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Northern Isles of Scotland

The sky was grey and dreary, which was normal even for a mildly warm summer day this far up north. Fog rolled in with the tide, covering the air like pea soup. Only the sound of waves crashing at the rocky cliffs illustrated that the sea was nearby. The only sight of man or their presence was an old Yaris from the nearby village pulling over on the loneliest road in the world. And the plucky brunette hitchhiker that got off was certainly more enthusiastic about the locale than her driver.

“Sugoi…” Akko Kagari aired out of her mouth, staring up at the hiking path ahead. “Thanks again for the lift… Lotte was it?”

The meek ginger nodded, pushing her glasses up to her freckled face. “Yes, thank you again for the pickled plums. My roommate is from the Philippines, so I hope she’ll like it as much as mushrooms. She’s been in a mood since… well, since moving here with me.”

“Whoa, that’s probably farther than Tokyo,” Akko noted the distance. “She must be glad that she’s got a local friend then.”

Lotte chuckled a bit. “Actually, I’m from Finland, I’m just here in Wallkirk for my studies, and Sucy was also commuting to school, so we just rented a flat together.”

Akko grinned. “Nice, well, I’m staying in town, so I hope to see you around!” She then grabbed her backpack straps and started to make her way.

“A-are you sure you want to go there, Akko?” Lotte asked a bit anxiously. “Townsfolk say that it’s dangerous to try to reach the cove. Especially with fog. They say a monster lurks in the waters, drowning anyone who enters.”

Akko remained silent for a spell, which caused the Finnish girl to backtrack.

“N-not that it's real!” Lotte corrected herself, a bit flustered. “It just means the waves are pretty rough this time of year, and the cliffs-“ 

“Pfft,” the Japanese girl waved it off. “Thanks for the warning, but I’ll be fine. If anything, I’m counting on that monster!”

“…huh?”

Hiking the trail was a bit more laborious than expected. Akko did dress appropriately for the weather; for the sea breeze, a baggy red hoodie that wrapped her upper body, zipped down to show her worn Shiny Chariot tee, and to cool off her bare legs, jean shorts that covered just enough not to be considered ‘bun-huggers’ (though they were a bit tight and highlighted Akko’s ‘assets’). But sadly, new hiking boots were a bit pricey, and the ones she had had been through the wringer this summer.

They had served her well back in Bodwin Moor, as she fled from what could’ve been the elusive Big Cat, as well as protecting her feet from the muddy marshlands in pursuit of the Black Shuck. Or the time she nearly lost her toe back in Sligo looking for the Dobhar-Chu. And they were a lifesaver back in Loch Ness when the downpour was torrential.

As long as she didn’t get trenchfoot and walked away with a couple of blisters, it was a successful day for Akko. Or as successful as the rest of her exploits as an amateur cryptozoologist.

It wasn’t a total loss per se; she had fun traversing the U.K. and Ireland, staying in hostels with fellow backpackers, working quick gigs to earn some cash, and, if she got lucky, meeting so many people and seeing so many places.

She just… never saw a cryptid.

So by the time she reaches the last one on the list, the elusive ‘selkie’, she researched the best spot to start looking, and sadly for her, that meant two hours of rocky trails, some of which have been overgrown and reclaimed by the stunning nature. 

Akko enjoyed the scenery; sparse hills of wet green that had the occasional dense forested patch dotting the landscape. She stopped in her tracks when she reached a fork in the road that led in all directions. Each path led to a different part of the surrounding coast, but only one was where the waters were supposedly warm enough for the Selkie to lure out its prey. She took out her bag and unwrapped a small parcel, reading a small handbook as she prepped her gift.

“Hmm, according to legend, one needs to make an offering to show the right path.”

She spoke quietly to herself as she took out another jar of pickled plums, the second to last one she had from her mother before leaving for Europe.

“If Sucy wants any more, she’s out of luck. I’ve only got one jar left.”

As tempting as it was to steal one for her grumbling stomach, it didn’t feel right half-assing a gift to the Gaelic spirit that she was trying to get directions out of.

Akko placed the jar down near an old stone marker, with runes of some sort on each side. The ritual also included a small prayer of thanks to Yggdrasil. Apparently, the area was huge on Norse mythology, and some Celts and Gaelic folk adopted some of the myths, infusing them with their own. 

Obsessed with the occult and Wicca since discovering it online as a kid, Akko was entranced by the practice of magic and did her best to adhere to these pagan traditions, with a bit of modern help, of course. 

Along with the plums, she poured from her thermos into a solo cup some hot matcha infused with the local herbs and spices, a symbol of her culture welcoming theirs. She uttered a small prayer, paying respects to the local spirit, a goddess named Beatrix, and waited.

And waited. Then waiting got boring. Soon enough, reading her small book on cryptids and the section on Scottish Selkies that gave her all the information got boring. Playing music on her phone got boring, too. Playing ‘I Spy’ by herself got boring really fast. Even napping under the shade of a tree, one of her favorite pastimes, got boring.

“Uuuugh,” she groaned as she stopped pacing. Akko hated milling about; her brain simply was restless. “Please please please give me a sign already, anything!"

As luck would have it, it seemed the gods were on her side today. The sky parted once more, showing a glimpse of the crystal blue above the grey clouds. Beams of sunlight cast down on the offering, as well as a would-be thief.

“What the- hey!”

It seemed the stag came out of nowhere, licking the now room-temperature tea and knocking the pot of plums over, cracking the glass on the ground.

“No wait!” Akko tried to shoo it away. “Don’t lick it, you might cut yourself!”

But the deer only stopped after eating most of the juicy plums. Satisfied, it began leaping down one of the trails leading northwest, pausing to stare back at the stunned woman.

“…welp, that's as good a sign as I’ll ever get.”

