Love of the Sea (closed for Mairu)

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Prince Julian rode purposefully towards the shore. He had been engaged in sword training with the King's Master of Arms, when his retainer had come bursting into the courtyard, insisting that he must come immediately to see something astounding.

Julian was covered in sweat, and not really in the mood for spectacle. He hadn't really been in the mood much of lately. He was in the prime of his youth and vigor. He could have the choice of anyone he desired. Not only was he a prince, but he was, truly, tall, dark and handsome. Women of the city ran just to see him ride by.

The maddening difficulty was that he didn't really find any of them appealing. He had certainly tried, in various situations, ages, genders, and so forth. But no one fired his imagination, or his loins.

He put his pent up energy into martial exercise, and under good tutelage, was becoming a more formidable. His body was leanly muscled, quick and agile.

And that body now rode to the shore with his retainer. A small crowd had gathered and his retainer bellowed for them to part for the prince. A fisherman looked up at him, "I found her this morning, your highness, washed up from last night's storm."

Julian looked at a woman's body, faced down, covered with seaweed. She was motionless, and he would have thought her to just another person drowned, except for the large fish tale where her legs should be. He dismounted his horse, thinking it must be some kind of joke. There were legends of this sort of thing, but no one really believed them.

He knelt down next to her, noting how her skin seemed to be drying out in the sun. It was quite pale and smooth. like porcelain. He brushed some of the seaweed from her back and face, then took her shoulder. He pushed her over onto her back. His eyes widened as he saw her breasts, full with intensely dark nipples. But he started when she opened her eyes and looked at him fearfully.

He held her shoulder and said softly, "It will be alright."

He looked around him and ordered, "bring me buckets of fresh sea water."

Several people scurried to do his bidding, and soon he was pouring bucket after bucket over her. The water seemed to comfort and revive her, and soon she was seated on the sand, looking very much better.

He ordered his retainer to return to the palace and have his private pool filled with sea water. He ordered one of the merchants to bring a cart and many blankets. He had the blankets soaked with water and placed in the back of the cart. He reached down and lifted her, marveling a many things. The shapeliness of her body, the coolness of her skin, the curious scent of her breath, and perhaps most surprising to him, how aroused he was. He placed her gently in the cart and had her covered with more wet blankets. He mounted his horse and began the short trip back to the palace, watching her as she watched him.
 
Sasha had no clue where she was, what she did know was that she needed water and bad. Ugh. Sasha just had that thought when she felt someone turn her and she opened her eyes, fear filling her as she saw a human. Humans?! No, no no! This was bad! Sasha flinched at his hand and words. Alright?! Was he joking? He was handsome though. No, what was she thinking, she needed to get away, but she could barely move, so dry. That's when she felt water, she instantly felt comfort and felt refreshed, forgetting about everything. Until she sat up, she felt her tail, making sure it was alright, since it seriously couldn't live without the water. Well neither could she when she had her tail. Sasha watched this man, a Prince she guessed, as he talked. Well she didn't really guess as everyone obeyed him and she heard someone say something about a Prince.

Next thing Sasha knew was him picking her up, well this was interesting, a Prince had actually picked her up. He then gently sat her in something and wet blankets were put over her, it wasn't the best but it was better then nothing. As it started moving Sasha watched this Prince, mostly in curiosity. Why would he help her? Didn't most humans just want to experiment? Was she going to be watched and studied anyway for people? Sasha didn't want that and she clutched one of the blankets, fearful of what might happen to her.

Sasha knew she was already a spectacle as they went and it made her want privacy so much more, hoping to get quickly to where they were going. Sasha soon dropped her eyes from the Prince getting more nervous, trying to control her magic as well so that a storm did mot grow, the wind already sort of strong.
 
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Word had obviously spread to the palace, as servant and courtier alike found reason to watch the prince arrive with whatever she was. He ignored them, dismounting, and leading the cart to the gate of his suite. Once the cart had entered, he had the gate closed. After passing through an arched tunnel, they emerged into a lush courtyard, with a decorative pool at the center. Numerous buckets and a trail of water told him his orders had been obeyed. He went to the cart and looked at the young face peering out at him. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said, pulling the wet blankets off her. The sight and sense of her body made him dizzy. He lifted her from the cart and carried her to the pool. He took a step into a shallow portion and lowered her in. The water enveloped her and he felt her pleasure in it. He got out of the water as she dove and emerged again.

