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She was ready; it was her time to go. The anticipation was killing her, but she was prepared. It might be the last time she saw her tribal family for a long time, but when she returned, she would be baring gifts to them all.

It was the weekend, and Leilani was tasked alongside the other otters from her village to get the week's haul of fish and mussels. However, unlike the others, she was heading east to the rocky shores rather than north to the cove with the rest of the hunters. Sure, the cove was incredibly easy to fish and harvest in rather large quantities, but Leilani was able to get the massive marlins, swordfish, shark, and urorin jet fish that would be the centerpiece in a feast. She was alone and therefore only able to bring home a half dozen fish at most, but her fish were bigger and much better.

Leilani took the utmost pride in her work, since no others had the desire or skill to dive to the depths she needed to go in order to set the traps. Her style also involved remaining underwater for long periods of time while luring fish to her before lashing out with a spear or javelin. She was the only one who could do it, and she preferred the solitude for the weekend.

The dark-furred otter smiled and took her first steps away from the village, humming a gentle tune to herself as she followed the path of the river to the eastern shores.

Her village was right in the middle of an island in the peninsula jutting into a crescent-shaped lake and surrounded by a larger mountain range in nearly the exact same shape as the lake. The mountain range was almost always capped with thick storm clouds hovering around the summit like a crown, and it was almost always raining to provide the lake and village with fresh water. Many small creeks and waterfalls fed in from the mountains into the lake, then out the edges of the crescent and into the sea. It was that lake that Leilani was following to her destination.

She skipped happily with thoughts of the good omens the weather had brought upon her and her family; the weather hadn't been this clear and beautiful in months, and she wanted to enjoy every second of it. She had a simple life comprised of hunting, eating, companionship, and occasional bouts of home repair or construction in the wake of a powerful storm, so it wasn't like her life had many hardships that the weather or environment didn't bring. Her tribe had never gone to war with another, and the island she lived on was relatively well kept from the rest of civilization so she only really knew her own language with just enough of the common tongue to have a conversation with sailors and pirates who visited.

The jungle was thick, but there was a well-carved path following the shore of the meandering river that she'd hacked open herself so she would be able to find her own rocky shores with minimal effort. The trip itself would take half a day, but it was still morning and she had time to spare so she didn't mind pausing to get her feet wet along the way. She knew what parts of the river were safe, which were likely to sweep her up in their current, and which ones were lousy with snakes and other hungry predators, so she only walked along the rocky shallows where she knew she could.

She wasn't wearing much in the way of protection - if she had it her way she'd be naked all the time - but she did have a simple tropical skirt and flower embroidered underwear for her upper half. On her back was a large rucksack with a machete strapped to the one side and a few hunting implements in it - only what she needed to hunt, cook, and eat for the weekend. She had a spear in her hand that she was also using as a walking stick due to the smoothe, rounded butt end of it.

Content, Lani found herself getting lost in her own thoughts on her travels. The path was wide and clear, so she couldn't get lost even when drifting off into her own fantasies. That happened once. She was travelling along the shores thinking about a stallion pirate that had visited her tribe a few years beforehand; once she snapped out of her fantasy-induced trance, she found she had lost herself and the river was far enough away that she couldn't hear the light bubbling of the flow bounding over the rocks and snaking its way around obstructions. Obviously she eventually found herself, but she didn't get any fish that weekend.

Still, this was her time alone, and she loved every second of it. Once she made it to the part of the path that was a huge bend around an ox-bow lake, she knew that nobody in her tribe would find her or see her, so she'd toss her clothes in the rucksack and walk the rest of her journey naked, wearing only the dark chestnut fur and the lightly dyed patterns that were part of her society's customs.

Her black hair was glistening in the thin beams of sunlight that managed to pierce through the canopy of the jungle as it bounced along with every step. Her thick tail was raised up as high as it would go, helping to support the sack on her back so that it wasn't all on her shoulders. It didn't take long in her mind for her to arrive at her destination. As a hunter she had a lithe and fit form, and she could easily hop and skip her way to her destination in a fraction of the time it would take someone walking at a normal pace. It helped that she was in a perpetually good mood and maintained a bubbly demeanor even in times of strife.

