I've been living on the resort for two months now, Gene managed to pull some strings and get me moved into a long term stay home placed over the water, and it is amazing. I get my own personal cleaners, Cindy and Mavis are my favourite; I get breakfast, lunch, and dinner brought to me, I get a hot tub placed inside the actual ocean, and there's a window right above my bed that's overlooking the stars, and for a good ten to twenty minutes every night, I get a perfect view of the moon.
I'm still working the same job as before, but there's more respect to it; I'm now officially the assistant Guide. No clue as to why though, I'm terrible when it comes to controlling water, but I don't want to let Gene down.
"June! Are you awake yet?" Gene knocks on my door, calling out to me. He's been more manic lately, no clue why but judging by his mumbling it has something to do with an upcoming moon.
I let him in with a smile, I've already finished my morning routine so I'm nicely done up, and he definitely notices. "Why are you in such a hurry today?" I ask, sweetly. "Where Rane?" Typically the three of us have breakfast together before his tutoring classes, provided by the resort.
"I dropped him off early today," Gene says, pulling me into a comfortable goodmorning hug. Upon breaking it, I find our faces incredibly close together, his perfect grin intoxicating. He's still as nicely groomed as the day we met. He slides his fingers along my arms, releasing them from his waist until we're holding hands, his pulse quick when compared to my own. Our fingers intertwine and he presses my hands against his chest. "There's something special I have planned for us, don't worry, it shouldn't affect your work."
"What is it?" My question escapes me like a breath, low, showing passion despite the lacking volume.
"How about we go for a swim tonight? Just you and I? In one of the private coves that have the best views of the sky."
"I do enjoy our nights alone together, and I've been wanting to hear more about your family, you know, before I meet them." Our breaths hitch with our lips barely touching, I can feel his warmth pressed up against me, I desire it, crave it, need it.
But no.
We've agreed to save ourselves until the time feels right; we want it to be more than just a horny fling. We want our first time together to mean something. We want it to matter.
"Where shall I meet you?"
His smile makes my heart race, his voice pulling me in, "You know that cove near the salt beds? Closest to the deep ocean? Meet me there, tonight, right when you finish work."
I squeeze his hand three times. We've never said it to each other, but I know deep down, that I mean it. "I'll see you tonight."
It's like time was moving in slow motion all day today, it was honestly making me quite irritable; I nearly told the Guide that his cloak did not make him look mystical today. Good thing I controlled myself, the aftermath of that sort of insult would've been an utter headache.
I rush to pack up everything after our last class, which took a horrendous amount of time to finish answering everyone's questions. They kept asking how 'the moon tonight will affect the water.' Whatever that means. I've been staring at the sky every night for the past two months and I've yet to see anything abnormal, I'm sure that Gene would've excitedly told me about it anyway.
I wonder why he chose tonight though when I have a day off in two days. Perhaps he finally wants to make us official! I'll be able to meet his family!
Except, when I finally leave the meditation corner and gaze up towards the sky, I discover what had caused all the questions tonight.
It's pink.
The moon is massive, glistening, and pink.
What the fuck does this mean?
I'm sure Gene will know something about this, he's always so knowledgeable about everything. I can't wait to meet his family.
The trip is dark and a little bumpy at times as I traverse the outer terrain of the resort, but I finally reach the cove Gene told me about. The salts within it glow a bright pink, reflecting and enhancing the natural beauty of the moon.
I dive in the water and swim underneath the outer wall until I find myself inside a dome of pink lights. Gene is already here, seated atop a nearby rock, legs curled in and arms keeping them in place, smiling.
"Beautiful night tonight, huh?" His smooth voice is low and relaxing and I can't help but eye beneath his waist, craving him.
I want to drag him into the water and feel him deep inside me. I'll be his deep ocean.
He taps the rock beside him and helps pull me up, instinctually, I rest my head on his chest, exhaling into his warmth, breathing in his scent, sea salt and smoked applewood.
I want to tear off his clothes and admire his bare body.
"You see up there," He gestures to the moon with one arm and pulls me closer with the other, his muscles tensing against my cold, wet chest. "This is the special night I've been telling you about. The pink moon, known for creating long lasting relationships, where they only end when one person dies. This is why I wanted us to wait for so long, when to be honest, I've wanted you from that very first night. When we were both sitting so close together, overlooking the park, our hands just barely touching. Tonight is a special night; I want us to bind ourselves to each other tonight, devote ourselves to each other's beings and truly become one with each other as well as the ocean and the spirits."
"I'll do anything to prove my feelings for you," My lips barely touch his, and yet, I feel the sensation all throughout my body.
But no, I must control myself, prove that I desire him for more than just his body.
"There is a temple, deep under us. With no exterior assistance, we must swim together to reach it, using each other as our air. Then, when we do, we must rid ourselves of our clothes and any jewelry, and procreate, only then, will the conditions be met, and our souls will be binded."
We're getting married and having a child tonight? Oh my god yes! This is a dream come true!
"Anything for you," I moan into his ear.
He takes one final, long look up at the sky, and finds me, exhaling, "Let's go."
We each take deep breaths and launch ourselves into the water, working together to swim lower and lower, locking lips and transferring air when one of us looks almost empty. I'm incredibly buoyant, so it's quite difficult to swim straight down. But Gene wraps himself around me and manages to pull us both down using his powerful legs. His strong chest is pressed tightly against me, and before I realize it, we've reached the temple. It's magnificent. Pillars going in a circular motion, a square altar in the center, with thousands of staircases leading further down into the water.
We plant our feet down on the altar, suddenly able to breathe with ease despite my body still attempting to float back up to the surface.
Gene starts undressing me, his rough hands gently pull away at my button top, unclips my shorts, slides my underwear down to my ankles, and gets on his knees. His fingers rub between my lips, sliding in and out with ease. His nose presses against my clitoris and my eyes roll back, his tongue tasting my insides, and my knees buckle, he holds me up.
He throws me down onto the altar, his bare body suddenly pinning me down, his massive cock pulsing, thick and hard.
I scream when it enters me, moan when it slides back out, and beg for more when I feel it deep within me, thrusting, hot.
His hair is down now, wet and reaching past his eyes, I grab at the luscious locks and pull him closer to me, groaning into his ear, feeling him throb inside me. I jolt back, my head hitting the hard rock of the altar, air escaping my lungs, yet I feel like I've never breathed this clearly before in my life.
He grips my breasts, massaging them with an expression of pure euphoria.
I can feel it.
I can feel how close he is.
Oh god yes.
Yes.
Yes. Please oh god yes.
He's hot and sweaty and wet and wraps his hard body around me, his dick deep inside me, and I can feel him cum.
And I do, as well. Face vibrating and warm, body tender, dehydrated yet still so, so wet.
And so, so tired.