Soooo here's the rest of the date. I worked hard to get you guys the full picture this time but I still split it up. Don't worry, it's a double update tonight though! Also... Fair warning! Things are about to get heated!

Enjoy guys!

Much love,

Robin

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Date Part 2

When I was done looking around underwater I looked to see that Matt had climbed unto the rock plateau and shifted. He was wearing his swimming trunks again and busy laying out a blanket and setting out a picnic on top of that. When I approached and leaned on the edge of it he turned to look at me, "Want help getting on the ledge?"

Deciding that I might as well let him spoil me I nodded and he came over to pull me up on it. Once I pulled my tail up all the way Matt handed me my wrap and politely turned his back so I could dry myself and transform. "You ready?" he asked when I was hurriedly tying the wrap closed over my naked ass.

"Impatient much?" I asked him while I looked around the plateau, noticing that there was a smaller round pool in one corner, kind of like a tide pool. There was also some kind of metal chest in one corner that now stood open to show emergency supplies and a second bigger chest was now empty. This wasn't just a beautiful cave, it was Matt's hidey-hole.

He had set up the picnic next to the wall which was bare of algae on that side so that we could lean against it and a scattered a pile of thick pillows that must have come from the empty chest. He'd already sat down on them and was expectantly patting a spot next to him. "What do you think? Do you like it?" he asked me as I settled in next to him and leaned against his body. "I love it, it's like a sunset streaking the ceiling and a night sky in the water. Except its kind of like a nebula or something, it's really beautiful."

Matt grinned, clearly pleased, "Glad you like it." "I do, this place is amazing. How did you ever find it?" I asked. Matt shrugged, "When I first got out of the navy I was very restless, I explored a lot." He didn't say it, but I could tell from the look in his eyes that it was a dark period in his life he was talking about.

He focused his dark eyes on me with a slight frown. "A word of warning, don't ever try to find this place on your own. These currents are dangerous and the tunnels a maze. You'd run out of air before you found your way out." Yikes, that sounded terrifying, I suddenly felt even more happy that I'd let Matt drag me in here. Exploring those tunnels now held absolutely zero appeal.

Then he tilted my face up to lay a kiss on me that had my toes curling. Enough pressure to let me know he was in control of this, but soft strokes of his tongue as he mimicked the act of sex. Showing me that he could be tender and careful. Until I responded by curling in closer and pulling on his hair, then he became a lot more forceful, devouring me eagerly and I loved the rush of desire that zinged through my body. His hands never wandered, much to my regret.

When we pulled apart he was looking smugly satisfied, "Your mouth is amazing darling. I could kiss you for hours. So let's eat first... Much as I'd love to do just that, I don't want you to go hungry." "You sure about that?" I asked him teasingly while I pressed just a little closer to him. He groaned, "Don't tempt me baby." Though instead of pulling back he nuzzled his face against my throat and then lower, scraping his stubble roughened jaw gently against the tops of my breasts. A sharp lance of pleasure shot through my body at the sensation and I gasped and moaned in surprise, arching closer.

"Shit," he groaned again while he pulled back to look at his handiwork, my skin a little red from his ministrations. "You better put some distance between us if you want to eat, I seem to lack control when it comes to you." I scooted back a little, feeling smugly satisfied and loving the way his eyes kept sliding over my body with a heated look.

We ate what he'd packed, which included spicy tuna sandwiches and a mango fruit salad, both favorites of mine. When I pointed that out he grinned, "Better go with what you know right? I figured I couldn't go wrong with any of those." We talked while we ate and like he was always able to, he had me in stitches several times. When Matt put on the charm he was both hilarious and a boost to your ego, mixing funny stories that had you cracking up with sudden comments that made it clear he had sex on his mind.

When the food was all gone I already felt like I'd had a great time and I wondered if Matt would consider the date over now or if he had more in mind. At his invitation for me to sit in his lap I had the feeling he was about to make good on the suggestive things he'd said to me the past hour. I had a moment of hesitation, wondering how far I was willing to go right now, then I went with my gut feeling which told me Matt would only take what I was willing to give.

I wanted to sit sideways on his lap but he caught my leg and urged me to straddle him. Since I was sans panties this felt a little awkward and exposed but at least he was wearing shorts so I wasn't skin to skin with him. Once I'd settled down on his thighs, my wrap falling open on one side to expose me almost to me hip, he curled both his arms around my middle and pulled me flush against his chest.

With my head tucked under his chin I turned out to be really comfortable and Matt was for the moment content to just stroke my back with his fingers. After a companionable silence he asked gently: "So how are you doing Dani? Really doing?" I knew what he meant, with all that had happened he wanted to know if I had my head in the right place or not. Especially with this new change in our relationship it had to be imperative to know what was going on with each other.

I cuddled a little closer, wrapping one hand around the back of his neck while I thought on how to answer him. "I don't really think about what happened Saturday to be honest. Maybe I should, I don't know... I feel like because you made me feel so safe afterward, it somehow made it less bad, like I can just forget about it."

