Brendon's POV:
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It takes me a second to really think about everything Dallon just said to me, and before I've realized it, my jaw is slightly dropped.

"L-Like.. you w-wanna be my m-mate?" I ask softly, my tone shy and a bit less confident then I would like it to have been. It sounded a lot better in my head, honestly.

Dallon takes a second to think before he nods gently.

"Yeah, more or less. Except people say boyfriend, so.. do you wanna be my boyfriend, Brendon?" He asks again.

I take a moment to think about what that would mean for us. I really do like him, and he seems to really like me back, he actually wants to be my mate! Maybe that's what the fluttery feeling in my chest was..

He makes me really happy! Happier than I've ever been honestly because he actually gives me attention.. and he cares about me. Like how he fixed my tail, and gave me his ring!

I look down at the ring on my finger and I smile and blush a lot, my cheeks now most likely being pretty much the shade that my tail was, but I didn't mind at all. I end up giggling softly and I move to be leaning more against the rock and I look back to Dallon, nodding gently and smiling widely, wider than I believe I ever have before.

"I'll be your m-mate, or Uh.. bo-boyfr-friend," I say, giggling softly as I look at him, my tail swaying gently in the water below me. I see his eyes light up, and he swims over to me, smiling widely and he almost laughs in a bit of disbelief.

"R-Really? You'll be my boyfriend?" He asks and I nod, giving him the assurance that he needed.

He smiles at me and he moves to hug me, which is a little awkward since my tail is so long, but neither of us seem to mind at all. I hug him back, leaning into the rocks more so I don't sink down into the water since I'm not moving my tail as much to keep myself up.

We pull away slowly and I giggle, my cheeks still burning, and the fluttery feeling keeps coming back in full force every time I look at him, I feel like my heart is doing flips in my chest.

I've never felt this way before, but I really like it. I guess Dallon just has that type of affect on me, and he's causing me to feel so many things that I haven't felt before.

I pull him more to me, my back still against the rocks as I look up at him, and I even see that his cheeks are tinted red as well. I'm glad it's not only me.

"H-Hey Dall?" I ask softly, my voice still not coming out as confident as I would like it to, but there's not much I can do about that, so I just decide to ignore it.

Dallon hums as he looks at me, and he tilts his head to the side a little as I continue to look up at him.

"C-Can you ki-kiss me ag-again?" I whisper softly before looking away from him, being a bit flustered.

"P-Please?" I add, looking back to him hopefully.

Dallon's POV
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I looked into Brendon's hopeful and nervous eyes, another small smile appearing on my face. "Sure, Bren." I put two fingers under his chin, tilting his head up, our lips connecting again in another salty tasting kiss.

I kept one arm around his back, my hand right where his neck was. My other hand was on his hips, my fingers messing with the shiny scales there.

"D-Dal," Brendon whispered. "I'm getting tired."

I realized that he had been keeping both of us up this whole time, the rocks being his only support. "I think there's a smoother spot in those rocks, Bren, do you wanna go up there?"

He nodded, letting go of me so I could climb up the rocks first, trying to find where it wasn't sharp so when I pulled Brendon up he wouldn't be cut.

"Alright, lovely, give me your hand." I said, positioning myself so I wouldn't fall off the rocks.

Brendon tentatively gave me his hand, and I gently pulled him up, holding him in my arms bridal style so he wouldn't slip. "Are you okay? You good?"

He nodded, nuzzling his face into my neck. I smiled, kissing his shoulder. I found a good place for us to lay down, setting Brendon down as gently as possible.

Brendon giggled, playing with my hair again, I got an idea, but it made me slightly uncomfortable. "H-hey, Bren?"

"Yeah?" He looked up at me, his dark eyes sparkling happily. "W-what's wrong?"

I closed my eyes, not able to look at him face to face. "Bren, I love you so, so much."

"I love you too, Dallon." He said shyly and softly.

"Darling...I...I want to, well." I took a deep breath, forcing myself to look at Brendon. "Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do, Dallon." Brendon said, as I gently pulled him closer to me. "W-what are you gonna do to me?"

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Bren, I'm never gonna hurt you." I said, putting my hand on his hip. "Darling, do you want me to tell you what's gonna happen?"

Brendon nodded nervously, I could tell he was scared. "Sweetie, I'm gonna touch you, okay? If you want me to stop I will, you just tell me." I said softly. "Are you alright with that?"

"Yeah, promise it won't hurt?" Brendon asked.

"I promise, Bren." I said, kissing his lips again. I moved on top of him, holding myself up just enough so all my weight wasn't on his chest. I bit his lip, which made him let out a small whine. "Did I hurt you, baby?"

He nodded. "D-didn't like it."

"That's alright, sweetheart, I'm glad you told me." I whispered, moving his hair out of his eyes. "I'm gonna kiss your neck, is that alright?"

He nodded. "G-go ahead." I moved down slightly, kissing his neck. He ran his fingers through my hair, as I moved to where the crevice between his neck and collarbone were.

