This isn't the Little Mermaid

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Who: James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers
When: Various
What: Mermaid AU - Bucky is a mermaid, an apex predator with a curiosity of humans and grows fond of Steve Rogers.
Warnings: Gore, killing for the purpose of feeding, Steve getting into trouble.

Starters inside.

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[ Steve held on to the closest wall that he could, gripping it tight and quietly nervous at a stray current would sweep him away -- but he's more occupied with what Bucky wanted to show him, peering into the dimness at the bottom, admiring the way the colors shimmered on Bucky's beautiful tail, the elegance of his movements.

He was captivated, hopelessly drawn to his fins, the way he twisted and turned -- and Steve has never been more proud of the fact that Bucky was his. ]

Be careful! [ He called out, before he inspected the barnacles on the side of the ship, the fish that were swimming past. ]

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[He searched around, sending disintegrating wood into the water until he found the little leather pouch that he had kept here. It was covered in barnacles as well, rotting away but enough remained to hold his treasure, which he removed and swam back to Steve clinging to a wall of the ship.

He twisted close and held out his hand shyly as he gifted his friend with a shiny of his own, one he had collected far from here but for a lack of a better place to keep it, had settled it here. It was a gold coin, heavy and pure, though he had no idea nor care what gold actually was. It was shiny and thus that staged its importance.]

Humans like shiny things too, especially yellow things like this.

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[ Steve stared down at what Bucky had given him, wide-eyed and taken aback -- it was obvious that it was extremely expensive, and precious, and the weight of it, even underwater, was clear in his hand.

He pressed closer to him, unwilling to take it. ] Buck, this is very expensive. [ He pauses, clarifies. ] It costs a lot.

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[He was very pleased with himself, issuing a pleasing trill until Steve refused and then all of his excitement seemed to collapse for a moment before the set of his jaw changed from excited to stubborn. He pushed the golden coin more aggressively at his friend, holding it out as much as gift as a weapon.

He had found this and he wanted Steve to have it, especially after all the shiny things that Steve had brought him. Why just thinking of the mirror made him very excited to have it in the water.] No, it costs nothing. I found it at the bottom in a collapsed ship. It's pretty, and I want you to have it.

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[ Oh, oh. Steve liked that adorable little trill Bucky always made when he was pleased with himself; and he practically pinpointed the moment when Bucky's crestfallen expression became something stubborn. His fingers, smaller than Bucky's claws, close gently over his as he presses near to kiss his cheek. ]

It costs too much for me to take, Bucky. Your gift is very, very beautiful, but I know you love how shiny it is, too. Why don't you keep this so you can look at it whenever you want?

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[He subsided in his aggression, letting the current catch his tail and urged it in close to where Steve clung to the wall. His tail twisted around his friend's legs as much for security as to simply hold Steve again. He hummed a musical note at the kiss before taking Steve's hand and pressing the coin into it.]

No, I am giving you a shiny like you give me shiny gifts. I can find more, you know, so I want you to have this one. I can look at you whenever I want, and that's all I care about.

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[ There, Steve couldn't help but relax when Bucky looked happier, when he relaxed and sang so sweetly that he couldn't help but fall in love with him all over again. A part of it was the lure, he knew, but the other part -- the other larger part was truly genuine.

He loved Bucky with all his heart, his soul, and when the other boy embraced him and held him close, pushed the gold piece in his hand, Steve reluctantly closed his fingers around it, leaning forward to kiss him deeply. He would keep it safe, keep it hidden as a gift from Bucky to him. ] Really? Is that all you want?

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[It pleased him immensely when Steve took his gift, and he stroked his fingers down the length of his friend's arm as he drew them both away from the wall of the ship. He twirled them in the open underbelly of this private place, using his tail to keep Steve close as he directed their motions with his arms and fins.

He smiled and began to take Steve back towards open sea, out of the safety of this place. There was so much to show.]

Well, I like the shiny gifts and oranges you bring too, but those come with you, so it is you I'm still looking at.

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[ Steve followed him easily, trusting Bucky not to let him drown in this vast, vast stretch of sea; it was terrifying and exhilarating all at once, and he clutched the coin tight. Not because it was worth a lot of money, but because it was something beloved by Bucky, something that he treasured.

He nuzzled him warmly, his cheek rubbing against his jaw as he clung tight, watching the different sea creatures swim past them. He thought he spotted a shark, too, but the water was too dark for him to make it out. ]

I'll bring you more of them. [ He promised. ] All the shiny gifts and oranges you can ever have. You can come and live with me, too.

