mila's head to pull her into a kiss, Vee's tongue immediately invaded Mila's mouth hungrily as she pressed her body to her Akau wahine's. There was a flare of feminine excitement, and she moaned into Mila's mouth before breaking away and bowing as she backed up, panting. "So easy." Vee giggled and bound back towards the jeep, her long skirt dancing around her legs as she moved, and she waved her hoodie covered arms. "I'll get your board!"
The lights on the beach grab her attention, the blonde Dane not expecting that much company but heading towards the light and possible companionship anyway. The way her backpack bulges, it's possible she has some refreshments on hand, a quiet drink on the beach the likely aim of her wanderings for the evening. She slows up some when she gets closer to the figures on the beach, pausing for a moment as she squints and takes in the faces, familiar and unfamiliar. Spotting a couple that she does know, Conni sets off once more, raising a hand in greeting once close enough and when there is enough light to identify her. "Aloha Mila, Aloha Volya!" The Dane sounds happy to see her friends, offering a friendly smile and a wave to the others nearby.
The very blonde Amelia shot a toothy grin at Mila, "I supposed I'll have to see if the water gets to me before my set comes." Picking at the fold of towel over her breasts, she opened the cloth, allowing it to fall from her body and dropped it on her bag. Stark naked, she strode freely towards her board to take hold of the lead. Bending over, she secured it around her ankle. "The waves await." Picking up her board, she headed out into the shallows. Volya's bounding and dancing became less coordinated as she broke out into giggling, reaching back to rub her rear end. When Mila called out 'shorty', it seemed far enough from her mind that she had to process with a scan of the area. A laugh bubbled out and she went to the jeep, climbing the side to pull the board free, as well as her hemp weave bag. Hearing her name, she paused to scan from her jeep-side perch, and waved excitedly to greet Conni, "Aloha!"
Amelia continued out into the water, climbing onto her board and started paddling out into the rolling darkness. Volya nodded to Conni excited, and grinned like a crazy person. "Mila and I had a baby! She's awesome! I want like a dozen or so! But uhhh..." She looked back towards Mila stripping out of her clothes. "Uhhh..." She broke out into a giggle, fiercely nibbling on her bottom lip. Tossing the pack over her shoulder, she hopped down, and then took the board as well. She headed back to Mila, her dilated eyes locked on her as she planted the board. She held her hand to Mila's abs to hold her back. Kneeling down, Vee grabbed the ankle brace and affixed it to Mila. Taking a deep breath, a moan escaped her. "Uhhh... I want to have all your babies."
Amelia was racing out over the cresting waves, rolling the board under the passing waves and popping out the other side as if born to it. Every stroke of limb was measured and mastered driving her out into the darkness without a care. Volya managed a faint smile through the cloud of hormones, her breath shuttered at the thought of 'being picked for all'. And she turned to watch the naked Mila charge the ocean, transfixed. "She only vaguely caught the conversation, "Naked day? If I do that, I'll just be panting and spread eagle for when she returns..." A shutter ran through her frame, and another moan oozed out, leaving her frozen, and she whispered, "Sploosh..." Blinking her wide eyes, she turned to crawl onto the blanket, grasping Mila's bikini bottom on the way to sit. "So I shall chew in anticipation..." Clenching her bikini, she held it to her nose, and just breathed as she stared out towards the water, following the lights.
Amelia continued her swim out into water. She, too, avoid the reefs, though likely for the sake of keeping her skin intact as she powered out farther to make it out past the breaks. Rising up on her board, she let out a wild howl to the night sky, and broke out into happy laughter. The chill of water and wind had tightened her skin, and her eyes went back to closing Mila, her eyes tracking the other surfer without a hint of problem. Her mouth formed into a a pleased smile as she bobbed on her board and waited. Volya took another breath from Mila's bikini, staring at the black sea without a clue. The can landing near her manage to grab her attention and confuse her. "But I don't drink... Beer? That's beer, right?" Her eyes hardened a moment later when the scent of pot hit her nose, and an irritated growl escaped her, but she quickly exhaled, shrugging the bag off her shoulder to dig into it. "Uhh, yeah." Fishing out the jerky, she picked out two large pieces for her and leaned over to set it out for Oliver. She pulled the water closer, "Dangerous close to code purple, coolant may be required..." Her attention were back to the ocean. "We should be fucking out on the board, but I'd probably get us killing on the way in..." A throaty giggle came out, "Not the worst way to go."