By the time Akko managed to catch up to the deer, they were overlooking the cove. It was simply pristine, from the endless coastline of towering cliffs to the roaring waves. And nestled between the harsh yet spectacular landscape was a calm lagoon surrounded by off-white sand, a great contrast to the many pebble beaches in the area.

“Incredible,” Akko whispered in awe. “Thank y-“

But as she turned to face the deer, it mysteriously vanished. Not a trace in sight.

“M-maybe it was a glastig…”

Making her way down the cliffside, Akko set her backpack down at one of the flatter rock formations, and seeing the rather soft sand, removing her boots to let her toes wiggle around the cool sand and wash off in the pristine water.

“No way, it really is warm!”  She exclaimed as she went knee deep. 

She walked along the water, amazed at how the cove was nearly room-temperature despite being filled in by the North Atlantic, and the air itself was quite chilly as fog rolled in. It really did feel magical.

Resting by the water and snapping a few photos on her phone of the area for memory's sake, Akko stretched her arms and pulled out her binoculars, keeping an eye out on the horizon.

As much as she hated the process of waiting, she told herself it would be a time of reflection and meditation. Granted, Akko always fidgeted when trying to meditate, and any reflections on her past escapades searching for mythical creatures turned up nada. 

It must’ve been an hour since she arrived, and after doodling in her journal and lying flat on the soft sandy beachhead, the water seemed to call to her again.

“Man, I really wanna swim,” she lamented, kicking her feet in the air. “I should’ve brought a bikini or something, I only have my clothes-“ she paused, her mind drifting to an idea. 

An indecent idea.

She had no idea about the decency laws in Scotland, though she had to guess that public nudity would get her in trouble with local law enforcement.

But Akko was the only human for miles, as far as she knew. No one to see her, no one else to enjoy the water. 

No one.

“Well…” she quickly turned left and right, just to be sure... “I- I guess if it’s just me…”

She started with her hoodie, its warm fabric now ripped from her chilly torso. The wind picked up, and there was little sunlight, which made the warm cove more alluring.

Next was her shirt, tossed off from her shoulders, her breasts slightly bouncing once as her exposed skin was covered in goosebumps when a huge wave crashed nearby; salty droplets coated her back, and she yelped.

“J-jeez! Better hurry…”

Akko then shimmied her shorts off her butt, nearly sliding off her Shiny Chariot panties. 

It was a new experience, to say the least. Despite being ‘alone’, Akko felt a wave of embarrassment standing out in the open with nothing but mismatched underwear; the plain grey sports bra clashed with her childish red and blue cheeky briefs. She could feel her nipples getting stiffer against the grey fabric (totally because it was cold, that's all!). What wasn’t easy to wave away was a feeling of dampness that was slowly growing in her panties (it’s just water, it’s just water, I’m not turned on, I’m not turned on…). 

Yet she could shake off the sneaky suspicion she wasn't alone. Was the idea that someone ogling at her... kinda hot?

The wind grew more blustery as she quickly stripped off the last garments off her body; the moment she freed her ‘girls’ was euphoric in the moment, only for her boobs to long for the fabric as it grew more chilly. Once Akko’s fingers tugged down the red elastic of her panties, taking a bit to cling to her perky ass. When she pulled them off her ankles, her stance nearly wobbled as she looked down at herself. There she was, naked as the day she was born, as free as she could be-

“…woah…”

‘‘CAW!”

“Gyah!” Akko screamed as she hopelessly covered her exposed body, her right arm hugging her A-Cup chest (it was closer to a B-Cup, she told herself) and her left hand covering her crotch; brown curls poked out between her fingers.

She only relaxed when she saw a flock of seagulls passing by, though her face still had a deep red streak across.

‘That sounded like a woman gasping- no, there’s no one else here… right?’

“I-I should get in now, before someone sees me.”

Akko placed her discarded clothes next to her bag, and after unbraiding her side ponytail to let her brown hair down, finally jumped in.  

A sweet sigh of relief came out of Akko’s mouth. Suddenly, all the shame she felt earlier faded under the water. Ironic, in that the lagoon was crystal clear and anyone walking by could easily see a young Japanese woman in the buff,  but it didn’t faze her. She waded in the water and swam freely; her pink areolas bobbed over and under the water as she floated without a care in the world.

Akko was in such a good mood that she even sang a bit; the only song she knew by heart was the Shiny Chariot anime opening. Was it cheesy? Yes, but no doubt a bop. And no one was around to complain that she was too loud or off-key. She even went as far as to mimic the dance moves Chariot did in the animation intro. Never had she felt so comfortable being a total dork.

“Ah… damn, who knew skinny dipping could feel so good?”

“… I knew…”

“Eh?!”

Akko panicked and quickly whipped her head around, kicking her legs to stay upright as she was far enough in that her feet couldn’t touch the bottom.

She knew she had heard someone! Unfortunately, due to her position, her arms were keeping her afloat, thus leaving at least her top half exposed to whoever this peeping tom was.

‘Should I call them out? No, what if they didn’t see my tits and are just passing by?’

Granted, the sound of her arms flailing around and splashing the water would’ve garnered anyone's attention. 

“W-who’s there?!” Akko shouted around her, slowly making her way closer to the shore, just enough to stand on her toes. 

The wind howled and shrieked, yet there was a gentle voice that pierced through, something easy on the ears that drew Akko’s attention near the cove’s entrance, where a shadow formed by the rocks in the lagoon.

‘No, it couldn’t be…’

It was too misty to make out the figure, but in fear of scaring away the possible cryptid, Akko gulped down any fear and waded a tad closer. Her mouth kept shut to try to sneak up on it, stifling a gasp when she saw the shadow move behind a rock formation. Screw it, she made it this far, she was gonna see this majestic/deadly creature even if it killed her.