As she rounded the last bend of the trail, she saw the edge of the forest followed by a steep drop off that would lead to the beach front she had grown so well acquainted with. She stepped out from the shadows and lifted her nose to the sky, closing her eyes and absorbing all the warmth the sun had to offer. Her dark fur kept her quite warm, but she wasn't planning on staying dry for long.

The beach was open and empty, with the river that she'd followed crashing around a few rocks and over a waterfall before splashing in a pool that siphoned the water out to sea every few hours with the tide. To the north there was a massive open beach, and to the south was her rocky shore with the grottos and cave systems that she was mapping out every time she hunted or fished there, drawn out bits at a time. To her knowledge, the caves were a massive labyrinth that extended beneath the nearest cliffs and even deeper into the island, but she never made it that far; not even Leilani could hold her breath that long.

She felt a slight mist of the sea dampening her fur as a cool see breeze whisked her hair about. The sound of the water crashing on the rocks could faintly be heard near her hunting ground to the south, and she took a moment to enjoy the moment before carrying on with her mission. Well, attempting to carry on with her mission. While she had a task at hand, she was easily distracted and quickly discarded her pack to run into the surf.

With the foamy shores moistening her up to the knees, she happily went in deeper until she was up to her waist in cool ocean water. The waves were shallow but choppy, and she happily dragged her fingertips across the surface to cut at the water as it crashed against her belly. As she walked, she felt the soft sand give way to the firm rocks of her hunting ground. The farther out she went, the deeper it got, only to have it suddenly drop off into the depths, another 10 meters down. She kept her spear, just in case, and dove in off the underwater cliff.

Unlike most, she could easily keep her eyes open while underwater, and the ocean was clear as could be. From where she was, she could see right to the bottom as well as the pillars of stone that made the 'underwater forest' that she fished in; it was full of schools of fish and lined by corals from the cliff face to the stone pillars. Each of the pillars stabbed up past the surface of the water and was covered in mosses and seaweeds that sprawled out in every direction. Beautiful.

With her holding her breath, she was able to swim right down to the very bottom of the cliffs, a solid ten meters down, before looking up and kicking off the rock to slide through the water like the expert swimmer she was. A moment later, she burst through the surface next to the nearest stone pillar; she grabbed into the ledge and rolled up onto it, letting her spear clatter on the platform next to her.

The otter huntress laid on her back, eyes to the cloudless sky as she smiled and laughed to herself. She was truly in her element, and she wanted to enjoy herself as thoroughly as she could before getting to the task at hand. She could easily catch the fish she needed in a matter of hours and return before sundown, but she often took her time, relishing her solitude for the whole weekend before bagging her catch and heading home.

Her tail slipped over the side and slapped at the surface of the water as her hair fell down over the opposite side, the long silky strands dancing in the shifting current. The platform she was on was tiny, so small that she could drape part of her body down over either side with ease.

Just then, as she gave another slap to the surface of the water with her tail, she caught a glimpse of a fin jutting out from the water in between a few of the other pillars that were poking out near her. She instantly got to her feet as she saw an opportunity to catch a sailfin that she could cook and eat between this day and the next. With spear in hand, she got to her feet and crouched down, reaching into the moss with her free hand to toss a few pebbles into the wavy mass of kelp and seaweed that was branching out from the pillar. This was to attract the sailfin, tricking it into thinking bugs were landing in the water.

It was seeming to work; she could see the tip of the fin meandering ever closer to her with each pebble she tossed. As soon as the fish was in range, she threw the spear at it and immediately dived in after it before she even waited to see if the spear had hit its mark. Had she waited, the weapon would have sunk to the bottom with or without the prey attached to it. As soon as her snout breached the surface of the water she twisted her body, using her tail as a rudder, and darted forward using every bit of muscle in her body.