Amelia stared at Mila, offering a nod. Being upright on her board, her chest heaved from her quicken pulse. "Perfect night for it, and like I said... I had the last set, so you're welcome to it." A cheerful giggle poured from her, "It gives me more time to tease the locals." She chuckled and reached back to run her fingers back through her blonde hair letting out an exhilarated sigh. "The motion of the ocean... But no one licks the way the ocean does." She chuckled, "Maybe your bunny does it for you, but I bet you still have to drag her out into the waves to make it feel perfect." She wave her hand to dismiss the comment. "I'm just teasing you..." Her green eyes drank in Mila, and her mouth pulled into a grin, "But not entirely incorrect." Vee squirmed at she stared out into the water, all but obvious of the world, save those dark seas. When something pressed between legs, her mouth fell open and her thighs spread widen. The concept of cold and the lack of Mila caused her eyes to widen in shock when they turned to Conni. "Cold may not be entirely a bad idea." She cleared her throat, and shook her head a touch, grabbing the can. "My brain is not the sharpest... Most sharp?" She paused a moment, "Naked Mila is like the best thing in the world, and uhhh..." Vee drew in a hissing breath and closed her legs on the can, causing a shiver to run through her. "How are you doing? No babies?"
Amelia watched Mila with excitement, bobbing on the swells with her legs on either side of the board. "Oh... That one is going to be fun." Her words came out as purr. Vee let out a throaty chuckle, "You could just sort of sneak it in. It would be terrible, and it totally crossed my mind when I had it. But I'm going to pretend that I have clue as to the gift in which you're speaking as if we are never to mention it in conversation. Uhh..." Vee blinked, "Even though I did, but I'm a bad example about these things." Her attention locked onto the ocean, trying to separate the foaming of waves and her Hawaiian goddess. "We fucked under the waves, I got pregnant. It is so amazing and messy having a life growing inside of you. Hiccups are VERY weird. Uhh, how much details, and uhhh... Many I hope, but Mila can be very resistant to my waving my pussy in front of her. And being a mother is awesome, like really, it's like... I made that little person, I see some me in there. It is a lot of pee and poo, but she is just marking her territory." Volya actually glanced at Oliver, her nose wrinkling as she pointed stared back at his growl, then up to his eyes. She laughed, "No, you're not fucking spiders." The whoop drew her attention, and Vee clenched the can between her legs, her hand pushing it farther towards the apex of her thighs. Captivated by the sea, she gave the smallest shake of her head, "Not enough..."
Amelia was watching Mila the whole time, absently stroking her fingers on the surface of the board when Mila returned. She licked her lips, "You are amazing... And fearless." Amelia grinned, glancing back at her set. Amelia lacked the raw power of Mila kicking off, her movement are measured with experience, and as the board was carried by the swell, building steam. She rose up on the board, finding her line instinctively, when she started curving the face of the with repeated 360s, cutting blades of water from it. The fury slowed taking longer and longer lines to regain her speed as she raced back to the crest of the wave breaking free of it for meters before the board slashed down onto the face, forcing her to trade her footing and nose the board. As the wave started to stall me, she gripped the rail of the board, cutting zigs and zags back to the second sandbar. She cruised her way back to Mila, panting like made as she lower herself back down to the lay down, paddling to get back. The laughter that poured out of her was pure joy, her cheeks rosy in contrast to her cold paled skin. Vee grinned, re-clenching the can between her thighs. "I uhhh..." Her eyes widened as Oliver explained his observation, and Vee gave a rapid nod, tracing the wind pulled tendrils of green-blonde hair over an ear. "I hope it's not a mating dance exactly, because then I'd have to burn a bitch. That seems rude really... And Mila is having fun, which is what matters." Shifting her rear on the blanket, "I shouldn't scheme to corner her, Mila needs space to decide... And also, I would find myself on the same side of her mother, and that woman is terrifying. I mean she loves her husband, but poisons him regularly. I'd be crazy. Ah... More crazy. I'd be a crazy nympho." Volya rolled her lips between her teeth to chew on them.