“Oh no you don’t, get back here!”

Rushing out of fear of losing her target, Akko leaped out of the water and booked it to the other side of the formation, but to her shock and awe, she felt her bump into someone.

“Oof!” the figure cried. “What the- gah!” 

Akko tripped and fell face-first into the pool, and quickly wiped her eyes to finally make out her voyuer; her worst fear was some grody old drunken pervert who wanted to ogle at her and blackmail her to do disgusting things with scandalous photos like some sort of generic NTR hentai (not that she judged, her list of bookmarks was filled with Yuri).

But nothing could have prepared her to see that her hands landed on something very soft and very squishy. The feeling could only be one thing. She flinched her amrms back to see someone rise from the water; the bust of a beautiful blonde with green highlights, her fair skin shiny and smooth, and her angry eyes piercing cobalt.

“What was that for?!” Her accent seemed a bit more posh than the locals', though there was certainly that Scottish dialect in her words, especially when she was angry. “Dae’ye always ram intae people stark naked?!”

Suddenly, the embarrassment of being nude came back in full force, especially since her top was out of the water. “S-sorry!” Akko waved her hands in a panic. “I-I didn’t know other people swam here!” 

“Well, I do!” 

But before Akko could dive back into the water to cover her shame, on closer inspection of the blonde, Akko noticed that she, too, seemed to have her girls out in the open; round, tantalizing boobs slightly bobbing up and down the shallow water as if they were hypnotizing the brunette. 

“Um… ‘ello?” The strange girl asked, a tinge of red in her cheeks.

Akko could be drooling at the sight, but her agape mouth shrank at the sight of her nipples, or where they should’ve been. For some reason, the blonde woman elected to put on seashell pasties.

“Cool…” Akko was awed as her fingers instinctively pointed them out. “They look so real-”

The blonde’s blush grew as she took a step back. “H-hey! What’re ye trying to do?”

Akko paused, realizing she was severely overstepping personal boundaries. “Oh my god I’m so sorry!” She placed her palms together and slightly bowed. “I-I just really liked the water and didn’t expect anyone to show up, but then you did, and you’re really really pretty and also-” She gasped for air to continue her rambling apology. “Sorry for groping your boobs I can leave if you want also hi my name is Akko!”

She desperately wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there forever, but when she slowly lifted back up from her bow, Akko half expected to see the girl leave, not to inch closer; the Scot’s face a bit relaxed but still on edge, her blush still on display.

“Diana,” her hand gestured to herself; she spoke slowly and calmly. “Ye dinnae have to go. Ye just happened across my favorite spot, is all, gave me a good scare.”

Akko raised an eyebrow at the peace offer. “Really? I’m not bothering you?”

The blonde shook her head. “Na, plus I’d be a hypocrite for calling you out for showin’ up in yer birthday suit.”

“Pfft, hehe,” Akko giggled at the statement, feeling a little less embarrassed, though her arms shakily wrapped her torso. “Yeah, swimming in pasties down somewhere with more people like Brighton would’ve caught some eyes.”

Diana quirked a brow. “Pasties?”

Akko looked back down at the woman’s boobs (respectfully this time). “A-aren’t they pasted… on?!”

As the fog began to dissipate and the water grew clear, Akko could see that the Scottish blonde in front of her lacked any legs; instead, a grey spotted tail whipped and whirled along the current. 

Seashell pasties. A giant seal tail. 

Either this was an elaborate prank done to spook the tourist, or Diana was…

“Yo-you-your-you’re… you are…”

Akko could barely contain her excitement; her words spilled out unfinished, and her gaze at the beautiful creature before her threatened to make her faint. 

“W-woah hey!” Diana moved closer to reach out to the giddy girl, failing to form a sentence and on the verge of hyperventilating. “Deep breaths, gal, deep breaths.”

The selkie gently touched Akko’s shoulders, guiding the blushing, sputtering mess closer to a more shallow edge near the sea. 

Eventually, Akko did slow her breathing back to a steady pace, despite the once-in-a-lifetime encounter she was currently experiencing. 

“I… you…” a myriad of emotions was going through her.

Amazement: for sure, seeing a mythical creature this up close. Attraction: abso-fucking-lutely, she heard Selkies were meant to be beautiful fae that lured lonely sailors to their death, and Diana was such a beauty to behold. Awkwardness: God, it was heavy. The last thing she ever expected to happen was skinny-dipping with a girl this cute and stacked, if only she had had this much game prior. Allurement: even if she wasn’t sitting next to a selkie, a shapeshifter who’s famous for drowning lovesick fishers, Akko would definitely be tempted to jump off a boat if she saw this woman under the waves. 

Diana sighed, her lips quirking up slightly. It was hard not to be amused by this flustered tourist who was caught in the buff. Truly, she didn’t mean to intrude on Akko’s private swim, but the selkie had been to this cove on many occasions, and not once did any humans show up. 

The sea could be a cruel mistress, and while she was no stranger to the frigid temperatures, Diana found solace in the warm, tranquil cove she frequented. 

But of course, humans just had to stumble upon it. It was just one, a girl it seemed, and naturally the urge to quickly send this interloper away, either by scaring her off or even sending her to a watery grave, was tempting. 

If only Diana hadn’t been caught off guard by how pretty this stranger was.

This cute brunette (really, from her outfit to her face was adorable) was certainly… more attractive than the seal hunters that she gladly let her fellow selkie drag down to the bottom of the ocean. From what she observed, the girl was bubbly and talkative, even when she was all by herself with a secret audience. At first, Diana just wanted her to leave her cove, but not only did the girl seem to be taking her sweet time, but her presence was less obnoxious and more fascinating. She looked over the horizon constantly; Diana believed she was a bird watcher, but hearing the girl at one point pray to Beatrix of all deities to see something ‘magical’, made Diana all the more curious. 