Even with the water rushing past her face, she could see that her spear had hit its mark, piercing the blue and red scaled Sailfin right through its body. It was already sinking to the sandy floor, so she had to catch it before it landed and a crab decided to dart off with her meal. Luckily, she was speedy, and she managed to grab the blunt, rounded end of the spear before re-adjusting herself and returning to the surface.

Leilani hovered in place, treading water with both legs, her tail, and one of her arms in between three of the stone pillars. Just then, she realized she had no idea what she was going to do with the Sailfin. She wasn't hungry yet, and she couldn't just leave it out unless she wanted one of the sea-hawks to steal it from her.

Feeling somewhat dejected and indecisive, she swam over to the nearest pillar and tossed the sailfin onto its mossy surface. As soon as she was done, she took a moment to clean the blood and entrails from the hook of her spear before paddling her way back over to the pillar she was on when she initially saw the sailfin. She crawled up onto it again and laid her spear off to the side, rolling onto her back and resting on her elbows with her knees up. This time, she didn't dip her tail tip into the water.

Instead, she laid her head down on the moss and spread her legs apart, a smile spreading across her face as a mood started bubbling up within her.

Like every other trip to the underwater forest, she was completely alone. Nobody was around, and nobody could see her save a few of the eagles and sea hawks that were flying around in circles overhead. This was always a good time for some personal pleasure, doubly so since she seemed to have a growing desire in her this week. The season was fast approaching, after all.

Her tail curled up beneath her rump as she reached down over her toned body to slide a few fingers between her legs, putting pressure on her most sensitive areas. She let out a long, drawn out gasp as her back arched; her tail curled up a bit and extended between her legs before curling back up. The spread of her legs helped to peel back her lips, exposing the cherry-pink flesh that was moist and slick from her arousal. The moment she felt the lips part, she curled her fingers around and slid a pair of them inside, rubbing against her flesh in a walking motion, one finger at a time.

The otter let out a deep, drawn out gasp as she pushed her body onto her fingers, gyrating her hips and rubbing against her palm as her digits massaged her flesh, coaxing slimy strands of lubricant to dribble out onto the mossy surface she was laying on. She let out another gasp as she brought her other hand up to rub against her exterior pleasure points, stimulating herself inside and out.

As she curled her toes, her tail was mimicking that part of her and writhing around until part of it pushed into the spear that was still laying beside her, knocking it into the water. Her whole body tensed up as she heard the splash, but she decided to pay it little mind as she was focused on herself at that time.

However, just as she was getting her groove back, fingers rubbing in unison against her tender flesh, she heard another loud splashing sound as a gray scaled creature burst out of the mass of seaweed next to her!

"AAH!" Leilani exclaimed in utter surprise as this stranger burst from the water's surface. She closed her legs tight - finger tips still idly rubbing at her opening - and scuttled away from it, nearly falling into the water to get away from it.

The gray-scaled creature didn't attack her or come after her in any way, instead smiling at her, exposing rows of sharp teeth. It looked like a hybrid of shark and dolphin, with pale yellow stripes over its back and around its arms. He or she was anthropomophosized, with arms, a face, and presumably legs and a tail floating in the water where she couldn't see. Whatever he or she was, they weren't interested in attacking Leilani or anything, instead they just crossed their arms and laid their chin down on their wrists, staring intently at the scared otter.

"Oh. Hi my friend." The creature spoke up, a pleasant greeting that seemed out of place coming from one with so many sharp, shark-like teeth.

Leilani stuttered and contemplated diving into the water to get away from whoever this was, but changed her mind when she realized that he was speaking in the common tongue, and clearly was no mindless beast. Conjuring up what knowledge and courage she had, she stuttered out whatever rudimentary response she could think of. "Hi. Friend. You friend of Lani?"

"Lani! Nice name! Yes, I am friend of Lani if Lani wishes to be friend of Olfrin." The creature introduced itself and extended a hand.