"I must go," he said, "but I will be back. I know this is small, but please stay here."

Not knowing if she understood, he rose and spoke with his retainer, "I want the courtyard guarded. No one enters but me. And summon the fisherman who found her. Tell him to bring his freshest catch."

He marched off, knowing what he had to do. In the audience that followed, he convinced his father that she should be treated as a guest, reasoning that a coastal people would benefit from an alliance with her kind. When he returned, he was relieved to see her still in the pool. He sat down on the edge, gazing at her, his heart moving faster with want. He paused, then spoke, "Good day, my name is Julian."
 
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Sasha shrank in the cart as she saw all the people, Sasha didn't like all the humans staring at her. Usually Sasha was a calm and confident person but around all these humans she just got scared and emotional. Soon though the Prince took her somewhere that all those people didn't follow into and Sasha felt better, calmer now that there weren't as many humans. Soon they entered a place that had a pool and Sasha was eager to get in there. Soon enough the prince was pulling blankets off her, having said he wouldn't hurt her. After getting all the blankets off her, he carried her to the pool, laying her in and she immediately started swimming and diving, like a dolphin. She heard him tell her to stay and then he left and Sasha did stay, enjoying the water.

Sasha was floating by the time he came back and at his words she opened her eyes and turned her head towards him, a smile on her lips. "Isn't it Prince? I heard someone call you that on the way here. Also thank you for the pool but it can also be fresh water you know. As long as it's water and I can submerge myself in it, I'm happy, but thank you." Sasha then swam over to him, looking at him curiously. "One question though, am I going to be experimented on cause if so I would rather leave or die trying. I really don't want to be an experimental test subject."
 
His eyes widened at hearing her reply to him. Her accent was curious, but she clearly knew the language, if not the particular dialect of his region. He realized that she had understood everything that she had heard so far....

"How..." he started, "Uh, no, no experimentation. That would be rude to experiment on a guest."

He swallowed. Her eyes were a deep green in this light, and seemed to look deep within him. He didn't dare let his eyes follow lower, as her breasts had emerged from the water, looking full and delicious. He wondered if she sensed his arousal...

"At some point though, if you don't mind, I do have a thousand questions," he rallied, "We haven't seen a.... anyone like you, in.. well since.. a long time ago."

He sensed her amusement at his consternation. He managed to pull his face together though when he heard someone wrap on the gate, and announce the fisherman had arrived. "Are you hungry?" he asked, "I have had the freshed fish brought... although, I don't know. Do you like fish?"
 
Sasha smiled and breathed a sigh of relief at the no experimentation. "Well that's a relief. I've heard from some others of my kind that some humans just want to experiment. I'm glad you aren't one of them." Sasha watched this guy, so handsoe. More handsome then those of her kind, but of course even if he was nice and handsome she couldn't get involved she reminded herself. Even if the handsome guy was nice handsome humans were usually the playboys.

Sasha suddenly looked down in worry and saw her eyes were showing green in the light and sighed. They were actually blue. Green meant she had her tail too long. The thing about her was she was a nymph. Nymph, NOT mermaid. Call her a mermaid and you were in big trouble. The other thing, she was whather kind called a royal. More magic than others, but it came at a cost. She could only have her tail so long, but without a sapphire.... Sasha suddenly heard him spoke and laughed. "Do you mean a mermaid? I am not one if so, rather I am a nymph. Also do you have a necklace with a sapphire Ican borrow? It's important, and I will answer any questions as best as I can."

Sasha then heard someone knock and dipped in the water, only her face showing, she then smiled. "Fish are okay but shrimp and crab are better. Just saying." Sasha smiled again, still watching him, wondering that if she got a sapphire that when he made her leave if he would let her keep the sapphire.
 
"A sapphire necklace?" he pondered, "would a ring do? I will have to check. And crab and lobster. How do like them prepared?"

He felt silly asking. No fires under the sea. He rose, his breeches wet, his erection showing more clearly. How did she have this effect on him?

