#buoyant

Buoyant.

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"Hold onto that, and don't let go." Arlong instructs. You can't see him right now. You're on your back, arms over your head, holding onto a wooden dowel that was tied to the edge of the pool.

A long inflated tube was under your hips, keeping them pushed up into the air, as your grip on the dowel kept your stretched and unable to see past your hips. Arlong's hands are on your legs, keeping you steady and making sure the tube doesn't roll out from under your hips.

Your legs, from about halfway down your calves, were in the water, but that was about it.

"Now," He says, pushing your legs wide, and making you gasp as the shift seemed likely to drop you into the water if you weren't careful. "You don't have to worry about sinking, you're nice and bouyant like this." He nearly purrs the words, hands rough against the insides your thighs.

You can feel his breath against your skin. "This is a good height for you to be at, little worm." He says the word almost lovingly, feeling you tense as he licks a line along the inside of your thigh.

"I'm not-!" You gasp as he nips you gently. "Not a worm!"

You shiver, sending waves through the water, as his finger slips under the band of your bathing suit. "You certainly wriggle like one."

Album: Homestuck Vol. 5 Composers: SolusLunes and Buoyant Leitmotifs: None Characters: N/A

In the water I could love my body the way I never did on land. In the water, I was graceful, a light and buoyant thing. I knew this to be my better self, the most fully alive, my lungs filling with air, salt tangling my hair and making my eyes brighter like after sex or after crying, sunlight catching the water beading on my shins.