Leilani could see the shark-like fin on its forearm, as well as the fin on its back and the gills on their neck as well as a blowhole on their spine. Nervous, she extended her own hand and grabbed the creature's digits between her thumb and forefinger, shaking it gently. "Happy you want to be my friend. Did you see me? What are you?" She had to stop herself from asking a barrage of questions just to let them answer.

The hybrid creature smiled again and nodded. "My name is Olfrin. I am a nolse. And right now I am...." They paused to look down, sticking their head below the surface of the water to get a look at their body before erupting back out of the water again. "...I am female! I see you are also female. What are you doing here by yourself?"

Leilani was nervous and not sure how to respond. Mostly, she was still a little frightened and didn't understand how someone could only be female at this moment; did she become male? Was it a joke she just didn't understand? Regardless, she wasn't too keen on talking too much to this invader of her privacy on her hunting trip. "Sorry. I just don't really know you." She explained with a blunt look.

"Oh, no worries my dear. I'm just a travelling adventurer, and I thought I'd come to see the island of perpetual rain for myself. They say it never stops raining in the mountains! Would make for a fun trip!" He stopped midway through, realizing that the otter didn't seem to be keeping up with his tale. "Tell me, Lani, how well do you speak the common language?"

She continued to creep away from the nolse creature until half of one of her rump cheeks were bulging over the side of the mossy rock surface. "I speak it. Not my first language, but I understand it mostly." She didn't elaborate beyond that for fear of misuse of the words.

"Oh, I see. Well, don't be so shy, my dear. I'm a friend, not here to steal your kill or eat you. Just here to visit the locals. Would I be welcome? Are there others like you? Do you have a village?"

Leilani didn't know how to answer any of the questions, so she averted her eyes and tried to catch a glance into the crystal clear water to see her spear that had fallen in, only to see that the seaweed canopy obstructed her view almost entirely.

"Oh, right. I thought I heard something fall. Here, I'll be right back." With that, Olfrin pushed off the stone pillar and dove down into the water. A few seconds later, she burst back up with a strand of seaweed on her face and Leilani's spear in her hand. She shook her face of the water and the vegetation before offering the otter her weapon. "Here you are. You seem to be quite good with this, maybe you could teach me a thing or two about fishing with it!"

Lani's ears perked up a bit at the prospect of teaching someone to do spear fishing, but she didn't speak up as she softly took the spear from the hybrid creature. Normally chipper and perky, she was thrown off her usual attitude by the sudden interruption of her personal time mixed with an odd encounter with some sort of race she wasn't at all familiar with.

Olfrin seemed a little dejected, but not entirely dissuaded from conversing with the otter woman he'd met. Not sure where to go from there, he just stared at her, smiling with an awkward twinge. After a minute or two of this, he finally gave up and sighed. "Okay, I guess you don't want to talk. That's fine. I apologize if I caused you discomfort." He turned and went to push off the rock, only to have her stop him.

"No, please stay!" She squeaked out. Her curiosity was slowly winning out over her survival instincts, and Olfrin seemed kind enough. Rather than wait for Olfrin to turn around and come back to her, she rolled into the water and swam up to him, catching him just beyond the reach of the web of seaweed.

"Oh? You do want me to stay?" Olfrin joked as they stopped to tread water in place.

Leilani nodded and smiled. "Yes. Please follow me!" She turned to swim back to shore, but then remembered she left the fish on the other pillar so she corrected her course and returned to it, grabbing it by the tail before returning to the underwater cliff.

During times of low tide, the rocky outcropping that lined the beach was actually exposed to the air, making it a platform for her to dive from, but right now the tide was high and even while standing on the cliff-top, the water came up past her hips, but didn't quite get to her breasts except when a small wave hit her and splashed at her chest. Olfrin joined her there, allowing Lani to see just how massive this creature was.

The hybrid nolse creature was easily twice Leilani's length from nose to tail tip. She had fins on her back, arms, legs, and tail from neck to the very tip on both ends. Hands and legs were both webbed, just like Leilani's. She had to keep most of her body, save her head, neck, shoulders, and arms submerged in the water, her hind claws gripping at the dips and crevasses of the rock seafloor.

