It took awhile for Eliana to speak and when she did, her voice wavered with drowsiness. "I really do want to go diving. Maybe I can get Chloe and Klaus to come with." The idea must have made her smile, because her lip quirked up lazily and her face relaxed more.
He'd smile a bit, he'd always liked the idea of diving, sounded cool to him, meeting new people not too much but he was good with making friends sometimes.
"As long as we don't got lost at sea, that sounds good to me," Chuckling slightly as he remembered her bucket list.
"As long as we don't got lost at sea, that sounds good to me," Chuckling slightly as he remembered her bucket list.
"No promises. Then, if Klaus comes, we'll be fine unless we want to be lost at sea, which I totally do. I want to meet a herd of sharks. Or would it be a pod? A family...? Swarm?" She paused, eyes shifting as she though which would fit. Finally, she nodded. "Pod of sharks."
Eliana pushed away from him and rolled off the bed, running her hands through her hair. "Anyway, you'll love my family. They're the fuckin' best, as you've already witnessed on the jet. Get dressed, we're going back out there and getting up to no good. Also, possibly getting you drunk. I wanna see how uncomfortable you can make grieving people."
What was that about her worrying about her friend?
"I think the best term is school, like for fish." He'd say contemplatively, giving a small grunt when she pushed off him.
He'd flop back, sprawling on the bed a bit. "Remind me again, who are you related to, and how?"
Looking up at the ceiling, he was really comfortable, and didn't want to get up. "What if I don't want to get dressed?" He'd say, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed.
The last sentence confused him ever so slightly, "How would I make grieving people uncomfortable?"
He'd flop back, sprawling on the bed a bit. "Remind me again, who are you related to, and how?"
Looking up at the ceiling, he was really comfortable, and didn't want to get up. "What if I don't want to get dressed?" He'd say, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed.
The last sentence confused him ever so slightly, "How would I make grieving people uncomfortable?"
"Nah, pod. A pod of sharks sound way fuckin' cooler." She went and retrieved her clothes from the bathroom, only to get dressed in front of him so they could continue their conversation. "Klaus, the demonic looking dude? He's my bro, technically a cousin, but semantics. Seriously, like, get on his good side. He gives the best shit and the best fuckin' hugs."
She turned to the mirror in the room, watching him in the reflection as she made sure her hair wasn't too bedhead. She shrugged when he mentioned he didn't want to get dressed. "Go outside naked then. I'm not promising good results. Beware."
She looked at him over her shoulder and blew him a little kiss as she spun around to show off her bikini, which was different than the one she had worn previously. How many had she brought with her? She lost count around five. This particular bikini was tinier than the last and looked liable to fall free at any time. It was a bright, reflective silver.
"Didn't you say you were a flirtatious drunk?" she said in response to his last question.
"Alright, Klaus, gotcha." He couldn't remember if she mentioned it before, and he didn't want to stereotype.
He'd stand up and stretch a bit, groan as his muscles complained from going back to standing after resting for so long. "Alright, I'll get dressed. Don't want a flock of local girls coming after me anyways." He'd stick his tongue out at the mirror, seeing as how Eli was looking at him.
He watched her twirl around, really enjoying the looks of this bikini, he had a hard time preventing himself from bringing her back to bed for the second round. She was wanting to go out so he was sure she wouldn't appreciate his attempts. Instead he'd silently stand up and approach her, giving her a deep and passionate kiss as his arms wrapped around her and he grabbed her ass. The minutes ticked by as he deepened the kiss, only to stop it abruptly and back off to find some clothes to put on. "Sorry, couldn't resist."
"I am a flirtatious drunk, but I'm not going to bother the grieving, besides, I'm here with you so you get to be graced by my flirtatious habits."
He'd stand up and stretch a bit, groan as his muscles complained from going back to standing after resting for so long. "Alright, I'll get dressed. Don't want a flock of local girls coming after me anyways." He'd stick his tongue out at the mirror, seeing as how Eli was looking at him.
He watched her twirl around, really enjoying the looks of this bikini, he had a hard time preventing himself from bringing her back to bed for the second round. She was wanting to go out so he was sure she wouldn't appreciate his attempts. Instead he'd silently stand up and approach her, giving her a deep and passionate kiss as his arms wrapped around her and he grabbed her ass. The minutes ticked by as he deepened the kiss, only to stop it abruptly and back off to find some clothes to put on. "Sorry, couldn't resist."
"I am a flirtatious drunk, but I'm not going to bother the grieving, besides, I'm here with you so you get to be graced by my flirtatious habits."
Eliana laughed against his lips when he pulled her to him and gave her a long, wanting kiss. "Careful," she warned, "or I'll have to make you take me against the mirror and we'll never get out of this room." She was totally serious.
He'd set his clothes on the bed, deciding not to get dressed, a playful look on his face. "Do you think you can handle another round? Because, I wouldn't mind it."
He'd start kissing her along the crook of her neck, "I mean the party isn't going anywhere any time soon, if you want to."
He'd start kissing her along the crook of her neck, "I mean the party isn't going anywhere any time soon, if you want to."
"No ripping my clothes this time," Eli grinned. "And no, it's really not." She relished in the attention given to her neck, reaching down to guide his cock. She used his head to move aside her bikini while still wearing it, positioning him.
Afterward, Eliana reached up and untied the knot at the base of her neck, letting the top of her bikini hang down on her stomach and baring her breasts. She pushed herself close so she could place hot, gentle kisses on his shoulder and neck. "Let's see if you can make me scream your name again."
"Good, because I'm really wanting more of you." Mal would bite down on her neck softly, sucking on it lightly at first, but the suction growing stronger steadily.
He'd run his nails along her back, grazing her flesh lightly as they moved down her spine. He'd firmly grab her ass and start pushing her back towards the mirror, making sure not to accidentally slip his member into her yet, but still keeping it in position.
He'd break his seal on her neck, almost positive there'd be a new mark for her, he'd run his tongue up from the spot and to her earlobe where'd he bite into it and whisper. "That is a challenge I am always up for."
He'd run his nails along her back, grazing her flesh lightly as they moved down her spine. He'd firmly grab her ass and start pushing her back towards the mirror, making sure not to accidentally slip his member into her yet, but still keeping it in position.
He'd break his seal on her neck, almost positive there'd be a new mark for her, he'd run his tongue up from the spot and to her earlobe where'd he bite into it and whisper. "That is a challenge I am always up for."