“b-but dolphin…we can’t! there’s…too many things going on.”
dolphin continued to unbutton his sleek wetsuit. “clefairy, we’re safe now.” a fin takes a soft claw with a husky tenderness, blowing tradewinds of blush across clefairy’s face. “there is nothing here but you, me, and our destiny.”
a noise erupted from her one-toothed maw. dolphin presses his bottle nose against it, fanning the flames of passion. and when they are leaned molecules apart, molecules from togetherness, molecules from melding the lust and flame that existed within them both, he breathed, “how did you know that normal type is my weakness?”
clefairy’s knees simply ceased to exist, becoming rose-colored gelatin at the mercy of lavender mammal.
(Source: weveboth)