"Brendon, I'm gonna bite your neck, alright?" I asked.

"Is...is it gonna hurt?" Brendon asked, his voice shaking.

"If it does, I want you to tell me." I said, biting him as gently as possible. I felt him pull my hair, a small moan escaping from his lips. He giggled right after, as I lifted my head to look at him. "Did you like that, sweetie?"

"Y-yeah!" He said. "Keep g-going, please."

"I'm gonna leave a mark here, is that alright?" I asked. "It's gonna be kinda dark, and it might hurt later."

Brendon reached up to cup my face. "I-It'll be a m-mark of your l-love for m-me.. I w-want i-it."

I smiled. "Okay, darling." I went back to the same spot, biting and sucking the skin, small gasps and moans coming out of Brendon's mouth. I bit him a little bit harder, and he pulled my hair in the process.

"D-Dallonnnn..." He moaned, my heart rate speeding up. "K-kiss me.."

I kissed him again, rubbing my thumb over the dark hickey I had left on him. "I love you so much, Bren." I whispered, my hands moving down to his waist.

"I l-love you t-too.." Brendon whispered, pulling me closer. "I w-wanna give y-you a m-mark."

I smiled. "Go ahead."

He tilted my head up, beginning to suck on a place right under where my jaw was closest to my neck. It felt good, so I let him do whatever he wanted, he had let himself be mine, now it was time for me to be his.

I moaned a little, as he bit down semi hard. He backed away, his eyes wide. "D-did that h-hurt?"

"No, it felt really good." I said. "How dark is it?"

"It's k-kinda p-purple." He said, giggling. "I-It looks kinda p-pretty!"

I smiled, moving to lay on top of him again, our lips pressed against each other in another soft kiss, nothing rough or crazy, just soft, gentle, and sweet, just like the one I was sharing the kiss with.

Brendon's POV
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I smile as we kiss again, giggling a little softly, my heart pounding in my chest.

We pull away slowly and he looks me in the eyes, smiling a bit as I feel his hand creeping up my side a little, rubbing it gently. He goes back to kissing my neck, carefully avoiding my gills and I smile at that.

"May I leave more marks on you?" Dallon asks, and I nod a little gently, knowing that I could tell him to stop if I wasn't comfortable with what he was doing.

"Okay, baby.." he says, and he smiles a little before he leans back down to my neck, kissing the skin there gently.

He slowly moves down to my collarbones, and he bites them gently, a soft gasp escaping my lips as he does so, and I tug his hair gently, not wanting to hurt him. I presume he takes this as the okay time continues, and he keeps biting and sucking at my collar bones, soft noises escaping my mouth.

I didn't even know I could make most of these noises, but it just felt so good and I couldn't help it. They did sound kind of silly though.

I feel him leave a mark on my collarbone, and I let out a breath, and I contently sigh shortly after, something that makes Dallon smile a bit.

"You still okay?" He asks softly, and I nod, wanting him to continue leaving the pretty marks on my skin. I really did like the look of them, and they made me feel special since they were from Dallon.

When he sees me nod, he kisses lower and lower, his kisses now trailing my chest, and sometimes my belly. It kind of tickles, but it also feels nice, especially when he kisses around my upper chest.

He trails his kisses back up, before biting at the other side of my neck, another quiet noise escaping my lips as he does so. I feel him suck and continue to bite at it, leaving another mark, so now I had a total of three on my neck. I definitely didn't mind though, they made me feel happy.

They proved that I was really Dallon's, and that he wasn't leaving me any time soon. So in a way I got reassurance from them, the reassurance that I didn't really know that I needed until I really thought about it.

He slowly pulls away from my neck, my gills flaring a little since my breathing was a bit uneven from the reason events.

He brings his hand up and he gently touches the two new marks that he had made, and I watch as he just admires them, my cheeks heating up again even though I ignored it.

"D-Do mine look like yo-yours?" I ask softly, my voice still keeping its shy tone.

"They're a little different, baby. But they're all that purpley color you like," he replies, chuckling softly, and he leans down and kisses my jaw. I giggle as I feel him do that, it did kind of tickle like the kisses he placed on my belly, but I didn't really mind at all.

"You're so pretty, Bren," I hear him say, his tone extremely quiet, almost as if he was talking to himself, and I was just there to hear it.

"Th-Thank you, D-Dally.." I say, smiling up at him and giggling again quietly myself, enjoying his attention.

He smiles at me and nods, before he moves to lay beside me, our sides touching. Eventually he wraps an arm around me and I'm a little taken by surprise when I'm pulled closer, but yet again I don't mind at all.

I lay my head against his chest, listening to his steady heart beat, unlike mine that was still close to beating out of my chest, sounding like a little drum in the process.

I feel him play with my hair, and I feel perfectly content like this.

He made me feel so many things no one else had ever made me feel before, and I had grown used to the fluttery feeling I got every time I was with him.

I never wanted the feeling to go away, I decided, humming softly.