03-12-2019, 11:18 PM
(( Oh oops lol all well. I mean, James will likely still hide the pregnancy as long as possible anyways. He's still afraid Arthur would abandon him if he knew. I think there would be a good chance for intimacy soon if James brings Arthur back to the ship to rest after nearly drowning, he'll probably try to take care of him for the rest of the day. It could lead to some more than friendly interaction ? ))
James had stopped to watch Arthur, mostly in awe. He wasn't afraid, nor was he keen on capturing him for any unsavory purpose; rather, he was accepting of the realization. The Selkie felt safe then, he felt a warmth spread over him that surpassed whatever the pale sun offered on his sleek pelt. His whiskers twitched, then he shot back into the water.
He couldn't transform back, not in front of Arthur. He would have been bare naked if he did, so he decided to retreat for some clothing first, even though he would have to make the swim back again. But wet clothes were better than none. It hadn't even been twelve minutes by the time he returned, his adept swimming skill showing painfully obvious now that he wasn't hiding it. James pulled himself up the small rock shelf, brunette curls plastered against his skin, sopping wet. His clothes were soaked through, clinging to his thin frame, and his cheeks were bright red from the cold waters.
"I suppose there's no hidin' it anymore. Now y know why I was so keen on comin' along.", he laughed awkwardly, brown gaze peering curiously at Arthur. "Are you okay? You look pale.", he huffed, heading over and wordlessly leaning his head against Arthur's chest, listening for any rasping or other signs of water in his lungs. He seemed fine, though, James knew that didn't mean he /was/. "Do you want me to dock closer so you can board and rest? Just to be sure you don't catch cold.", he offered, though when he felt Arthur's gaze still on him, his skin prickled.
"I don't want you to see me differently now that you know what I am...I'm still /me/.", he muttered, freckled cheeks flushed pink.
James had stopped to watch Arthur, mostly in awe. He wasn't afraid, nor was he keen on capturing him for any unsavory purpose; rather, he was accepting of the realization. The Selkie felt safe then, he felt a warmth spread over him that surpassed whatever the pale sun offered on his sleek pelt. His whiskers twitched, then he shot back into the water.
He couldn't transform back, not in front of Arthur. He would have been bare naked if he did, so he decided to retreat for some clothing first, even though he would have to make the swim back again. But wet clothes were better than none. It hadn't even been twelve minutes by the time he returned, his adept swimming skill showing painfully obvious now that he wasn't hiding it. James pulled himself up the small rock shelf, brunette curls plastered against his skin, sopping wet. His clothes were soaked through, clinging to his thin frame, and his cheeks were bright red from the cold waters.
"I suppose there's no hidin' it anymore. Now y know why I was so keen on comin' along.", he laughed awkwardly, brown gaze peering curiously at Arthur. "Are you okay? You look pale.", he huffed, heading over and wordlessly leaning his head against Arthur's chest, listening for any rasping or other signs of water in his lungs. He seemed fine, though, James knew that didn't mean he /was/. "Do you want me to dock closer so you can board and rest? Just to be sure you don't catch cold.", he offered, though when he felt Arthur's gaze still on him, his skin prickled.
"I don't want you to see me differently now that you know what I am...I'm still /me/.", he muttered, freckled cheeks flushed pink.