"Well you have me here, what can I do for you?"

"Do you eat fish?" Leilani asked, showing him the massive sailfin.

Olfrin laughed with a warm smile. "That, my dear lady, is pretty much all I eat."

"Good, I cook for you. Can you come to beach or stay in water?" Rather than relent and allow the stranger to scare him, Lani was using this as an opportunity to turn an awkward situation into something positive. This was common for her, and she didn't stay strangers with people for long; the otter just didn't have it in her to hate or be distrusting towards others who offered her kindness. Besides, she had plenty of sailfish meat to feed the two of them, and she couldn't possibly eat it all herself before she returned to her village.

"Uh, sure, I can come to the beach. Gonna cook that up for us?" Olfrin asked. "I mean, I don't need it cooked, I like it raw, but cooked is nice." He slowly followed her into the shallows then onto the rocky beach.

Leilani slung the fish over her shoulder as she started foraging for various rocks and sticks of all size, singling out the more dry to toss them in a pile in front of Olfrin, who was now sitting cross-legged on the beach with a smile on her face, toothy grin and all. Still Leilani was busy trying to set up the bonfire on the beach to cook the sailfin. It didn't take long and she Olfrin offered to help but she declined him, insisting on acting as the gracious host.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a pyramid of wood encircled by a bunch of rocks, a single stick raised up on two other sticks to keep the fish roasting over the fire that hadn't been ignited yet.

Once Leilani was content with her craftsmanship, Olfrin leaned forward, pressing a palm against the sticks and dry logs. "May I?" She ignited a spark in the palm of her hand, resulting in silken flames wrapping around her and jumping onto the dry wood to start the fire.

"Oooooh!" Leilani stared, wide eyed and slack jawed as Olfrin lit the fire for her using magic. Not a lot of magic around these parts, and none in her village, so she was always mesmerized when visitors were able to do it. She grabbed the seafarer's still-hot hand and pressed it against her chest. "Do that again. Not to me, but please do that again!" She cooed at him, smiling as she continued to hold Olfrin's warm, scaly flesh against her chest fur.

"Ah, I take it you don't have Ademagi here in your village. Sure, I'll show you a few things!" Olfrin took her hand from Leilani's chest and held it up at face level, igniting another spark that engulfed her digits in long flames that licked at the air. She snapped her fingers to make the fire expand and blast a ball upwards that disappeared after a split second. She noticed that Leilani was mesmerized by it, so she brought up her other hand and did the same thing, but instead of creating more fire, she condensed the moisture in the air into a thin layer of ice that froze her hand solid.

As soon as she saw the ice, Leilani focused her attention on it, pressing her hands against the smooth exterior and dragging a claw along it. "Ice! You can make ice!" She exclaimed, rubbing at it and holding the ice-encased hand in between hers. "Just like the cave at home!"

Olfrin was curious about this cave, so she prodded a bit after clenching both hands into fists, snuffing the fire and turning the ice into shattered pieces, which Leilani tried to pick up out of the sand only to have them melt. "Tell me more about this cave, Lani."

Leilani was still fascinated by the melting ice, but she had no problems half-heartedly explaining herself. "There is a cave in our village, very cold. Walls get covered in ice. We chip the ice off, and put it in the containers we have for our fish. That is how we keep the fish cold so they still taste good a week later when we eat it. Very nice, very useful. Is that Ademagi as well? Magic?" during her explanation, she couldn't bring herself to look Olfrin in the eyes; instead, she was staring at the magical hands that could conjure fire or ice.

Olfrin took Lani's hands in hers and smiled as she pressed her forefinger and thumb against the otter's paws, once again condensing the moisture in the air and freezing it in a thin layer from fingertip to half way up her forearm. "Could be magic, could just be a natural phenomenon. I can't tell for sure without seeing it for myself."

