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CONTINUATION — when your crush becomes ariel 🧜🏻‍♀️

[biscuity]

( thread up to this point )

[ Hearing that she feels good to him (especially that she doesn’t feel better than normal) thrills her as much as the way he grabs onto her, at how distinctly she can feel him filling out against her. The tail certainly isn’t ideal, in more than one way, but she’s oddly excited by how sensitive it is, how well she can feel him. It’s a poor replacement for actually having him inside of her, of course, and the thought that she could be stuck like this permanently starts creeping in again, though she’s quick to push it aside in favor of focusing on Bellamy’s words. ]

You’ll return the favor some other time, [ she murmurs against his jaw, lips grazing across his skin in light, teasing kisses as she pulls back to look at him. ] I’m not worried. [ Even if they hadn’t just agreed on a very good celebration when she’s back to normal, even if she somehow got stuck like this, she knows Bellamy would find a way to return the favor.

She notices the difference in his expression and while she’s charmed by it on some level, it simply won’t do. (And not just because on some level deep down, beneath the thrill of her swim and finding Bellamy with his hand on his dick, she’s self-conscious about the tail.) One hand keeps him held against her tail, thumb slowly circling along the head of his erection, while the other moves to cup his face. ] I would want you just as bad if you were the one with the tail, you know. [ Catching a stray droplet from his cheek, Clary shifts herself closer, pressing their chests together so he can feel something that hasn’t changed, too. ]

There is nothing that you could do, or say, or become that would make me want you any less, Bellamy. [ She pauses, just for a moment, before her soft smile shifts to something more salacious and flirty, obviously not bothered by his arousal. ] And for the record? I like that you’re this hard for me now, with the tail, because it would make want I want do to really difficult if you weren’t.

[tombom]

[ He definitely plans on returning the favor, not that he thinks that's the reason for her plans. It never is when it comes to Clary. She's so genuine at being kind and generous without any ulterior motives. He doesn't know when exactly it'll be his turn but it's practically a promise, even without him having to declare it aloud because he doesn't need to. They both know once her legs back, he'll be all over - literally. Her legs will ache from familiar positions she finds herself in as well as new ones he introduces her to, from her thighs down to her ankles. And he knows that's the way she likes it because he'll always ask in the morning how she is, almost like he's worried he pushed her too far, and she'll usually reply with 'the good kind of sore' before reassuring him with kisses that it's the perfect way to wake up with him. ]

Words I never thought I'd hear a girl say to me. [ He manages to let out a chuckle after what she says about wanting him if their roles were reversed. The press of her breasts against him is a wonderful reminder that some parts of her have remained the same, including her runes. ]

Thank god you still have these... [ Breathing heavily from the slow attention her thumb is delivering him, he can't help but move his mouth down the same hand she's holding his face with, to kiss the rune near the inside of her wrist. ] You're not you without them...

So how do you plan on destroying me today? [ He still hasn't caught on as to what her plan is, but he's excited to find out. ]

[biscuity]

[ Just like their first night together, when Bellamy first showed attention to that particular rune, Clary feels a (now familiar) heat twist low in her belly, one that has nothing to do with arousal and everything to do with how crazy she is about him. It's such an innocuous spot and yet the kiss feels more intimate than his cock held to her tail or her bare breasts against his skin.

Her smile turns softer again as she watches him, fingers moving to brush over his lips after he asks his question. ] In a way that you've been wanting for a really long time now. [ With a quick grin, and not giving him a chance to respond, Clary shifts her tail again — this time to put a small bit of distance between them at the same time that she disappears beneath the water.

Settling a hand at Bellamy's hip, she wraps the other around his cock once more, fingers stroking over him until her hand settles at his abdomen, thumb and two fingers still wrapped around him for stability. Then she drops a little further down, thankful for the depth of the hot springs because it means she can easily drag her tongue along the underside of him without bending into a weird position, tracing the length of him until she gets to the head.

Then she wraps her lips around it, sucking almost teasingly at the very tip of his length, wishing she could more clearly hear any sounds it might pull from him. ]