Snippet #1749910

Riley watched Alky close fighting against his urge to charge in a beat the hell out of who ever made her cry. He shook his head dismissing the thoughts racing in his head his darker personality bubbling to the surface. He walked over and flopped on the couch behind Alky and Two he let his hands freeze up a bit before rubbing the nap of Alky's neck "Help any at all darling?" His thick irish accent pick up being that close to her. He let his fingers dance up her and down her spine well from the nape to where it dipped below her hoodie.

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Isadora pulled a flawless scared to death look that lasted all of a few moments."Honestly my kind is seen as demons to men that fact that you got in water with me shocked the hell out of me you know, we sing to your kind and lure you to your watery grave." The last part melded into a song before she even noticed it throwing a hand over her mouth with a giggle "tricky tricky thing that singing bit." She eyed him cocking her head to the side "I wonder if a race as old as your can even be swayed with a pretty song." She said it more to herself then to him. "But nah I wont run I got a not so nice bite of my own," her eyes sparkled bright gold at him "OH I bet our colors match!" She giggled more laying on her back laughing a bit to hard for what it was called for, but she had almost forgotten the sound of her laugh. She leaned up on her elbows looking at him, "By the by Fishy is so not an ok nickname just f.y.i. I mean would you like me to call you Spyro?" Her eyes flickered to his with a cester cat smile, "Actually I kinda like it a bit."

She pulled her tail out of the water and quickly dried it rubbing her legs down with avocado oil glancing at him "So Spyro what else are you set to do then?"