"I'm glad," he murmured, "But if you do want to talk about it... I'm willing and if you'd rather talk to a stranger, I actually know a really good one." I raised my head to look him in the eye and found myself smiling, "You know a therapist?" He shrugged, "Yeah she helped me get my head on straight after the first time I killed someone..." I was startled to hear him admit that so freely though when I thought about it made sense that he had, you couldn't be in the navy for five years without getting some blood on your hands, not with the places he'd been to.

"I'll think about it, I suppose it wouldn't be a bad idea to talk about it..." I tilted my head. "Just how do you talk about something like this though? I mean I'd have to leave out the entire tail bit and the breathing underwater and all. Do I lie about what happened?" Matt responded seriously, "You stick to to the truth as much as you can, don't worry. Becky's good like that, she'd never pry where she's not welcome."

"Isn't that a psychologists prerogative though? To pry?" I asked while I felt a stab of jealousy. Just Becky was it? Was this therapist someone he'd slept with? Is that how she'd helped him through the aftermath of that first death? "Just Becky?" I asked, the little green eyed monster stronger than me.

The corners of Matt's mouth tilted up in a pleased smile, "Yeah just Becky, she's a friend. No I never slept with her darling, I wouldn't do that to you. Put you in such a vulnerable place with an ex..." I sighed, "Whew transparent much was I? I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from." "I do," Matt responded while he shifted one hand to press against my heart. Now I became aware however that the other hand was wandering down and sliding under my wrap to curve around one of my otherwise naked ass cheeks.

"I hope you don't mean to imply that I'm talking out of my ass fish boy," I said, trying to ignore the shivers that hot grip so close to my center caused. The way his big hand folded so easily around the curve of my butt. He laughed, tossing back his head to give a full belly laugh that had me shaking in his lap, our bodies rubbing together. "Gods you're so goddamned cheeky," he rumbled in between laughing, his fingers convulsing around the flesh he was gripping.

After that he pulled me in for a kiss, his mouth devouring mine with expert precision. He knew just how to stroke against my tongue to have my toes curl and my fists grab at his hair to urge him on. Before he'd focused solely on my mouth but now, the moment I fully surrendered to the way he was making love to my mouth, he started laying kisses down my throat.

His hand on my ass pushed me up so he could get to my chest where he nuzzled and nibbled at my cleavage. Never once pushing aside the fabric of my bikini top but driving me utterly insane when he licked along the edges. "Please Matt..." I hardly recognized my own voice and barely knew what I was pleading for but he understood just fine.

His free hand, which had been pressing against the small of my back slid up to pull the strings of my bikini top loose at the back of my neck. As soon as the top slid down and exposed my breasts he lifted his head to meet my eyes, "That okay darling?" he asked me huskily. I found it admirable that he hadn't yet looked and utterly frustrating that he'd stopped what he was doing.

"Yes damn it!" I groaned while I tugged on his hair to pull his face back to my breasts. "I'm not a bloody virgin you know!" I told him to make sure he understood he didn't need to hold back so damn much. "You're not?" he growled out while he suddenly pushed us over so we were sprawled out over the pillows, him on top of me. One hand remained on my ass, molding and shaping it while the other shifted to fondle one of my breasts.

I met his eyes, "I'm not. Although I doubt I'm as experienced as you are..." He lifted his head further to keep our eyes locked. "I should bloody well hope not!" Catching on that he wasn't liking this direction of our conversation I shifted my hips to press closer to him and connected with the erection straining in his shorts. Shit he was large and hot and thick, it was a little daunting to imagine that fitting inside of me when we had sex.

"Hold still," he ordered and pressed me down further into the pillows by putting more of his weight on me, that erection pressing against my thigh. "I didn't think to bring a condom, I figured you'd want to take this slow..." he murmured while he focused his eyes back on my exposed breasts. Now he leaned in to take a nipple into his mouth and I moaned and arched closer at the sweet sensation.

"I do..." I moaned, "This is slow..." That made him laugh and I managed to loosen my hands from his hair so I could smooth them down his shoulders, feel the muscled planes of his back. "Slower still then, Gods you're perfect. Look at how this fits," he pointed out while he cupped one breast with his hand, showing me how it filled his palm exactly. The contrast of my soft, much paler skin against his tanned and calloused hands was a huge turn on. It made me feel extremely precious the way he was so gentle with me.

"Matt..." I heard the husky invitation in my own voice and he did too, groaning in response and grinding his erection against my leg. "I want to make love to you so bad..." he said but instead of returning his attention to my breasts he rolled off me and lay panting at my side. When it was clear he wasn't going to continue what he'd started I sat up straight and undid the rest of the bikini straps so I could toss the whole thing. "Why are you stopping?"

"Cause I am not going to take you without a condom on a cave floor darling, if we continue that's where we're headed." While he spoke I sprawled over his chest and propped my head up in my hands, elbows leaning on his pectorals. "We could do other things you know... Doesn't have to be intercourse to be satisfying." I smirked at the heat and interest that sparked in his eyes. "I know but I don't want to rush things. You deserve the best you know..." "Okay, let's get into the water then, less temptation that way right?" I figured I could get to spend a good time petting his chest and investigate his ear fins a little more if we were in our other forms.

"Less temptation?" he said, "The hell there is. You're gorgeous either way you know..." but he was getting to his feet and pulling me to mine. "Let's get into the small pool, I'll heat it for us so it'll be like a hot tub. I do it all the time."