As he walked towards the gate, he was suddenly amazed at himself. He was a prince, and yet he was scurrying to attend to the wishes of a... nymph? He drew himself up, summoning that mantle of royal command he was so accustomed to wearing. He ordered a servant to find his sapphire ring and a silver chain. He then spoke another retainer, telling him to reward the fisherman and have him deliver his freshest catch daily, crab and lobster in particular. He summoned another servant and ordered a low table and cushions be set by the pool. He would dine there tonight.

He then ordered wine. A servant returned with glasses and a decanter. He ordered them set by the pool, with cushions. When it had been arranged, under his watchful eye, he returned to the water. Sasha emerged at his approach, and one glance at her cause his cock to harden once more.

He settled on a cushion next to the water, and poured himself a glass of wine. He looked over at her, seeing her from the sternum up, looking wet and delicious, and asked, "Wine?"
 
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"A ring is perfect, I just need the sapphire to be in it." Sasha needed it quickly, before the pain started. She didn't have long and was worried. She then giggled. "I didn't say lobster but thats okay and do it however you like, though I would like to try it cooked if you don't mind. Sasha saw as he rose that he had what the human people called an erection and Sasha smiled. Huh, guess he liked the way she looked.

Sasha then watched as he ordered the people and as a low table and cushions were brought, hiding mostly, not trusting anyone but this prince and only him cause she had to. Then wine was brought and she suddenly felt thirst, sea water wasn't the best to drink so she nodded at the Prince when he asked and drew up a bit but it was hard. "Yes please but that sapphire is needed. "Sasha felt dizzy with the effort of keeping herself up, this tail of hers making things harder, then she felt the first stab of pain and winced, both her hands going to between her breasts but it was over quickly.
 
He noticed her pained expression and was about to enquire, when he heard footsteps. A servant arrived with the ring and a silver chain. The girl gave him the ring and glanced at the pool, until Julian dismissed her. Sasha rose from the water, her hand extended, trembling. The prince put the ring in her palm and observed the stone glow briefly. He could feel sasha's relief, almost pleasure, and waited until her now blue eyes focussed on him again.

"Better?" he asked, sipping more wine. She smiled at him, and the sudden vitality and sensuality, made his heart pound and his loins ache.

"Not thhat I am an expert," he mused, "but you, the ring, magic seems to be afoot. Do enlighten me."

He left out the part about his mounting arousal. He was in control, for now. He listened to her, trying to make sense of it all. He tried not to look at her, the movement of her full lips, the youthful lushness of her body. When she finished speaking, he looked into her sapphire eyes, "and my desire for you? Is that a result of your magic too?"
 
Sasha dipped into the water as a servant girl came and thankfully she was dismissed quickly and Sashs rose, her hand extended for the ring. When he placed it in her hand it glowed briefly as she poured magic into it and felt some relief, now she would be able to change her tail. She then swam to the very shallow end before he spoke and she nodded. "Yes, the main difference between nymphs and mermaids is that us nymphs have magic." Still holding the ring Sasha's tail disappeared and she had legs, standing up, steady because she was used to them, she then giggled at his question about desire. "I don't control desire, and I barely know you, even if I did have some power or magic over desire why would I use it on a prince I barely know? I know how human royalty is, your nice and all but you are still young, you will change most likely." Sasha spoke as she stepped out, making the water go inside her and since she had the sapphire she didn't need the water.

Sasha then walked over to one of the cushions and knelt onto it. "Also though being naked as a nypmh is lovely I was wondering if you had any commoner clothes I could wear. They are much more comfortable then the stiff clothes of the royalty, no offense." Sasha talked as she poured a little wine for herself, loving how it tasted. "The wine is excellent by the way. One of the joys of royal life, everything is luxurious and high quality. The clothes though are just too high quality and so bad for the comfort but royal life isn't ALL about comfort is it. Even though there are things that make it easier it still can be a hardship, but excuse me I ramble." Sasha smiled and sipped more of his wine, wondering what his take on her was. Did he dislike her personality or was he intrigued by it. Either way she was willing to make a deal with him but first there were other matters.
 