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[He had no idea how long his magic would last in the other boy, but he was confident in his own swimming ability to get them to the surface before it was a struggle for Steve to breathe. He took them beyond the many harbours of Brooklyn into clearer waters, twirling and sliding his hands along Steve's body as he went.

Being at sea was important to him, pointing out which fish were good to eat, which to avoid for various reasons. He even had them brush the keel of a boat heading out, heavy in the water and pinned Steve there so he could kiss his friend deeply.]

Live with you? Know what a bed is like?

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Pretty much.

[ The spell, whatever it was, seemed to be holding strong so far, and Steve swam together with him, slower, but Bucky was always patient with him. He was getting tired, but Bucky's kisses made things better, especially when he got pinned against the boat.

It was dangerous, it was wonderful, and Steve had kissed him up, opening up as he wrapped his legs shamelessly around his waist. ]

Mmm. We could kiss there, too. But in secret.

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[His tail moved to keep them in line with the boat, so there was little to no risk of Steve's back scraping. It also allowed him to take the other boy's weight so there was less effort for Steve to have to maintain swimming. This was a lot to ask of someone who lived only topside. The sea required all muscles to be working well.

He kissed Steve harder, practicing and lavishing attention on his friend as they swam in time with the shadow of the boat above them. One hand dropped down to stroke along Steve's thigh, his hips bumping against his friend's as he moved them.]

Because I'm not human like you or because I'm a boy too?

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[ Steve's smile faltered -- he'd loved Bucky's world, no matter how brutal and cruel it was. At least it made some sort of sense. This one, not so much. He twined with him, a little clumsily at first, and never as graceful as his beautiful companion could be, moving so easily through the water.

His gaze was drawn to his scales, and he felt Bucky bump up against him, sleek and cool. He groaned softly at the way his hand felt, and he gently moved his hand, urged it between his legs. ] Because you're a boy, too. I know the rules are unfair, and I hate it. I'm going to change it one day.

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[He twisted them, taking them away from the boat and letting it go about its way as he took them a little deeper below the surface. The water above them was light and glimmered with the rays of the sun, and he wasn't worried about any manner of attack because Steve was so pale as were his under scales. They were practically invisible.

He hummed in the water, moving with Steve and keeping his friend plastered against his chest and hips, savouring those skinny legs around his waist. He shifted his hand too, palming over Steve's testicles.] You're going to make it so that anyone can love anyone else then? Is that the goal?

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Yes.

[ Steve decided, because he couldn't imagine the many other couples, shamed and afraid, hiding what they were and who they loved -- not being able to be with each other the way normal couples were. What more himself and his beloved Bucky? He groans softly, eyes lidding in pleasure when he felt him stroke him so sweetly, like he'd always belonged in his arms.

His fingers stray, too, curiously pressing over the front, rubbing over his scales to figure out just where his sex was to try to return the favor. He was lazy, playing with him as he gently nipped at his jaw. ] I don't want other people to keep the people they love a secret, too.

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You are a strange boy. Why do no other humans strive to change the world like you do?

[His own race was content to live within the confines of well worked tradition, though a few strayed from the general opinion. They were not looked down upon because their knowledge and experience was important to pass on, to retain for learning and impression. Humans seemed to fear everything, even themselves, which was such an odd and destructive way to live. Humans didn't even eat their dead, just put it in the ground or threw it in the sea. Very strange.

His fingers cupped the silken package before sliding up to caress Steve's length carefully, mindful of his claws. His tail lazily undulated to take them further from the safety of shore where the currents were stronger, the pollution less, the water clearer. He held Steve more protectively, unwilling to lose his friend and curious of the exploring fingers.

They slide over the topmost slit, caressing the sensitive small scaling until it bulged with renewed excitement. Below that slit was a second opening, and he stilled his tail at any exploration over it, watching Steve closely.] I will horde you like the treasure you are.

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They're afraid. [ Steve shrugged a little -- the question hadn't actually occurred to him, and between squirming happily at Bucky touching him and curling up against him, exploring that interesting little slit that had caught his attention, he exhaled a soft, keening little moan.

His voice wasn't as beautiful as Bucky's, but he tried anyway; made his pleasure known as he continued to explore his best friend's sensitive spots, attention caught on the bulging slit, wondered what it was, exactly. ]

Not if I do it with you first. [ He challenged, rubbing up against Bucky's hand. He noticed when Bucky stilled when his small fingers eased over the second opening, and he looked back at him, playfully wicked. Steve gently rubbed over the second opening, the scales that seemed softer around it. ]

What's this, Buck? Do you like it?

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[He contemplated that answer as his hand stroked up Steve's penis and then back down again, tracing over the other boy's testicles before groping his friend's ass. He had to lift that hand away though, unwilling to damage Steve because of curious exploration with his claws.