There was nothing malicious about keeping an eye on the woman; it was a treat to see her even eat a packed sandwich and dig her feet in the sand, trying to fight off boredom.

Then, she started taking her clothes off. 

Diana never considered herself a voyeur, even when she found herself a bit further south to the more populated beaches, she always made sure to keep a distance from the sunbathers and swimmers. Sure, maybe she would gawk at the sight of the more busty and scantily clad women, but how could she not? Humans were not their friends; the only time one would be near them was to send them to an early grave. 

Yet there she was, watching a foreigner giving her a strip show. The thought of turning away out of respect for the stranger was in a tangle with the hot urge to keep looking. Diana didn’t know why she was feeling warm in her nether region when she saw the brunette strip down. She even gasped at the sight, cursing herself when the girl suspected a voyeur nearby, and covering her mouth for good measure.

The selkie couldn’t help biting her lips and hovering her hand over the opening of her seal skin, desperately wanting to touch down there, especially when the sea did her the greatest favor of splashing her entertainment, causing her underwear to be soaked and show more of the woman’s bewitching figure. Once the last pieces of clothing were pulled off, Diana was merely entranced seeing the woman glide across the water, kicking her legs and rising out of the water more majestic than any whale or narwhal (not the best analogy, but Diana had little going for her out in the ocean). 

But it was that song and dance that did it for her. Oh, sweet Beatrix did that dance make Diana’s jaw drop, her pupils’ bouncing up and down in rhythm with the girl’s chest, how she moved her supple thighs as her soft, curvy behind jiggled with each movement. Physically, this girl was Diana’s type in every way. Yet the highlight was her voice. She suspected she wasn’t from the U.K. before, but hearing her sing in a foreign language (and a damn beautiful one at that) drove the selkie to her limits. Diana’s grip on the rock formation grew so tight that she began to crack the very stone itself. 

Her tail refused to stand still any longer, and she inched closer and closer, wanting desperately to see how soft her skin really was, how soft her luscious locks of brown felt between her fingers, how much she desperately needed to relieve herself, and if this woman was willing, could aid her in that-

“Ah…” the stranger sighed. “Damn, who knew skinny dipping could feel so good?”

“… I knew…” Diana whispered.

The regret was immediate. Shame, disgust, self-loathing, fear. Diana swam as quietly as she could away, but the human was hot on her tail. 

‘This is it,’ Diana told herself as she ducked for cover, praying the fog would elude her hunter. ‘She's gonna see me, freak out, and run off tae tell her human friends about this cove an I’ll never be able tae come back because ay refuse tae kill this beautiful creature-’

But the train of thought halted when the brunette managed to sneak up and tackle her boobs.

“Huh,” Akko spoke. “So you were checking me out.”

After recounting her story and profusely apologizing for seeing Akko nude, Diana didn’t expect such a candid and almost cheeky response once the two sat down on a rock ledge.

“S-sorry,” Diana apologised again.

But Akko shook her head. “Nah, it’s okay. I mean, sure, it’s kinda weird, actually pretty weird, but I’d be lying if I didn’t do the same if I was in your shoes.”

Diana cocked her brow and wiggled her tail.  “Ay don’t have shoes. Also, ay don’t think it makes it better.”

That made Akko laugh heartily. “True, but I guess for you it's not every day you get to see an asian girl act like a total loser.”

“Pfft, loser?” Diana scoffed with a smirk. “Mmmaybe it was a wee bit funny watchin’ ye prance around.”

“Oi!”  The brunette felt chastised by the playful selkie. “For your information, I practiced that dance for years! Shiny Chariot was all the rage back in the 2000s!”

Diana tilted her head. “Shiny who?”

Akko smiled genuinely, as unbeknownst to Diana, she popped a quarter in the jukebox and was greeted to half an hour of nerdy rambling over a magical girl anime. It then turned into an hour as Akko had to explain what anime was and what magical girls were, which made the conversation go on longer with explaining basic human entertainment, japanese culture, et cetera. It got easier to explain that Chariot was a witch. Something that Diana was familiar with.

“You mean witches are real too?!” Akko exclaimed. 

Diana nodded. “Ye, some of them get along with us sea folk fine enough. Though I’ve never seen them dress like this,” she held up Akko’s discarded cheeky panties in a teasing fashion. 

“H-hey!” Akko quickly swiped them from the cackling selkie.

Their conversation wasn’t totally one-sided either; Diana butted heads with Akko when they watched the first few episodes of the Shiny Chariot anime on her phone.

“Croix is the better witch,” Diana said. “How is Chariot worthy of the Grand Triskellion?”

Akko pouted as she paused the video. “Because Chariot has a believing heart! That’s her magic.”

“That’s so childish.”

“You’re childish!”

Diakko glared at Akko smugly. “Says the grown-arse woman with panties designed for schoolgirls-”

“Stooopppp….” Akko grumbled as her hand covered her blushing face.

After binging one more episode, the two chatted for what seemed like hours. Diana would ramble a bit on ocean life, the few selkies she knew, but only alluded to their particular bloodlust in passing, usually handing the conversation to Akko to ramble more about whatever niche topic the girl came up with. Diana could go on listening to this nerdy tourist ramble all day.

“I’m not boring you, am I?” Akko asked in the midst of gushing about cosplay and showing Diana her recent Shiny Chariot outfit from a past convention.

Diana shook her head, keeping her eye intensely on the cute outfit, zooming in at the corset.“Not at all, ay dinnae get out very often. Ye look so beautiful here.”

She shrugged haplessly. “I didn’t think I was much to look at…” 

Instinctively, at that remark, Diana reached for the human girl’s hand. “Ay dinnae say that to anyone, I wouldn’t have been starin’ at yer bum and bosom this whole time if I didn’t think you were a pretty gal.”