Julian was stunned as he watched Sasha's transformation. He began to feel a bit out of his league. What else was she capable of? Warring with that caution was a heart pounding desire for her. He had, literally, never wanted anyone as much as he wanted her. He half listened to her as she walked over to a cushion and knelt upon it. He caught himself as he started to lean towards her.

He listened to her request for clothing. "Probably a good idea," he commented, "I don't think I could have an intelligent conversation with you naked."

He stood as she giggled, and he stifled a groan looking down at her, aching for her to be kneeling in front of him, pleasuring him...

"I will be back presently," he said, wheeling, trying to gain some control. He wandered back to his quarters and grabbed a nightshirt. Sasha rose as she saw him returning. He stopped a couple feet from her, and proffered her the nightshirt. "I am fresh out of women's garments, but this should do for the moment," he offered.

She took the garment and raising her arms, slipped it over her head and on. The soft fabric settled into place, clinging to her moist skin, her nipples making shadows beneath the fabric. Driven by desire, he closed the distance between them, and then stepped back as he heard servants entering with dinner.

He took Sasha's hand and escorted her back to a cushion. He returned to his as dinner was placed before them. He dismissed the servants and set about eating hungrily. He was so very hungry...
 
Sasha thought as Julian went wherever. She needed someplace where she could be in the water when she needed and also out of it too. So she decided she would offer Julian a deal. Soon he came back and had a nightshirt and she put it on and then looked at him, now having a bit of desire growing in her but she pushed it aside as they went to the cushions. She smiled as dinner was placed before them and she ate slowly, with her fingers, loving how the food tasted. Suddenly though she stopped eating and looked straight at him. "I want to make a deal with you."

Sasha waited a minute for Julian to look up before continuing and smiled once he did. "I want to stay here and in return I will have an alliance formed between our kind and I'll do whatever YOU want. Only you. Also if it has something to do with someone else I might refuse depending on the situation. I'll give you some time to think it over but I think it's a good deal on your end." Sasha then went back to eating, with sips of wine between bites.
 
Julian was indeed surprised by her offer. It sounded too good to be true... The thought of her doing whatever he wanted......

He set his wine down and looked at her penetratingly, "You make a very attractive offer. As you say, it would be a great deal on my end."

He fought the desire to accept immediately, "I am curious though... How do you benefit from this arrangement? Don't you want to return home?"

He listened to her, fought to listen to her. Her voice was the siren's call and his control was waning fast. When she finished, he reached over and took her hand, feeling the smoothness of her skin, her cool flesh warming in his, and tilted his head, "And forgive me, but since you are an integral part of this, and I have seen you make rather radical transformations... how do I put this? Is this the real you? Or will you change into something else if you hold another gem, or something?"
 
Sasha watched Julian as he spoke but her eyes turned sad as he said hom. "I have no home, and I need both land and water to live, because I have more magic than even others of my kind. A royal is what they call me, more like a burden which I actually heard when I was young." Sasha dwelled into her memory but was brought back at the feel of his hand, looking at him in surprise and then desire. She listened quietly to him and then started laughing but quickly stopped. "I'm sorry but that was just funny to me. The sapphire did help me change but I could change without it, just harder to do. The sapphire helps me channel my magic and no I wouldn't change into anything else. Only reason I can have legs is cause I need them to move on land easily and the tail needs water ALL the time. Actually every nymph can form legs but only royals like me who need to will change."
 
Her laughter was delicious to him, and he found himself smiling. Amused, he nodded, "Good, good, your present form is quite pleasing to me. I would hate to find out it was just a mask, however pretty."

He had felt her sadness about having no home. He wondered why, but like a thousand other questions, it would wait. He stood and extended his hand to her, "It will be getting dark soon, and this courtyard is hardly private. I wish to see you away from prying eyes."

She took his hand and he pulled her to standing, so close to him that her scent wafted over him. He took her hand and set it on his arm, then led her towards his private chambers. As they walked, he explained, "Any alliance, formal or informal, will have to be presented to the King. With my word though, it should be accepted. As to your staying here, I propose that we get to know each other better, before making a deal. I have seen too many unhappy arranged marriages. I do not wish mine to be."

He took her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly, "agreed?"
 
