{Grace}
The Tide's tendrils wrapped around Grace's thighs like living ropes, cool and slick and way stronger than water had any right to be.
[Okay, focus. Time to put Venus's sex lessons to work!]
Grace took a deep breath and concentrated. She reminded herself this wasn't just about getting the Tide off. This was about connection. Showing this lonely water goddess that someone finally understood her.
Technique:
Sweet Spot Seeker
Her fingers started tingling with divine energy as she ran them along The Tide's watery body. The goddess shivered, her form rippling wherever Grace touched her, like dropping pebbles in a pond.
"What are you doing?" The Tide asked, her voice caught somewhere between "I'm suspicious" and "don't you dare stop."
"Looking for you," Grace muttered, continuing to trace patterns across The Tide's body. Not just randomly—with purpose. "The real you."