Akko’s voice hitched, taken aback at the flirty sea siren. Yet the internal reaction to try to hide her naughty bits didn’t return, not once during their conversations or banter.  She merely let the blonde slowly caress her fingers. 

“ Hmph, it’s ironic.” A twinkle in her blue eye contrasted the tinge of warm pink rising in her face. But this girl had just met, pushed Diana to be a bit bolder. “It seems that you were the one to lure me out of the water. Usually it's the reverse innit?”

A small part of Akko suspected that she would never encounter a cryptid; even the most cordial people she’d met during her trip had their doubts, and those doubts kept piling on. But it drove her to keep going, even if there was nothing but disappointment at the end of the road. Never in her wildest dreams would she be in the position she was in right now, where one of these mythical creatures-no, this beautiful woman, sought her out. 

“Akko? Oh dear, are ye okay?”

The girl in question blinked. Then blinked some more, she felt wet streaks down her cheeks and sniffled a bit.

“A-ay didn’t mean-” Diana panicked, unsure what to say. “Was it something ay said? Oh of course Diana,” the selkie scolded herself. “Why must ye say the wrong-”

Her mouth dried up when Akko held the girl's shoulders, steadying both girls physically and somewhat emotionally. Akko still had tears in the corners of her eyes, but her red irises were in direct contact with blue, shaken at first but now staring back tenderly.

Neither girl was sure what to do next, who should make the next move, or what that move should be. But both knew one thing: they wanted the other badly, carnally; it was driving their bodies to shift closer, their noses touching each other as they dared not look away from the other.

Someone gulped; they weren’t fully sure if it was their own throat feeling heavy. 

“You…” Akko spoke with a shaky breath. “You have no idea how much that means to me. Diana I-”

‘CAW!’

“Kya!-  OW!”

“Ack!”

As if the universe had a vendetta against her, the human girl panicked and headbutted the selkie, causing both to wince.

“Stupid. Fucking. BIRD!”

Not one to be scorned while she’s trying to score, Akko got up and aggressively tried to grab the seagull, falling flat on her ass, much to the humor of Diana, who, despite the little feathered shit interrupting them, found the situation rather comical.

“Wuh-st-stop laughing!” Akko gave up her pursuit and stormed at the green-streaked blonde, who refused her request. 

“Haha! Oh, but it’s too hilarious. Truly, ye are a bigger bampot than ye let on earlier.”

“What does that mean?” Akko spoke defensively. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Diana rolled her eyes; the little minx smirked. “Can’t say, it might go o’er yer head-huh?!”

That pushed Akko off the metaphorical edge to physically push the girl next to her off the edge and into the cove.

“Gah!” Diana exclaimed as she got up from the water to see a giggly Akko. “Oh, ye think that’s funny eh?”

Akko flashed her a lopsided grin. “Pretty funny to me-whoa!”

Quickly, the selkie did what selkies did best: drag her prey into the water.

“Oh, it’s on, baka!” 

Unable to back off from a challenge, Akko spent much of her remaining energy in a mock splash attack with Diana. Was it futile with someone with a seal tail that with enough force caused Akko to flip backwards from the wave? Yes, but she didn’t care, this was too much fun.

She nearly lost track of the selkie until she hear a voice from above.

“Looking for me?”

Perched on the rocks separating the cove from the sea, Diana looked picturesque as waves crashed behind her. Akko felt stiff, unable to peel away from the view of Diana’s breasts freely swaying with the water splashing, or how her seal skin was slowly sliding off her ass, all while she gave a sultry look. By the time Akko noticed the massive wave that reached over the natural barrier, it was too late; she and Diana both washed back to the center, laughing the whole splash battle off as a tie.

When she finally began to relax after the impromptu exercise, Akko’s body slumped and staggered towards the selkie, ready to catch her.

“Gotcha~” Diana sang into Akko’s ear, holding her upright.

“Oh no,” Akko sighed dramatically, a goofy smile spread cheek to cheek. “Are you gonna drown me now?”

Diana rolled her eyes. “Not all of us do that. What, do all pretty humans take innocent selkies and force themselves on them?”

That alarmed Akko. “Huh? That’s a thing?”

The blonde realized she may have killed the mood. “W-well, one of the stories ay was told was when a poor selkie was minding ‘er own business, she had ‘er seal skin stolen by a fisherman, who forced ‘er to marry ‘im and stay on land.”

“What?!” Akko exclaimed, still holding onto the selkie. “That’s awful. Actually, wait, that checks out, humans are kinda jerks.” But a gnawing question also stood in the back of Akko’s mind, and it decided to come out. “So you’re not gonna kill me?”

Diana shook her head profusely. “No, not anymore…”

“Oh, well that’s good-hey!” 

Both giggled silly at the rather morbid topic, feeling completely comfortable in each other’s arms. 

“Wait a second,” Akko’s mind realized something. “Did you think I was gonna force you to marry me?”

If Akko wasn’t already red at asking such a personal question, Diana certainly gave her a run for her money. “I-It crossed ma mind, but truth be told, Ay wouldn’t have mind it if it was ye.”

‘Feck me! Sweet Beatrix why did Ay go and say that?!’’

There wasn’t any response to that that Akko could come up with, other than leaning in closer.  

‘Holy shit I’m gay, I’m so fucking gay, that’s the gayest thing I’ve heard.’

“I- I…” Akko licked her lips, her mouth dryer than sand. “I would never force you or make you do something…”

Diana nodded sheepishly as she bit her bottom lip. “Yeah, yeah, I know, but maybe…” Screw it, no point beating around the bush. “Maybe ay want you to do… do some things to me.”

