When Spencer hit the water the first time, it was cold and stung her naked skin as she slid deeper into it, her legs instantly coming together and changing into her mermaid tail before she'd even turned and jumped above the surface to suck in a much needed breath of warm air. The freshwater of the lake felt good against her skin, though mermaids could change in salt water, as well. She had always been in Wisconsin, though, and had only ever known freshwater. Going back under, she opened her eyes to look around her, hoping to stay on the far side of the lake away from Klaus' territory as she looked for the merman that she knew was somewhere within these depths. Swimming slowly, she tried to concentrate on the vibrations in the water, but could not feel him moving. Which let her know that he was very aware of her presence. It made her shiver and she swam forward cautiously, her eyes darting side to side, her body on edge, poised to retreat if she needed to, hoping that she could get away from him if necessary.
A minute or two went by and she was unable to locate him, but felt that he was somehow getting closer to her. The water was pretty clear, but there were lots of places he could be hiding, fallen logs, rocks, and plant growth, all of which he would know, all of which could hide him from her. Frowning, Spencer kicked up and started to swim towards the surface, she felt like her skin was crawling, looking for someone who she knew was watching her. The moment she lifted her head up towards the moonlight above her strong hands surrounded the base of her tail and yanked her back down into the water, making her gasp and jerk around to see him. Her eyes widened the moment she saw the merman, she hadn't expected him to be so much more muscled, and so big. He had long, brown hair and broad, strong shoulders. His abdomen looked to be chiseled in stone and his arms were powerful looking, well, they were just plain powerful, his grip was tight, unmoving and she could do nothing but look at him as he pulled her closer to his body.
His green eyes stared at her closely, and he slowly removed one hand from her tail to cup her behind her head to move her face closer to him. The feel of his hand on her made Spencer shiver and she felt little bolts of electricity shoot through her body as his other hand slowly ran up her tail and over the curve of her ass before settling on her lower back.
When he kicked up with his own powerful tail, sending them to the surface, Spencer inadvertently wrapped her arms around his neck and when their heads were above the water, she gasped, taking the time to breathe before she looked over to the edge of the water to see the elf females waiting expectantly by the edge of the lake. Shaking her head, she wanted them to back away a little, it would do no good for him to see them right now.
He spoke to her in a language that she didn't understand and Spencer shook her head, "Do you speak English?"
"Who are you?" He asked in a heavy accent as he held them just above the surface. She could see his face clearer now, he was rather attractive, and his hands on her body had pulled them tightly together.
"Spencer. You?" And are you a dark siren or just a regular old merman, she wanted to ask.
"Astor. Why are you here?" He asked, she felt his hand move low on her ass, and then it slowly swept forward to wrap around the side of her waist.
"I needed to swim." She shrugged her shoulders, trying to swim from him when he moved a hand around to the front of her, to her groin area. She could feel his fingers searching for the fold of her that was half hidden by the downy soft fin that sprouted out just within her hip bones.
Spencer gasped and pushed from him when he would have slipped a digit within her body. When she was a few feet away, she glared at him.
"That's not how I typically say hello to someone I've just met." She hissed at him, watching as he smiled knowingly at her, and she watched as he swam a little closer to her.
"You must not have spent a lot of time around your own kind. This is exactly how most of us would greet a member of the opposite sex. Mermaids aren't very common around here." He told her, dipping under the water for a moment and coming up behind her.
Spencer bit her lip, she did not have time for his courting, "Do you work for the vampire that lives there." She waved a hand absently at the mansion in the background.
Astor frowned at her and she felt hopeful suddenly, "I don't require employment, and certainly not from that one."
"But you live so close to his land." She pressed.
"I was here well before he came to this area. I damned well won't leave my home to please him, or his goons." Astor shrugged, moving his hands back around her body, this time holding her against him as he pushed a finger up inside the warm, moistening crevice at her groin.
Spencer whimpered and closed her eyes, letting her head fall back against his chest.
"So you won't mind if I sing and help some friends storm in and do away with him, huh?" Spencer felt her body shake, she'd never been touched, not in either of her forms, and the way his finger felt sliding along the satiny feeling fold inside of her was making her groggy with desire.
"You're a siren of the darkness, then?" His question and the chuckle that came from his throat made her push against his hold, but he kept her against him.
"I am. Are you?" She bit her lip when she saw his chin move from left to right.
"I'm of the light." He told her quietly, his hand was moving in little circles inside and it was making her lose focus.
"Would you mind if I sing, I don't want to pull you into anything, but we are trying to rescue a friend." She looked at the sky, dawn was so very near.
"Then we have to fuck." He groaned against her ear and she shivered, her body unconsciously pushing towards his questing finger as it pushed more rapidly within her.