Return of Ikrah - Almost Drowning His Love

He couldn't help himself in that moment. Camouflaging himself to match the surrounding, he made his way to the pond and climbed in under the water. He swam toward the bottom all the way to her feet. Floating in place, he caressed her legs without revealing himself. To her, he was merely a current in the water ebbing around and between her languid lower limbs. The burn scars on her skin were his fault. He remembered acting in careless outrage over their first true lover's quarrel during their original marriage. Strangely, he wanted to touch them now, wishing he had the power to heal them. Before long, she moved away clambering onto the natural stepping stones at the edge of the pond. She knelt on the bank looking back into the pond searching for what was down there. The doe skin bra and knickers on her pleased his eyes very much. She was well endowed indeed, with the right amount of curves to her figure. He looked up through the water at her face, losing himself in those dark amber eyes. Maybe he shouldn't, but he did. As she leaned over closer to the surface, he moved toward her mouth meeting her there as she submerged her face into the water to look beneath. Though she couldn't see his face as he was made of water at this point, he kissed her ever so sensitively on the lips. He gazed into her searching eyes as he remained there helping her breathe to keep her submerged longer than should be. She blinked slowly as if wrought in a dream state until she fell asleep in that kiss. Water fell away from him as he surfaced, catching her in his arms. He emerged out of the pond to shed off the water on them, holding her for a long moment before sighing over his sleeping beauty.