Sasha smiled and nodded. "I understand but the only thing different is the legs. My personality is the same, everything else is the same and those things are what make me, me." Sasha then saw as he stood and extended his hand and without hesitation she took it, once again feelingsome desire for him. Why though? He was a human, he may be nice but he would never want a nymph long-term would he? Soon they had started walking and she kept up with him, and understood until the word marriage. "Marriage? It doesn't have to be. I can still make the alliance and I would think you would want to marry another princess. I don't know who the princess of nymphs is but it isn't me. The only reason an alliance would work is because the nymph people want one already but have no one to speak for them as of yet." Sasha then noticed how her words sounded, like she was repulsed or something and explained more. "It's not that I dislike the idea but wouldn't you want a true human who was of the same standard as you for marriage? Instead of a nymph?"
 
He sensed her confusion, and if he hadn't been near to panting over her, perhaps he would have too. But some things seemed quite clear to him.

"Nymphs? I really don't know what that means. Until a few hours ago, I didn't know you existed. I don't know what the differences are between us. I know very little actually," he began.

"But, I do know a couple things. If I do nothing, I will be married off to some stranger from one of our allies, and heaven knows how that would turn out."

He stopped, and turned towards her, drawing her closer, "And I know that I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone in my life."

His arm curled around her during the last few words, and he pulled her tightly against him, her breasts pressing against his chest, as he lowered his lips to hers.
 
Sasha was surprised at his words and very confused. So he didn't want to marry someone from another country of equal standard? He and she were practically strangers as well for that matter anyway. Sasha was still listening and thinking when he drew her close and she was just about to speak, even though it would have been stuttered when his arm went around her and he lowered his lips. At that point it was all too much hitting her at once. She had downplayed it but he was what she had imagined her perfect man to be. Now he was so close, his scent intoxicating her and when their lips touched her passion broke out of it's cage and she kissed him back fiercely, wanting to just be submerged in him, feel him all around her, like he was the only thing that existed. Everything was washing over her at once it seemed and she didn't hold back as she clutched his shirt, pulling him tighter against her before her mind started to pull her back and she broke away from the kiss, that one part of her mind trying to push her passion back into it's cage, saying this was wrong, humans are dangerous, especially the tall dark and handsome ones but her passion and the other side of her mind fought back and she searched his eyes, wondering if he was just wanting her body and would toss her aside afterwards or was he truly different?
 
Julian saw the look in her eyes, and stopped. "I guess woman and nymphs have one thing in common, a realistic distrust in men. I can't say I blame you."

He pulled her in close again, everything about her intoxicating, arousing, "but you are making me feel things I've never felt, and I have to know if its real."

And with that, he scooped her off her feet and carried her to the door of his quarters. He had to set her upon her feet to open the door. He pulled it open and waited. The choice was hers.
 
Sasha heard Julian's words but was too busy trying to distract herself from the way he looked and smelled and felt to pay much attention. What she did pay attention to was when he pulled her close saying he had to know if this was real and the sound of his voice made her feel like she was melting. Then he surprised her by picking her up and into his arms, easily and gracefully, like she weighed nothing at all. Sasha blushed as he carried her, not resisting as she thought she would have just yesterday even. He then put her down at a door and then opened it and she realized the intention. There wasn't much doubt about what she would do, he had already captured her body mind and soul, so after pausing she went in, looking around and then at him, her knees weak and shaky. He was all that she had ever wanted and she made up her mind, if he didn't take the deal soon she would convice him and seduce him herself, even though she didn't know if she could. She was a virgin and believe or not had never had a sexual encounter before. She knew what stuff was but this was different.
 
Julian burned for her, wanted her, craved her, and perhaps most surprisingly, cared for her. He had the feeling that a window was opening for him, and he had to seize the moment. She stood before him, dressed only in his night shirt, her hard nipples telling of her desire.

He seriously needed to be wearing less. He unbuckled his belt and removed it and the dagger which hung from it. He started to unbutton his brocade vest, when Sasha stepped closer, "Let me."

She undid the buttons and slid it off. His breath quickened at the slightest touch of her hand. His breeches were secured by ties on each hip and she undid each of them, and giggled as the garment fell to his feet. He stepped out of it, only his shirt and undergarment remaining. She looked at him as she knelt down, reaching under his shirt to the ties which secured his garment. She fumbled with it, then untied it and pulled the garment down. His cock finally sprang free, large and darkly colored, dripping. He stepped out of that garment, his cock swaying as he did. She looked up at him, hesitating.

