<div class="floatleft">(https://alchetron.com/cdn/tiah-delaney-4e2d804d-bbef-405a-b2eb-bc5bde1295c-resize-750.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Merida DunBroch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15710901#msg15710901)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Embellished Purple Shell Bra (https://i.redd.it/mcthl5skbz551.jpg) &amp; Vibrant Green Silicone Mermaid Tail (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cc/1b/68/cc1b68bf4c55669e85d4b1caed6d879c.jpg)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Approximately 1AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Riptide VIP Pool<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Theo | Open</span><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As Mr. Theodores lips brushed the back of her hand, Merida fluttered her thick lashes in a coquettish manner. Her smile tugged upward on one side, a sort of lopsided smile, and she let her eyes drift over his hunched down form. Though fully clothed, there was an air of masculinity and musculature that was subtle about him but undeniably present. Salaciously, she very overly glanced at the seam of his pants before flicking her eyes up again.<br/><br/><strong>"Full of pleasure, I'm sure. Though, I'm afraid you would forever belong to me if I shared my name with you."</strong>she toyed, flashing him a broad smile and idly swirling her opposite hand in the water.<br/><br/>Having released his hand, she planted both her palms onto the concrete edge that surrounded the pool, pushing up in a way that arched her back and emphasized the swell of her chest, lifting her torso just outside the V shape his bent legs created.<strong>"It is said that should a merrow-maiden lead a lover beneath the waves, he'll be forever trapped in an entranced state of mind, devout to her for all time. And yet, here you are, so <em>very</em> close to the waters edge."</strong>In his hunched position, Merida was able to reach up to lightly touch his chin, a mischievous glint in her blue green eyes.<br/><br/><strong>"I've been out of the water long enough, Mr. Theodore; she calls me back. May our paths cross again.."</strong><br/><br/>And with that, she slipped away from him to the far edge where a few other patrons had taken interest in the flirtatious conversation she had on offer.