Here they were again earlier, only this time in the warm water that rippled with every movement made. Both women with a million thoughts running through their heads, both precariously close, holding each other, both making plenty of skin contact in all sorts of places.

Both lips a kiss away from each other.

To say the first touch was euphoric would be doing it a disservice. It was chaste at first, brief for a few seconds, but when they released and opened their eyes to see the other, it only made them want more. The second kiss was twice as long, and it seemed the third kept going nonstop, with the human girl gasping for air but refusing to let up; she needed Diana’s lips pressed against hers, and the tinge of salt from the sea acted like an aphrodisiac. 

As her lips moved quicker in succession, her hands followed suit; simply caressing her arms would not do. Wrapping her arms around the selkie gave Akko ample room to brush her back, wet and slippery, which made it hard but rewarding to try and cling onto as Diana furiously kissed the brunette.

“Ye have,” Diana breathed out in between pecks. “No.” Another peck. “Idea.” And another. “How good.” Another one. “This feels…”

Akko’s lips quirked up as Diana’s arms returned a similar favor, only reaching far lower. By the time they reached their destination, they hovered above Akko’s bare bum for a moment before Diana, pushed by Akko’s kisses on her ear (a newly found sensitive spot), caused the selkie to grab onto something sturdy. Her hands clasped onto the Japanese girl’s cheeks, giving them a tight squeeze that made Akko release an octave that not even she knew she was capable of.”

“KYA! H-hai! Sōdesune, s-saikōda…” Diana didn’t understand a lick of what Akko was saying, but she figured it was good. Speaking of licking… she wondered how humans tasted.

“Can ay eat you out, luv? Ay promise to make ye feel good… ”

Akko never considered Scottish to be a particularly ‘sexy’ accent. But clearly god, Beatrix, hell Satan are all probably scolding her for such narrow-minded perceptions. 

“S-sure…” Akko bit her lip in anticipation. 

Diana gave her one more kiss on the lips before kissing both cheeks, then moving down to her perky breasts. They were a size smaller than Diana’s, and to the selkie were the prettiest pair she’s ever seen. It pained her not to spend all day smooching and rubbing her face against the Japanese girl’s chest, who clearly tried not to pass out.

“Kuso…” Akko sighed as she patted Diana’s head, tracing her fingers along one particular streak of green. “That feel’s so good Di…”

Diana smirked, proud of her handiwork. “But ay haven’t started on the main course yet.”

Akko moaned out in frustration. “Di-Diana…!”

“D’ya want me here?” She spoke as she finished sucking on Akko’s pink nipples. “Or you want me to move further down?”

“I-I…ah-”

“Use yer words, luv…”

“I-I can’t if you keep doing that!”

Diana looked up, a faux innocent look in her eyes. “Oh? You mean this?” 

A simple nibble on her nipple made her voice tremble as the water rippled.

“Kuso! Kuso! Kuso!” Akko grit her teeth and grabbed hard on Diana’s head. “P-p-p-please, please I need you down there I need you to lick my pussy pleeease pleasepleaseplease!”

The selkie had her fun and nodded, giving her victim this one request after the last lovebite on her boob, leaving a tingling sensation. She kept kissing the girl’s body,  moving down her torso and finally reaching her bush. It was a bit darker than that on her head; curlier as well, untamed like the waves.

“W-wait,” Akko panted, still collecting herself from being motorboated. “My… p-pussy is under… the water, how… you gonna… breathe-”

Diana chucked softly. “Akko, don’t tell me you forgot what I am?” She wiggled her tail, still clung to her legs as she plunged herself under the water’s surface.

Only the top of her head was above water, her blonde hair floating around while she was hard at work. Akko couldn’t make out exactly what Diana was doing, but she could feel two fingers spreading her lips, slowly brushing up and down while circling her now throbbing clit. She wasn’t sure why she was holding her moans in, was it stil a fear of being seen? Or maybe she didn’t want to alarm Diana? Especially since she could feel the selkie’s tongue taking a painfully long lick.

“Fffffff…” Akko’s hands reached for the top of the hair, floating in the water like some irresistible cabbage, and shoved Diana’s face into her crotch. 

For a split second, she was worried she was drowning the poor girl, but the intense wiggling of a seal tail and the heavenly moans she could hear from the water meant to Akko that Diana was enjoying this just as much as her. It only felt right to join the siren in her song.

“Ahh…! Ooooh my, oh!” Akko cried when the selkie pried open her folds and dug into her deeper. “Uwa~tsu, sugoi! Saikō saikō~!”

She could feel Diana smile at the praise, and while Akko couldn’t make out any sort of words, it was like the air around them sang with pleasure. 

“Di…Diana,” Akko struggled to use her words, her tongue a slave to Diana’s. “I-I’m close, m’close… ahhh!!”

Her pleas were heard by the selkie, who was, sadly, having too much fun drawing this out longer than it needed to be. She could feel Akko was only one hard flick of her bean from cumming, but there was something in the selkie that… enjoyed how the Japanese girl was at her whims. How much she begged for release, how Akko pleaded with Diana and offered to do whatever she desired to reach the climax. Was this the power of a selkie? Or was she simply this smitten?

Eventually, the fantasy ended with reality when Akko finally submitted to the selkie’s moves and lost all strength in her legs. Diana acted quickly, surfacing to see Akko, redder than a beet. She floated on the surface, kept upright thanks to Diana’s tail, breathing heavily in a total daze as her eyes, wide open, stared up. 

“Akko..?” Diana spoke first, her worry returning now that she saw the state she had left her friend in. Wait, is ‘friend’ appropriate? They only met today, and she was never this ‘friendly’ with Barbara or Hanna.

But after a minute or so, Akko’s voice returned, initially a high-pitched wheeze, but turned into a whine that made Diana’s heart flip. 

