![]() ![]() Their former incarnations, Treande and Owyn, had been equals in everything. Ian tasted of the ocean and of the promise of Taren’s new life. Taren flicked his tail to propel him around so that he and Ian swam toward each other, arms extended, then moved upward as they laced their fingers together and floated perpendicular to the sea floor. Here, many feet below the surface, the pressure of the water created a warm cocoon around Taren and drove the warmth in his chest to his extremities, making his fingers more sensitive. ![]() ![]() Large schools of silver fish followed the contours of their bodies, calling to mind the shimmer of moon across the waves. Ian released Taren as they glided over the sand at the bottom. More thrilling, perhaps, was the knowledge that Ian was his, that Ian desired him above all others, that Taren held Ian’s heart. Taren loved to watch Ian swim, watch the sinews of his body ripple as he moved his tail, watch his hair twist in the current. As an Ea, he possessed strength and surprising grace few others did. In this form, Ian’s chest was broad and the muscles of his belly and arms more powerful. More than anything, Taren found the Ea mating ritual a beautiful thing. ![]() They swam out from land as they held each other, tails beating the water in tandem as they spiraled in a dizzying dance. ![]()
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