Oliver raised an eyebrow, but chuckled, "I'm sure Amelia would appreciate not being on fire, but we have water in case of emergencies." The man regarded Conni for a moment, "So we did manage to stumble onto the lot of you's spot. What kind of ale are you having tonight? You don't seem off your chops, but some woman can hold their drink better than others." The man smiled widely and shook his head as he looked down, "Not sure if I'm trotting to the tune of my tackle, you did say you practicing with Jane, right? Where is she?" Volya licked her lips, "Caution? I couldn't imagine using protection with her..." A shuttering breath escaped her, and she glanced at Conni. "What are we talking about again? Uhhh, no, not poison, I meant venom, but that doesn't work as a verb, does it?" She frowned apologetically, "I think most of the blood vacated my skull at this point. I'm being a piss poor company." Taking a deep breath, she smiled sheepishly, "How are you doing, Conni? Is work really that much of a bitch to disallow anything save booze? Horrible evil booze?"
Oliver gave a nod, and laughed, "The old tying knots in cherry stems sort of girl, those are very ones to forget." He took the offered can, rolling the cherry of his jay in the condensation to put it out. "Oh, I'll bloody well try it, working my way to a poor man's speed ball." He cracked open the ale, taking a long pull, then tipping it flat. "That's not bad at all. Frankly, I used to drinking piss, and this is a spot better than that." His mouth pulled into a wide grin, before he took another drink. Volya tilted her head and smiled, "Really, I think I'm being a crazy hormonal wreak. And yes! Mead is the drink of the Gods! It is the honey to entrap Mila when I have my say, but then there's this whole breast feeding thing to consider. Kanani really doesn't need help sleeping, just for longer stretches." The movement on the waves pulled her back in, and she grinned. "I think that was Mila's board, but Amelia's was bright too. That water must be brutal if they're coming back..." A giggle slipped out, "I can't imagine Mila losing a mating dance."
Oliver took another pull, and hummed into his can. "No, it's not that for certain." He laughed again, looking at Conni, "I'm a master snorkeler, but I think I fail in the Gene Simmons department. It would be a rough act to follow." Oliver pulled at the shorts of his wet suit and let them snap back into place. "I'm positively drenched." Volya watched as Mila rode the waves in, and she let out a long and sharp whistle. "It's official, Conni, I think the beer is warm." A heated giggle slipped out, "I try not to think about second prize in this case. I mean we will have to wait, but I let Mila handle that timing of things." Volya narrowed her eyes at Conni, angry sparking, but then she realized there were multiple wet people when Amelia leaned in to whisper to her. Her eye locked onto Mila, and her mouth curved into a smile, then she blinked and leaned away into Conni. Her dilating eyes stayed Mila, her bare toes curled and popped as Vee dragged her own thighs apart. She started groaning with each breath, pressing the can into the apex, then she bellowed a loud and unhinged cry of pure orgasm, throwing her body into an arch as her arms slapped at Conni and blanket.
Oliver leaned away from Conni as she was pressed by Volya, taking another drink of his beer and shaking his head. "I would say something about being out of order, but that really isn't my place, is it?" He rolled his eyes. Volya managed to clench the blanket, pulling her shuttering body back down. Her other hand pressed the slack of her dress into her feminine folds as she shook her way through the aftershocks to regather some sense of control. Groaning, her eyes widen, her mouth opening the pour out a sound of building pleasure. Green veins spread throughout her skin, her eyes glowing green, as the carnal bliss rocked into a second crescendo.
