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It might be quicker than quick. Dash falls into the kiss Sungmin gives, his entire body lighting up with the feeling of it. He can't even think of any words to describe it, instead just clinging to Sungmin until he's afraid he might actually swoon into the other's arms. When they draw apart, he's shaking harder than before, too.

All he can do at first is nod shakily. "Me too, so close-" he gasps out, swallowing hard. "I don't know how to..."

Control it, he means. He has no clue where it even comes from, this energy. Only that it bursts free every time he's even in the same room with Sungmin. "I want to-" He never manages to say what he wants, because he draws close to Sungmin again, this time sliding into his lap and throwing his arms around the other. There's time, he knows there's time.

But it's like his body didn't get the message and everything in him just wants to pour into Sungmin all at once. He's not even kissing Sungmin now, but their proximity is enough to make him dizzy. "I want to do a lot more than this," he says, mostly to Sungmin's shoulder.

Now, given Dash's ability and his own sense of allure, he knew things would be intense but he had not anticipated just how much. The pleasure surging through his body at the moment happened to be on a level he never believed possible and it seemed like he had already released multiple times. The desire that intense and overwhelming, which offered him a few clue ins on how overwhelming his siren side must be.

He needed to always be careful with it.

The moment Dash moved closer, Sungmin wrapped arms around him, tightly, even if it shook their bodies more to do so. "Whoa," he gasped out, electric shocks racing over his body, prickling at every single nerve ending. Could a person overload from pleasure? He just might.

"We can," Sungmin promised, "But let's make it through this first round and see what happens." Wet hands slid up and down Dash's back as he kissed over his neck.

"Want to watch you fall over the edge." A dizzy rush he only wanted to fall more into.

Dash groans a little at the words, which have an effect of their own. Already held so close in Sungmin's arms, exactly as he most wishes to be, Dash wonders if he's not going to come apart in Sungmin's arms without either of them touching each other at all in a sexual manner.

Right now, he could believe it's possible. Hands scrambling to hang onto Sungmin as best he can, Dash nods quickly. "Okay, first- yes, let's do that-" he says, all his words a bit broken up.

"I'm not going to last. I don't- I don't think you even have to touch me." He laughs a little, sheepish and overwhelmed. His head falls to the side to better expose his neck if Sungmin wishes to keep kissing him.

"Before," he tries to say. "Before, I couldn't really... feel my power..." He knew it would leave him and move to Sungmin, but he couldn't really tell how much of it there was or how to direct it. Now, he has a little idea. Drawing a breath, he thinks about that power traveling to Sungmin.

Except instead of it moving aimlessly, he tries to imagine it in the other's arms. Like a little electricity that starts at Sungmin's shoulders and moves along them. "Can you feel that?"

"i'm not going to last either," Sungmin agreed with a strained laugh against the skin of Dash's neck. It seemed almost a little embarrassing and it might have been with anyone else but he trusted Dash. With every single part of him, especially this and what water produced for him. A kind of heightened and alluring pleasure he always longed for but never found too often. Actually, he never found it so strongly before Dash.

Biting down onto Dash's neck, Sungmin pulled back as electric sparks flared up against his skin. His eyes widened almost comically as he shook more apart. Damn. "That's -" Sungmin tried to voice, a groan working up his throat and then the heat intensified. So much so he couldn't hold back any longer and trembled hard, releasing between them, a strangled whimper of Dash's name on his lips.

It doesn't take anything at all. Actually, the second Sungmin bites his neck, Dash feels he's already on the edge. Feeling Sungmin climax, he can't help but do the same. It seems to him like it happens slowly, ten times as drawn-out as anything he's ever felt. The more power passes between them, the longer it lasts. He's already shuddering in Sungmin's arms, but by the end, he's panting and shivering too.

Maybe it's because of his magic or maybe Sungmin's or maybe it's their two powers combining, but Dash has never felt something this strong. He'd be sad to think they didn't have more time with one another before, but now it feels like his orgasm is endless. He tries to get a grip on Sungmin's arms, but ends up slumped against him, trembling. Sungmin's name leaves his lips over and over, softer each time.