She told him that she had never... "Ah," he replied, bending over to take her shoulders and raise her to standing, "I will be gentle. Is.. uh.. there anything I need to know about your kind?"
 
Sasha saw as he started to take his clothes off and she went to help, nervous and eager at the same time as she helped him. She only fumbled a little with the clothes but soon his cock was free and then she didn't know what to do and hesitated, telling him about her virginity. He seemed to understand and stood her up, telling her he would be gentle. Then he asked about nymphs and nodded. "Well we can have sex like humans but I don't know if we can produce babies with humans." Sasha was blushing, getting shy, not knowing what to do at all.
 
Julian smiled and his eyes twinkled, "Let's find out."

His heart was beating fast as he pulled her into his arms, only the thin layers of their shirts separating them. His cock was so very hard, upright, its thickness pressed against her belly. He marvelled at the sensation. He had never been so aroused.

He ached to sheath himself in her and had to keep reminding himself to go slow. He still growled with delight as he lifted her again and carried her to his bed. The nightshirt rose up her legs, giving a clear view of her sex, wet and flushed.

He laid her on the bed and lay down next to her, not daring to lie on top of her. Their lips met again, their lisses passionate and curious. His hands caressed her, unbuttoning the nightshirt, baring her completely. Her nipples were hard and swollen, and wet he knew not how. They both groaned as he teased them further.

Sasha was not quiet, moans and sighs flowed from her lips. But the cry and words that she gasped when he began to stroke her furrow, were not known to him. Her clit was pronounced, and he grinned at her sensitivity. He could feel his heartbeat in his cock, her arousal fanning his.

Abruptly, he felt her pulling on his shirt, begging, "Please!"
 
Sasha quivered as Julian pulled her into his arms, feeling his hard cock against her belly. He then picked her up and carried her bed, her nightshirt going up and revealing her wet pussy, reminding her of her breasts and the lactating. She wondered if that would be a problem as he layed on the bed beside her. Thry kissed passionately, exploring each other curiously. Sasha was vocal as he explored her and knew that if someone was near they would probably hear her and she blushed a deep red at this, but didn't stop him, crying out and uttering words that were probably strange to him. Soon she could handle no more teasing and pulled on his shirt. "Please, fuck me. Please, need it. Please! Pleaseeeee." Sasha was moving wantonly and had lust in her eyes as she looked at him, pleading.
 
Julian had had various women say similar things to him, some trying to wile their way into his heart. But the intensity in her voice made his head swim. He was beyond aroused. Laying with her, just touching her, had been more intense than any sex he had had before. His cock was literally dripping, pulsing. And now she begged for him...

He rose to his knees and ripped his shirt open and off. Sasha reached for him, as he moved on top of her. Her legs spread for him, as he guided his cock to furrow. He gasped as the head brushed up and down, immediately coated with her juices. Part of him knew that she felt different, a subtle tingling sensation wherever her wetness touched his skin. His body convulsed as he pressed and felt the head enter her. He felt her pulsing around him, as though he sex was sucking his member, pulling him in.

All thought was wiped from his brain, including the notion of her virginity and going slow. He thrust, giving a strangled cry as his cock buried itself deeply in her. The consuming sensation increased, pulling his member, as though devouring him. Julian lost all control, his hips thrusting hard. He was suddenly in rut. He head snapped back and he started to cum, slamming into her, strong pulses of semen filling her. He felt like a virgin himself again, overwhelmed by the sensations.

When the last ebb of his climax passed, he looked at her, feeling again, overwhelmed. "I'm.. sorry..." he stammered, "I didn't mean... it was... you were so.... I..."

He stopped and bent to kiss her, hoping she might understand. He shifted slightly, and groaned. Her body, her sex, continued to pulse around him. He backed up, intending to pull out from her, and was astonished to find that he was still erect. He looked into her deep blue eyes, "Sasha, who... how?"

He felt her hands on his hips, pulling him back into her. His member slid deep again, and his mind went blank, save for the compulsion to mate.
 
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