Oliver stood up, taking another drink of the ale. "Can everyone just chill, your girl is high, but so are most beach bunnies. Hell, she was working on boiling a tinny with her pink bits the entire time you two were out." The Aussie rolled his eyes, "It's nothing to go banta over really." Vee moaned, shivering in place as the green vein grew their her skin, slowly pulling her limbs in. She blinked her bright eyes, trying to reign in her breathing. She gave a quick in Mila, but her attention being there caused her clench her legs together. Her fingers dragged on the blanket, a few sparks igniting the loose strands of fiber. A groan fell from her lips as she clinched her teeth, and forced her to sit up by her planted hand, her hips rocking rhythmically.
Oliver stared at his beer, "Duel? Seriously, piss on the accords that the fucking pixies use to their advantages. Word of the law..." The man rolled his eyes, "Fuck Amelia, just apologize or something." Volya was still trying to control her breathing, blinking those glowing green orbs as Mila's hand. Her tongue ran over her lips as she took her arm off the blanket, and toss Mila's hand. When her warm fingers touched Mila's, it wasn't to grab it, but to experience it. Vee's mouth dropped open as she let out a long 'Oooohh' sound that broke with a giggle. Vee's thighs loosened, and she blinked. "I feel high right now, but..." A 'heh' escaped her and she continued to stroke at Mila's skin. "I want to touch you all over." She blinked, her head turning to Conni moving next to Mila. "Hey Conniiiiii..." a giggle escaped her, and she didn't sound sober.
Oliver took another sip of the ale, and nodded to himself. "This is absolutely a great sipping ale, I would have to have to kill it and scream let's go. It would be a fucking waste." His eyes lifted to regard Conni, "You have a sweet pair of wings by the way. Just saying... Mostly on the prayer of havin' a naughty, but I think we're past that." A disheartened sigh escaped his lips, and he took another drink. "Bugger..." Volya's mouth fell open as she was pulled up by Mila and carried towards the sea, and a hungered growl poured from her, as she started rubbing on Mila as the way to the water. She gasped at the shock of water. The nymph was the least by confused really, not by being dragged to the word by Mila. The sand scrubbing had her pulling at her hoodie to remove it, as Summer magic tightened her connection to the water, the most minor of shifts of allow her to breath. With a wave of her hand, a pulse of green light followed out into the water around them. Volya continued to struggle with her hoodie, her legs kicking to try and knot herself with Mila.
Oliver raised his eyebrow at the glowing wave. "Fiery may be the right of it. A bit of a pixie discharge... You don't usually see that sort of thing out of the human ones, just the ones that cause men to dance to their deaths." The Aussie took another drink of the ale, savoring the flavor with hum of delight before swallowing. "Granted, you would think she was enthralled by Mila, if the drooling from the pink bits was any indication." Oliver grinned as he looked to Conni, "That seems downright sad though. Not like I can choose how I kiss. You get another extra pot of that anti-venom, and help you forget about Jane." He winked at her. Being pulled tighter by Mila made it difficult for Volya to get her hoodie off, and Volya's skin continued to green. The hardening skin caused her to shiver bodily. Ever second, she took on more of her seaweed traits, the lack of sunlight causing her body to continue to shift down through gears to conserve oxygen, her thoughts slowing. Releasing her hoody, she grabbed Mila by the cheeks, her green glowing eyes trying to lock onto Mila's in the darkness, she offered a smile, her legs cycles to wrap around Mila. And with an effort of will, Summer grasped a bit tighter to the area, and she mouthed the word 'Yes'.
Oliver's eyes went from Mila to Amelia to his ale, which he had to sigh up. He glanced at the blanket under his feet and picked up the water. A humorless laugh passed his lips, "Yeah, one for the bank... It was a pleasure meeting you all. Conni, uh, hold up a second." Oliver killed his ale and tossed the empty on his blanket. Hastily, he tossed Mila's clothes on the blanket and rounded it up the blanket, picking up it and the second blanket that Mila and Volya brought as well as the Vee's bag. Carrying the bundle, he passed it to Conni. "Save an awkward walk back." The man took a step back, and offered a half-hearted wave. "G'night." Volya grinned with the kiss on her nose, and was carrying back out of the water. Her lungs demanded that she expel the water in her lungs, and she coughed up the seawater onto Mila's shoulder. She raised her index finger as she tried to talk, clearing most of it. The conversation wasn't something a seaweeded brain could process, rather her limbs sensed hardening skin and frame that required closeness, and she began nuzzling and licking at the top of Mila's breast and shoulder, causing her to shiver more and hum with a coughing fit didn't interrupt it.