“Akko? W-was it too intense? We can-” she didn’t wanna say stop, anything but that.

And to her relief, Akko shook her head no. “Why… why did you stop?”

Diana could feel her mouth drop.

“Why?” Akko whined, her frustration made clear. “Aren’t you…gonna finish?”

She was put on the spot, and not without good reason. Who was she to deny this lady her well-deserved orgasm?

Diana hunched her back a bit, her tail still keeping Akko afloat, as she gently spread apart the girls’ legs and saw out in the open her handiwork. It was hard to tell at first if her vagina was glistening because of the water or how drenched Diana’s tongue made her. Still, the selkie couldn’t stay staring at the human forever (she could, it was almost as beautiful as her dopey-looking face).

It was harder in this position, but she made it work. Now above the water, Akko, staring past her breasts and stomach, was in full view of Diana feasting on herself. 

“Yes, yes yesyesyes!” Akko sputtered, her tongue tied in knots of ecstasy. Eventually, it was pure nonsense that left her mouth, but it was pure music to Diana’s ears, who increased her speed to see how much faster Akko could babble.

Diana sang a sultry tune as she kissed and licked Akko, her tongue reaching far into the girl’s warmest crevice, reaching the end and causing the girl to scream.

“I’m coming, i’m coming i’m comingcomingcoming I-” Akko low voice grew and grew the longer she came. Neither girl would be shocked if some passersby came along, worried someone was in danger.

To Akko, that couldn’t be further from the truth. 

Diana could feel the slightly sticky aftermath all over her face, licking it up before it washed away and savoring every last taste. 

“Hmm, a bit bitter,” she noted as Akko’s ‘excitement’ spread all over the cove. “Is this how humans taste?”

She didn’t get an answer from Akko, who was reeling from the transcendent experience with a rather silly grin spread on her face.

Diana returned the expression as she guided the human closer to shore. There on the sand, she lay by Akko’s side, who was still mentally and physically recovering from the intense orgasm. 

“W-wat…” Akko aired from her chapped lips.

Diana got up. “What is it?”

“Wa…ter.”

The blonde shook her head. “Rest luv,” she blushed, realizing she was calling her ‘that’ earlier, but felt it appropriate to say it still. “The cove’s not going anywhere-”

“No,” Akko chucked a bit. “Water… to drink.”

‘Ah, that made sense.’ “Oh, the nearest streams are a ways from ‘ere-”

The brunette shook her head. “I got bottles in my pack, mind getting it for me?”

Immediately, Diana got up and wrestled the seal skin off her legs, leaving her bottom bare for Akko to finally gaze upon in all its glory. Her red eyes looked with a reignited energy as Diana’s hips swayed oh so right, the cherry on top was her behind over to reach inside the backpack, showing off all her holes.

‘Goddamn, was this how she felt looking at me earlier?’

Diana seemed not to notice Akko’s stare as she held out the plastic bottle and opened it for the parched girl.

“Arigatō, Mairabu.”

As she gulped down the cool liquid as desperately as Diana did with her cum, Akko noticed Diana had a curious look on her face. 

“What does that mean? Ari-ga-to may-rabu?”

Akko couldn’t help but choke on the water, laughing heartily at the earnest attempt. “S-sorry, it’s cute you’re trying.”

Diana blushed at the remark. “W-well what does it mean?”

She got her answer after a quick kiss on the lips. “Thank you, my love.”

It was then that Diana felt her legs truly give out, leaning on Akko for stability, to be a rock to lean on. 

“Woah!” Akko held the girl in her arms. “W-was that too forward? I-it’s just that you called me that earlier… I didn’t know if it was okay to call you…” 

Her words drifted as she looked at Diana’s face, still met, but her crystal blue eyes looked mesmerized. 

Akko grinned. “I’m guessing you’re okay with me calling you that then.”

Diana nodded gently, biting her lips again and clenching her legs a bit. Akko certainly noticed how smooth they were, tracing her hand delicately on the selkie’s body as she noticed her inner thighs were still wet, but had a tinge of shimmer that lacked from the rest of the body.

Akko licked her lips, though she wasn’t thirsty for water. 

“You made me feel so good,” Akko lowered her voice and whispered into Diana’s ear, leaving a kiss on her lobe as she got on top of her. “Whaddya say I return the favor, Mairabu?”

Diana nodded furiously, eager to be touched. “Please…”

With that simple request, Akko smooched the girl and stole her breath, whispering sweet nothings of what she wished to do with her. Diana seemed to return the favor when her hands returned to Akko’s backside, sliding to the comfortable feeling of her cheeks; Akko reacted by sucking on Diana’s lip.

Akko’s lips soon made their way down Diana’s collarbone, which seemed to be another prime spot to get the selkie to moan, especially when she ran her tongue up and down, just a stone’s throw away from the mounds that she was eyeing down earlier.

“C-can I…” Akko spoke out of breath from how much Diana had taken to groping her butt. “C-can I take off your shells?”

The selkie paused her death grip on Akko’s booty. “O-oh, please, allow me.”

Akko tried not to whine as Diana released her grip to remove her natural bra. Personally, she would’ve preferred to do it herself, but seeing as that she has trouble taking off her own bra, it may have been best to leave this to Diana. And it was interesting to see how the shells came off. Or rather that they chose to come off.

“What the- they’re alive?!”

Diana looked confused at the question asked, throwing the clams into the water. “Y-yes, how else would they stay on? There needs to be some suction to keep them from falling off.”

Akko’s mouth was agape. On the one hand, weird. On the other hand, weird but in a hot way. “Well, how about you use me?”

That confused her more. “As a bra-AH!”

But she was caught off guard when Akko knelt down and grabbed herself two handfuls of the selkie’s mamaries, and promptly used her mouth to enclose one of Diana’s mauve areolas. 