Instead, he raised his hand to his mouth and chewed off his own claws to the start of his flesh, removing part of his natural defenses without a care in the world. As he was doing so, he was keenly aware of Steve's fingers exploring the second slit, the muscles behind it clenching even as the small smooth scales remained the same.]

It feels strange. That's... I don't know the human word. [He dropped his hand and inserted his smooth fingers between Steve's cheeks to stroke his friend's ass.] There, yes? Above is my sheathe so I don't go all withered in salt water.

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[ Steve watched with amazement as Bucky bit his claws off, easy as you please, as if he didn't care if he'd just removed a part of his own natural defenses. It was oddly, powerfully moving, and he felt his own cock twitch, his shaft filling out with more blood, arousal that tingled in the base of his spine.

His Bucky was beautiful, curious, and Steve's mouth parted, startled at the way the other's fingers pressed against him; not quite yet breaching his hole. But Steve would not be deterred or distracted from learning his friend's secrets. ]

Is this... where you could let boys mate you? [ He continued rubbing little circles around it, before he dipped his fingertip into the the little slit, delighted when the muscles tightened as he pressed in a little deeper. ]

Does it hurt?

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[He hardly considered himself defenseless, and the most important thing in his current world was right there in his arms, touching and exploring him. They had never done this before, not to the extent anyway, though he was reminded that Steve tasted like bitter salt water on his tongue.

His finger stroked over Steve's ass, adding a little pressure here and there on each pass to see what the muscles did. Their resistance was curious but not unexpected for him, and he stopped moving them forward. Instead, he let the currents carry them lazily, completely aware of their location.]

I haven't let other boys mate me. [He inhaled in surprise as the finger dipped inside, the muscles clenching at first and then he relaxed them on purpose.] No, it feels... strange. It makes me warm though. [He returned the favour to Steve, pressing a careful finger into the other boy.]

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[ Steve blinked, surprised -- he hadn't thought that Bucky was inexperienced at this, especially with other males; but there was something in him that fluttered at the confession. This was going to be their first time with each other in all the ways that counted, and Steve didn't have the slightest idea what to do.

So he decided to explore, to make it up as they went along because it felt right. Eyebrows raised, Steve made a soft noise and pressed against his fingers, clenching and closing around blunted fingertips just the same, squirming. He nuzzled against him, arching just a little, his own cock pressing against Bucky's smooth scales in open yearning.

Oh, that did feel good. ] Warm? Is that good?

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[He wondered if he and Steve were going to mate way out in the ocean tangled together with only the magic of his race allowing Steve to breathe. It seemed fitting after what they had done on the shore. Somehow he and Steve managed to share both their worlds with each other, and he wanted it no other way.

His finger carefully pressed deeper, twisting like a corkscrew in an attempt to get Steve to loosen up around him and his excitement was by now confusing and painful in the sheathe where he was safest. He forced himself to relax, and his own erection emerged from the topmost slit, brushing against Steve's even as he kept their hips protectively close.]

I like being warm. Like when I used to lay on the beach in the afternoon sun. Have you done that before?

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[ Steve was relaxing, feeling the way the water turned all around them, when Bucky was keeping him safe and close to him. Tides tended to be dangerous things, but he knew his best friend was savvy enough to keep them out of it.

For now, he was much more interested in exploring the slit, eyes widening at the way he saw his cock ease out from it, swollen and gorgeous -- and if they were to mate here, why not, right?

He kissed him softly, trying to get Bucky to relax as he continued exploring, rubbing his cock, cupping his balls before stroking over the scales that parted around it. It was fascinating, captivating, and he smiled at that comment. ] You're like a cat. A cat in the sea. [ He rubbed their erections together, velvety friction in the cool water. ] Never had the time to. Do you do that naked?

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[He tilted his head down, watching Steve's fingers explore as his own pushed deeper into his friend's ass. Did it feel as good for Steve as it did for him? He undulated to keep them at the same level in the water, scales catching the fading light.

He kissed Steve more aggressively, excited and pleased to be close to the other boy. He issued a throaty trill at the groping, his hips pressing into Steve's hand when their erections rubbed together, and he dropped a hand around both of them and stroking together. It felt amazing.]

Do I ever wear clothes? It's best naked so the sun can kiss your skin.

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[ Steve loved the thrill, grinning as he moaned softly, squirming against him. He was tight, tighter than anything else, and he shifted, the discomfort twinging in the back of his mind as he felt the other's explorations. ]

Gentler.

[ He said quietly, because it ached, and he arched against the way Bucky's hand closed around them both, shuddering. ]

Where do you do your sunning?