[ likewise for sungmin, the orgasm continued for what seemed like ages, the trembling and sparks rushing over his body in such a blinding heat. each time he thought it finally finished another wave broke over his skin and shook him to his very core. it must be what multiple orgasms felt like but so close together overwhelmed in but in the best possible way. in the 'i never want this to end' kind of way. eventually, it did and sungmin let out a weak whimper as he held dash tightly to his body. ]

I think - that's the most intense - [ he hoped dash understood the rest of his sentence because he couldn't speak anymore. not yet anyway. give him a few more minutes or like an hour.

his eyes fell shut and sometime later when he reopened them, he looked clearer eyed but some of the siren change had occurred during that time. the ridges on his face were very prominent and the different hue of his skin, covered in what would look like pebbles. webbing appeared in between his fingers rather than the talons, thankfully. the siren did not feel threatened at the moment or ready to attack. ]

I - think my control is a little bad right now. I'm sorry, Dashy.

[ Dash tries to catch his breath or clear his vision or stop his body from trembling, but none of these things seem to be fading. He wants nothing more badly than to keep clinging to Sungmin and to rest against him for support while the myriad waves of aftershocks pass. It's a good feeling, but it's so much of a good feeling that it takes away his ability to think.

When Sungmin first speaks, all Dash can do is nod.

He's so disconnected from himself that it takes a little while for him to notice the changes in Sungmin. He raises a hand to gently touch along Sungmin's face, shaking his head little. ] No apologies, [ he says, voice hoarse and quiet. ]

You look perfect. [ That's all his scrambled brain can manage for now, but he sounds utterly sincere. It's hard to even know how to feel or how to untangle everything he is feeling, but he knows that Sungmin is always going to be beautiful to him. ] Do you need anything from me?

[ the shift usually jarred those who encountered it, especially if they weren't used to those of the sea. they all had something that set them apart, adopting plenty of the features of the ocean and what surrounded it. his skin even looked like the tide when it rolled in against the shore, his hair not very prominent anymore because of the pebbles and ridges. his eyes formed into slits, taking on a sea but also the bird like appearance. the wings hadn't appeared, though, and he considered it a small mercy. the wings would take things up a notch.

the waves of pleasure kept slamming over him but they slowly started to unwind, the crests further and further apart until they rolled to a stop. by the time it did, he all but slumped down. how would he ever move again?

cracking open his eyes, he pulled dash closer to him even with the rush of emotions it caused. so much, so much, but worth it. ]

I just you here.....do you need anything from me? How are your abilities doing - everything else?

[ taking a breath, he tried to push the siren back underneath the locks within himself. ]

[ Dash is clearly not thrown by Sungmin's appearance. Yes, it's different to what he's used to, but if that's shocking, it's mostly that it's different from the Sungmin he's used to seeing. He's not put off or upset or anything, though he might need time to start to think of Sungmin's altered appearance as being as familiar to him as the face he's used to seeing every day.

He slouches against Sungmin, head on the other's shoulder. Yes, it causes a whole new rush of feelings, but Dash is basically too exhausted to even remain upright, so he's not too concerned.

Or can't afford to be.

Still trying to catch his breath, he simply lets himself rest against Sungmin, a little too overwhelmed and over-stimulated to even touch the other in the usual affectionate ways he would otherwise. ]

I'm okay, [ he murmurs. ] Just tired. [ He sounds drowsy when he says that, too. ]

[ in the pleasure they fell apart, crashing back together only moments later. it brought them closer together and if sungmin had any doubts about his emotions, he certainly didn't now. every touch, every sigh and kiss had confirmed it all, picked up at the developing ties to dig them in deeper. the protective air enhanced along with it and he wanted to do everything in his power to protect dash.

letting out a soft breath, he carded his fingers through dash's hair, the ping of pleasure still there but not as strong or overwhelming. maybe dash needed time to recharge in a way? ]

We should probably get out of the water before the siren decides to unleash another wave of desire. [ sirens were insatiable, not as badly as an incubus but only just. ] We can lay down....I can get us some water and some protein. That was a lot. I didn't know I could - that much.

[ Weary, but not unhappy about it in the least, Dash feels like all his movements are a bit sluggish. He blinks slowly as he leans against Sungmin's shoulder, making a quiet sound of affirmation when the other man speaks. ] Ah, all right, [ he says, voice slightly hazy.

It takes a small amount of doing, but he eventually raises his head and looks at Sungmin. ]

Next time, we'll have a longer bath, [ he says, lips pursed into the tiniest pout. ] But for now, you're right. We should- [ He gestures vaguely, which is apparently supposed to mean "get out of the tub." When he tries, his knees are so shaky, it takes two attempts before he makes it, and he's kind of leaning on Sungmin as he does. ]

I've never felt anything like this, [ he murmurs. ]

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