Leilani's eyes were wide as she stared at her now-frozen hands. Inside the layer of ice, her digits remained fully thawed and the ice itself was thin enough that even with the slightest of motions, she could create cracks in its surface. While still fascinated, as well as a little confused by one of the words Olfrin had used, she shifted her focus on the ice that was slowly chipping and peeling off her paw. With her maw still gaping open as she stared at her frozen paws, she asked, "What do you mean by 'phenomenon'?"

Olfrin pulled away and let Leilani marvel at her magically frozen paws for a bit as she thought of a way to answer that. "Well, it's like something you can't explain. Something the natural world gives you that you don't understand, but you still appreciate."

The otter nodded. "I see. Must be a phenomenon then, because nobody in my village knows how to use magic." She clenched her fist, making all the ice shatter and fall to the sand, melting almost instantly. As soon as it landed, she thrust her paws to Olfrin again with an excited chirp. "Do that again!"

Olfrin smiled her toothy grin. "Okay then! But only if you promise to get that excited about it every time I do it!"

The two of them continued to play with magic over the next hour or so as their meal cooked over the fire. They took turns rotating the stick the sailfin was impaled on to keep it fair, and Olfrin even showed her some physical magic where she was able to turn it into a rotisserie without touching it. This fascinated the otter as much as the fire and ice magics, and she demanded the aquatic hybrid do the physical magics to rocks, sand, and even water. As the day progressed and they continued to chat, Olfrin happily obliged each and every one of Lani's requests, even once they started to grow lewd.

The sun was starting to set over the horizon, and the sailfin proved to be as delicious as both parties had hoped. Full of fish and eager to continue taking advantage of Olfrin's magical prowess, Lani sidled up next to the hybrid and smiled. "Do that to me." She requested, referring to his physical magic.

Olfrin smiled and raised a finger to her, keeping it far from touching her but also pointing right at her wrist. A slight aqua mist hung around her hand like a fog as she remotely lifted Lani's wrist from her lap and above her head.

Lani giggled and tried to tug on the invisible force, which felt like rope wrapped around her forearm and squeezing gently. As soon as she resisted, the pressure dissipated and she regained control again, so she laid her hand in her lap. With a goofy grin, she rocked side to side with her eyes squeezed mostly shut in delight. "Okay, okay. Again, but this time, touch me here." She laid her palm on one of her breasts, the nipple barely showing between thumb and forefinger.

There was a noticeable moment of hesitation from Olfrin, but then her lips peeled back in a sly grin. She raised a hand again, but this time didn't point a single finger at the otter. Instead, she moved all her fingers in waves as she tickled at Lani's body, applying pressure around her shoulders, over her collar bone, around the sides of her belly, in loops around her thighs, and even in a swirl on her lower belly. All the places that the otter had tribal markings. She finished up by lowering her palm and tickling at Lani's face, trailing two marks over each of her eyes, again with the pattern of the tribal markings.

The otter shuddered in delight as the sensations travelled through her body, caressing her from what seemed like every part of her body but her breasts or loins. She felt a familiar buzzing in her nether regions as she tried to lean into the prodding sensations that felt almost like a brush sliding through her fur or a claw tickling her gently. She let out a bit of a moan as she once again pressed her palm against her breast. "Here." She reiterated with a sultry smile, eyes closed so she could better focus on the physical sensations.

Olfrin smiled and leaned in closer to her, hand raised and an aqua mist emanating around it like a thick fog that spilled down her forearm and onto the sand. "You seem awfully eager, Lani. Are you sure you want me to do something like this? Someone like me poking around in your sensitive areas?" She grinned and flicked her one finger, shooting a jolt of frozen mist towards Leilani on her chest between her breasts.

Lani bit her lip and nodded. There was a hint of apprehension crying out in the back of her mind, but in the hours they'd spent together Olfrin had proven herself a kind soul, and Leilani felt she was a good judge of character. "Yes, please. Work your magic on me, Olfrin." She shuffled forward in the sand, getting closer to the much larger shark-dolphin hybrid.