“Ffffuuuuckmeeeee….” 

The blonde was at a lost of words, panting as Akko’s tongue danced with a stiff nipple, flicking it in every direction and making Diana jolt when her finger’s performed a similar dance with the other. When it even seemed that Diana was beginning to cool down, Akko would swap positions and make the other tit warm and moist. It was simply too much, and Diana felt herself sink into the sand more, her arms leaving the comfort of Akko’s ass to grab onto the ground beneath her in a rapid attempt to stay upright. 

Eventually, Akko gave Diana some reprieve from her mouth. The brunette instead licked her own fingers, leaving a trail of saliva as her hand went down to Diana’s lower belly, cupping it as she firmly pushed her legs apart. 

Akko felt a rush of emotion seeing that Diana’s clit was already popping out of her light-haired pubes. The imagery was tantalizing to say the least, and playfully dancing her fingertips down o nthe sellkie’s sensitive part made Akko especially giddy.

“You like me playing with your ‘little man on the boat’?”

Diana’s face was bright pink when asked the question. “Whu…uhuh?” She was still struggling to speak when the foreigner was making circles around her nipples and clit.

Akko gave a cheeky giggle. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

She continued her onslaught, returning her mouth to suck on Diana’s breast as if sweet milk would come out and feed her. The sensation coupled with that of Akko spreading her pussy and gently inserting her delicate fingers made Diana grit her teeth and grip the sand, which was, to say the least, infallible.

“Ak-akko…”  she howled, writhing in pure lust. “If you keep doing that I’ll… I’lll!”

But the girl merely looked up from her position, still suckling on her teat, and soon enough pumping both her index and middle fingers in and out until they’re coated in Diana’s fluids.

“Feck me, feck me harder!” Diana screamed, barely holding on as her insides were in a tangle, part of her wanted it to be over, but the other half kept on; the sensation was too great to let go just yet.

“Feckfeckfeckfuckfuck!”  

And then Akko, ever the cheeky little bugger, finished the job by using her thumb to graze Diana’s pink pearl. It caused the blonde to gasp for dear life, she could feel the end was coming, and Akko as well for that matter. Another flick, and her back arches, legs shaking in anticipation, once more and her body vibrates as well.

Her breath is unsteady, and her vision almost fogs, if not for the burning image of Akko still enjoying her breasts to the fullest. She snaps back to reality when she feels Akko’s fingers leave her cunt, and before she could protest, Diana feels both fingers climb up to her clit and rub it like they were starting a fire.

And to a degree, they did, making the selkie burn up, a sensation she had never felt being so accustomed to the cool waters of the sea, now here she was, presenting her most private area and feeling the rush of clear liquid squirting out.

“Ahhhhh! Ahhh! Ah….!” 

It was all she could say as a geyser came out of her and splashed on Akko, who helped lower Diana back down onto the ground. She also did her a favor by releasing her boobs from her mouth, a pleasant ‘pop’ came out as she admired her handiwork. 

“Hehe, you bruise easily,” Akko teased the shell-shocked selkie. 

To say that Akko herself wasn’t tired would be lying. If not for the adrenaline and pure lust driving her, the girl would’ve napped hard. But now she can nap next to a just-as-satisfied girl. 

Diana reacted a bit jittery as Akko lay beside her, but she did take the chance to grasp her hand in hers, helping her anchor back to the present and not her daze. 

Both women merely looked up and took their time to breathe, to think, to dream, and to feel. Not even the cool sea breeze could hinder the shared warmth between them.

“Sugoi…” 

“Wow…”

Both turned to the other, basking in each other’s company, and though their gaze did wander to see the other’s curves and all, their eyes always returned to see each other. Even as Diana’s legs shifted to entangle themselves with Akko’s, or how Akko’s arms pulled the selkie into a warm cuddle, their sight remained locked onto each other.

“Now what?” 

“What now?”

That was the question both asked in unison, a question gnawing at them but neither dared answer. It wasn’t exactly an easy one.

“W-well,” Akko spoke softly. “I finally discovered that cryptids exist, also magic, I guess.” Her brows furrowed a bit. “But I didn’t expect to find someone like you.”

Diana felt her shoulders drop as she giggled. “This… is new for me as well. Ay can’t imagine the look on ma’ friend’s faces if I told them I snogged with a human.”

Akko pouted. “Hey, humans are pretty decent, at least most are usually. Though I can’t imagine anyone would believe I slept with a majestic mythical creature.”

The blonde snickered. “‘Majestic’ you say?”

Akko rolled her eyes. “I don’t say that lightly, you really are.”

Diana felt taken aback at the affimimitent flirt. “S-so you’re not gonna tell anyone about this?”

Akko shook her head. “Nope, for starters, I don’t kiss and tell. And even though we didn’t just have mindblowing sex, I made a promise to never tell anyone if the cryptids I saw were real or not.”

“Eh?” Diana looked puzzled, understandably so. “Whatever for?”

Akko shrugged. “I’m not in it to be famous or anything like that, I just wanted to see it is all.” Her gaze returned to the sea. “Even if I never got to see a cryptid before today, I did have fun visiting places I never would've checked out, meeting people that were at least a little weird like me, but meeting someone like you... seal skin or not it would've made this trip worth it.”

Diana wasn’t sure if she was really all that special, but she nodded anyway.

“Besides,” Akko grinned wolfishly. “I don’t want anyone coming to our spot either to see you; I’d rather it be just me for now.”

‘Our spot’ sounded lovely. Diana smirked in return. “Oh? Ye want me all to yerself, eh?”

Akko confirmed it with another gentle meeting of their lips. “My selkie…” With a few more smooches to drive it home. “My luv…”

“Ma human…”The blonde met her with a just as passionate a kiss. “Mairabu.”