Under the water they went, and for a moment Adamaris found herself holding her breath before she remembered that she was protected, and her face was untouched. It was strange, to feel her hair damp and matted against her face and neck, while it flowed all around her in the water, both wet and dry all at once. It was mesmerizing, and as he drew her down deeper, she couldn't help but gasp at the new sights.
Fish, colorful as the ones from the sea that she had seen only in paintings, and plants that looked straight out of the fae realm she had heard so many stories about. She took it all in with wide eyes, all of it so new--and yet so strangely nostalgic, filling her with both wonder and a strange sense of...loss. It didn't make sense, yet it made her heart hurt, like she was missing something she had never known. It was odd, but she didn't have time to ponder the sensation, the hurt, the loss, for long.
Because then Kheelan was there, his lips on hers, and it snapped her out of her wide-eyed staring and reminded her of where she was. She was with him, sharing hungry kisses, plants and water swirling around them, and then he whispered those two words. Adamaris blinked, head cocked.
"What do you--?"
She didn't get a chance to finish the question when she felt something wrap around her wrists, her ankles, and she let out a startled cry and kicked in kneejerk fear as they pulled her down. Somewhere in the back of her mind she remembered the tales she had heard, about krakens and water monsters, and her mind immediately jumped to that before she realized they were only plants. But their hold was still firm as they splayed her out on the mossy bed, and her heart was still thundering in her ears as she squirmed, testing their give. Some deep instinct screamed against being bound like this, and she panted for air as she fought against the rising panic, though her white skin was flushed pink at how indecently exposed she was.
But before she could all out panic, Kheelan's mouth was on hers, and she remembered his words--to trust him. She let out a breath through her nose and leaned up into the kiss--and then gasped when he went lower. Oh. She let out a surprised whimper as he kissed her neck, her clavicles, sending shivers and chills all along her skin. A surprised gasp left her when his lips and teeth found her breasts, and she squirmed all the more, startled at the molten heat pooling between her legs. She jerked against the bindings, writhing, letting out soft moans that she tried hard to clamp her teeth against but couldn't stop.
Stop. She should stop this. This wasn't what unwed ladies did. But the fear had quickly grown to hot-blooded excitement, awakening something hungry and primal inside her, that same instinct that had drawn her to him in the first place. She didn't want to stop. She didn't particularly want to be bound, but she didn't want to stop, and she didn't care about the consequences. Down here, it was like she was a different person, the person the water sang to, and she arched her back and bucked her hips with need as Kheelan traveled ever lower, hands on her breasts, then her ass, as his lips kissed between her legs.
Adamaris let out a startled cry, tugging against the bindings that prevented her from squeezing her thighs against his head in reflex. His mouth and tongue were doing...something. Something very new and startling and amazing, making pleasure blossom in her core, spreading warmth throughout her body despite the cool water. She felt the plants release their grip, and then wrap around her neck and waist, and she immediately grabbed at his hair as though to hold him there.
"Kheelan!" she cried, startled, enraptured, confused, all at once. "What...what are you...?"