Olfrin smiled and nodded, her hand still up and blowing bits of the frozen mist at the otter's torso. There was a glint of insecurity in her deep green eyes, but she blinked to wipe that out of her mind as she reached around to drag a single finger from the base of the otter's tail and right up to the base of her neck, a thick strip of ice trailing the fur in the wake of her digits. She leaned in close and smiled a soft toothy grin so that Lani could see her right in the eye.

The otter let out a deep, pleasured moan as she leaned forward, back arching and tail twitching. Her eyes closed and her jaw was hanging open, letting out a gentle gasp with every breath. The sensation of the ice forming on her spine and tail was unlike anything she'd felt before, and the added taboo of the magic being used on her further excited her. Magic wasn't banned or forbidden, but it was so rare that any of it was a treat, especially when a kind creature such as Olfrin was using it to tease and please her, and that added another reason for her to enjoy being alone on the eastern shore.

"Tell me, do you like this?" Olfrin asked as she laid her palm against Lani's back, a six-sided sheet of ice in the form of a snowflake growing onto the otter's fur.

Rather than be jerked awake by the question, Leilani slowly opened her eyes and reached for Olfrin's free wrist, pulling it closer to her chest so that the palm was cupping her breast. She wanted to feel the intense cold of the ice forming around her nipple, but wasn't quite prepared to say it out loud. Before Olfrin could protest or respond in any way, Leilani slowly pushed the large, scaled hand down so that the hybrid's fingers were mere centimeters away from Lani's vulva. Her lips were starting to swell in anticipation, and she could feel bits of her own natural lubrication tickling at her opening before dribbling off into the sand. Every shock of cold and every blast of heat had been slowly building her excitement, and though she wasn't one to just jump on anyone who showed interest, she had particular desire to see what these magic fingers could do to her more intimate regions. If a trail of ice forming up her spine could make her gasp, she imagined the pleasure would be far more intense if it was coming from within.

"O-oh. Okay." Olfrin seemed shocked at the otter's direct flirtation, but rather than be awkward, she embraced it and pushed a single finger against the swirled, tribal marking just above Lei's lips. She focused some magic to her finger and slowly formed a thin sheet of ice to perfectly cover the swirl pattern, a single tendril of ice extending downward until the first bits formed a solid cap over the top of her slit.

Leilani shuddered in delight and her neck twisted as she tried her best to not shriek. Her toes were curling, her tail was twitching, and she was biting her lip as her body rocked gently into the cooling touch of Olfrin's fingers. Her lip started to tremble and her teeth locked in as she felt two tendrils of ice branching out from the disc of ice that had covered the swirl on her lower belly, each strip growing down either side of her slit but never quite extending into her. She could feel her muscles tensing up and her sitting position was growing uncomfortable, so she shifted until her legs were in front of her and spread apart, tail resting between them in the sand as she leaned back on her elbows.

"You know, Lani, the ice here is having a hard time with this region. I think your flesh is a little too hot to let a sheet form over it, if you know what that means." Olfrin smirked and laughed a bit.

"Y-yes please, Olfrin. That is nice. Very nice." She choked out heavenly gasps of approval in between gentle twitches and contractions, barely paying attention to what Olfrin had actually said. As she got more excited, she spread her legs a bit and felt her lips part to expose her moist, aubergine colored flesh.

Olfrin was no oblivious creature, so she smiled and leaned into the otter's tiny body, slipping two fingers in to her slick depths; she let the ice melt and fall away, droplets of water teasing at her lips as she gently rotated her fingers so that her palm was facing up.

Both paused a moment while they looked each other in the eye. Lani's jaw quivered for a bit as she thought about the cool feel of ice prodding at her from within, and the excitement of the impending pleasure made her clamp her thighs together, muscles clenching and nearly forcing the fingers out of her. She didn't want to resist, so she quickly parted her knees again, repositioning so that she could get a better look at Olfrin.

As soon as they locked eyes, Lani felt Olfrin's thumb press against the top of her slit where her lips converged, applying a bit of pressure as she rubbed. She could feel fingers massaging her from within as the thumb rubbed, and just as she was about to let out a moan, she felt a vibrant shock through her flesh from the fingertips to the thumb.

