His lips touch the night-cool line of her jaw, and Djinni quivers. She doesn’t move beyond the shiver that shakes her from head to hoof; even her doe eyes remain fixed on him as he blurs with nearness. Don’t you love our sons too? he asks her, and the words clatter loudly in her mind, a question she doesn’t know how to answer. She’d forgotten them, she realizes.
Forgotten the boys and their too-hungry eyes, forgotten the way they reminded her of their father.
She must have done it on purpose, wished them away. Sudden realizations like this are not a novelty for the ageless genie, but they are far from common. Djinni had kept Starlin though, kept the quiet girl who looked just like her and nothing like him.
Saying no is impossible, because as soon as she remembers them she remembers why she’d forgotten.
They were too much like him.
Too much like their father.
Too dangerous.
The warning bells that chime at his nearness have long since become background noise, and they echo futilely as the moonlight highlights the sleek crest of his neck and the impossibly beautiful angles of his face. There is no resisting him; his kind have made certain of that. For all her chicanery, Djinni is no less of a woman. Yet she might have resisted were it not for the smoothness of skin that she suddenly feels against her mouth.
It stirs an unconscious response in her, a shimmer of golden sand and then a matching slickness to her hide, grey now rather than pink and pressing against any bit of him she can reach.
"I’m here," she says between kisses, pushing him without thought back towards the water with deceptive strength. "You’re here too." The words seem nonsensical, murmured against his oilblack skin from between teeth that grow ever more pointed. "Stay here."
@[Stillwater]
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Forgotten the boys and their too-hungry eyes, forgotten the way they reminded her of their father.
She must have done it on purpose, wished them away. Sudden realizations like this are not a novelty for the ageless genie, but they are far from common. Djinni had kept Starlin though, kept the quiet girl who looked just like her and nothing like him.
Saying no is impossible, because as soon as she remembers them she remembers why she’d forgotten.
They were too much like him.
Too much like their father.
Too dangerous.
The warning bells that chime at his nearness have long since become background noise, and they echo futilely as the moonlight highlights the sleek crest of his neck and the impossibly beautiful angles of his face. There is no resisting him; his kind have made certain of that. For all her chicanery, Djinni is no less of a woman. Yet she might have resisted were it not for the smoothness of skin that she suddenly feels against her mouth.
It stirs an unconscious response in her, a shimmer of golden sand and then a matching slickness to her hide, grey now rather than pink and pressing against any bit of him she can reach.
"I’m here," she says between kisses, pushing him without thought back towards the water with deceptive strength. "You’re here too." The words seem nonsensical, murmured against his oilblack skin from between teeth that grow ever more pointed. "Stay here."
@[Stillwater]
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D J I N N I
genie | rose gold tobiano dun | trickster