Re: Island Adventure: Abe & Sasha Close your eyes. Oh, she did. She had the moment she went under, thanks to the salt in the water. But she felt his arm around her waist, and as much as she was ready to be let go she was equally as grateful to cling hard to Abe, trusting him to take care of it. The rush of water was unnatural, too fast, too strong, yet Sasha didn't pay as much mind to that as she did to how much she needed to breathe. The next thing she knew they broke through the surface, and she gasped greedily before breaking into a small fit of coughs. Once she was done, Abe's change barely registered in her mind until she opened her eyes. Not that she was disappointed or anything, dreamy cute as he was, but she was expecting more blue.
Abe smiled down at her, and her starry smile spread wide across her face. "Yup," she answered, still a little breathless from the rush of water that had tried to take her and the strain it had put on her lungs. She deigned from pointing out that he was a fishman and that technically fell under the traditional definition of weird. "You better get used to it," she acknowledged the weirdness in the cave with a laugh to her words, and nuzzled in close to him so not even the water could creep between them. "I'm not easy to get rid of."
Sasha leaned in and kissed him again, this time in broad daylight where it could not be struck up as some dance in darkness that they could deny later. Long and needy, and while she knew he had to have known how much she liked him, she tried to prove that she felt the same out here as she did in the caves. Eventually she pulled back and grinned up into his eyes, "Let's go back up to house. We can go get a BLT at Mad Dog's." Yeah, Sasha was perpetually hungry.