Oliver offered a nod to the parting ground, moving his bag and started stripping out of his own wet suit. Then Amelia decided to speed, and he yelled, "For FUCK'S SAKE!" Volya whimpered with need, her hands hungry for the rough touch of Mila's skin. She started to squirm in Mila's arm, meowing pleas to woman. She was really lost in the world with her goddess. Right up to the point that she held the words, 'baby' and 'Fomor', and Volya's teeth ratcheted down so tight that squeaked. Tossing her arm towards the jeep, there was a roar of air as it combusted. A wall of flame grew from the sand growing past three yards. The heat off of it was felt from several yards away, burning the eyes and growing quickly uncomfortable on the skin. "Mahalo... Please do not confuse me or my family as fomor... The next one I ignite will erupt from your pussy." Vee's outstretched hand squeezed into a fist, and the flaming wall became white hot, the sand under it glowing red hot. "And if I have to wait YEARS for our next baby, Mila... We're going to have quadruplets." The though of it cause her to arch in Mila's arms, like a stretching cat that decide it was you problem to stop them from falling.
Running like a moment people, panting and with his wet suit unzipped and off one arm. "Everyone please, calm the fuck down!" Oliver offered the electric lantern as if it was an olive branch. His eyes darted to the flaming wall, then to the lantern. Slowly, and calmly, he reached out to turn it off, as the light seemed superfluous under the circumstances. "Amelia, go walk it that fuck off. Please." His words were nervous, and he slowed his open palms with the metal loop hung on one thumb for it to be taken. Vee was unsteady on her feet as she was put down, her expression twisted with worry as it was somehow a level of rejection. She hummed a worried note, her arm fell to her skirt to grab the material and start pulling it up the front of her legs. "We're going to fuck in the car?" She asked the question hopefully, glancing at it to ensure it wasn't on fire. "I... Muuuuuh." She drew the rest of her dress up and looped a leg in front of Mila to pressure her feminine folds to her with moan of relief. "Please?" The nymph didn't want for answer and started rocking her hips again her goddess, whimpering.
Oliver took a cautious step follow with his palms still in plain sight as he moved around vehicle with Conni, giving her and her wings space. His expression was cleared uncomfortable from the heat of the flames, and he reached out to set the lamp in the back of the jeep before stepping away. "Not a mate," he pointed out. He cleared his throat, "Word of warning... Not a threat. It's bloody clear there is strength here, but also... There are many that slip through the cracks." He looked to Mila, "You're a surfer. I know you've seen them. And on every beach that we don't mark with our bloodletting, co-- People are disappearing." Volya continued to rub on Mila, the sounds falling from her lungs carnal and pained. As Mila moved, she took it as invitation to climb the shorted wahine, the grind of her hips becoming more urgent and starving, all the way to the point that she was dropped into the passenger seat and Mila left her. The woman shrieked in protest, the flaming flaring in time with the sound as the heat started to bubble and there was scent of sweating rubber. The fact was moving around the car seemed to calm her just enough for the flames to subside, and Volya gripped the bottom of her hoodie to rip it off her body. Vee's green skin was hot enough that the water was steaming off it. The flap of wings, chilled air, played like a Winter threat on her skin, and the look cast as Conni was an inhuman stare of glowing green orbs in the sockets of her body. There were uncomfortably seconds where there was no sign of logic in her expression, a creature sifting through its feelings, and Volya dragged her knees on the seat to raise. Her lips cursed in a frown, and she moaned at Conni like an animal in heat. Volya sobbed, frantic to rip the wet fabric off her body, to release herself of the constrains. She tossed them aside, naked, her entire skin blushing through the green tint of it. Turning her attention back to Mila, Vee's hand gripped her full breasts, her grip quickly becoming crashing and she breath coming in sobs.
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