"Aaah!" She yelled out, flesh tightening in a form of defense before relaxing again. The shock felt like a stab, but then dulled into a tingling throb that seemed to make her more sensitive. Her initial exclamation died down into a long, drawn out moan as she flopped right onto her back, pressing her hands against her forehead. "What was that?" She asked, giggling as the tingle persisted within her.

"Magic." That was all the answer that was given, and in her state of mind, that was good enough.

She continued to push into the fingers until she felt another sudden jolt rock her body; the second shock wasn't as powerful as the first, but seemed to linger longer. The flesh of her sex was throbbing in delight, and dripping copious volumes of fluid the more she got stimulated. She could feel her pleasure intensifying as the pressure was applied and the energy was coursing through her.

"Ooh..oh. Hnnnngph!" Lani bit her lip and rocked her body, grasping at the sand that slipped through her fingers as her tail forced her hips up into Olfrin's grip. She looked up to see the marine hybrid smiling down at her, vibrant green eyes juxtaposed on the cool blue of the emerging full moon. There was a hint of light emanating from where Olfrin's hand met between Lani's thighs, but she barely paid attention to it since the sensations that were pulsing in her flesh were a little distracting.

Her toes were curling again, and her tail was pressing her hips up into the fingers that kept massaging her and injecting doses of magic into her sex. The fingers were rubbing against each other, curled upward to press against the roof of her canal - her most sensitive region - to coax a few spurts of fluid from her. There was a powerful wave of pleasure crackling out from Olfrin's thumb that spider-webbed out over her belly, her inner thighs, and down the underside of her tail while a deeper, stronger sensation did the same all through her torso from within.

For a moment, her vision went blurry so she closed her eyes, body rocking heavily into the fingers that were literally magic and were injecting pure pleasure into her veins. All the muscles in her body tensed up, her passage clenched shut, she balled her paws up into fists, her toes were curling, and she could taste blood thanks to how hard she was biting her lip. She could feel her pleasure about to hit a climax when she felt Olfrin slowly pulling out, applying one last bit of pressure to her flesh before sliding out, a powerful shock zapping her moist flesh one last, most intense time.

Just then, she felt every muscle spasm at once for a split second, forcing a thin stream of fluid out to splash on the underside of her tail. With her arms up and squeezing against her chest, she shuddered in delight, writhing in the sand as the aftershocks of intense pleasure coursed through her body. The sensations extended out to the tip of her tail and into her fingers, giving her a semi-numb feeling all over that somehow seemed to amplify the pleasure.

She tried to declare some form of appreciation to the magic lover that had done this wonderful thing to her body, but all she could choke out was a series of moans and gasps amidst a streak of meek whimpers. Her tongue wasn't working, so she gave up.

Olfrin stayed leaning over the otter, watching with a warm smile as her partner twisted and curled up every digit in a long, drawn out climax. She grabbed at Leilani's tail, holding the tip and feeling the muscle contractions that would have curled it up and made it writhe in the sand, potentially drawing sand to the moist mess between her thighs. She leaned over and wrapped her arm around the otter, nuzzling into her cheek a bit as the otter slowly calmed down.

After a few moments, Lani was able to choke out a half-mumbled sentence. "Th-that was wonderful. How did you do that?" She had her paws folded up on her chest to cover her breasts and she brought her knees up to her belly, tail curled up to cover her sex as she rolled onto her side, giggling as she did so.

Olfrin released her gentle hug and got to her feet, never breaking eye contact with Leilani. "I told you, magic." Her long tail was dragging in the sand as she turned to walk away, extending one of her hands to remotely tickle at the back of Lani's neck.

Leilani saw the reflection of the moon glistening off Olfrin's inner thigh - the only part of her body that was still moist. "Where are you...why do you leave me?" She asked, curious above all else. Not sad or desperage, but unsure why such a powerful and intense lover could just walk away after something like that.

"I'm not leaving, Lani. I need to get back to the water, my skin is dry, I need it to stay moist. You are free to join me if you'd like." Before the otter could respond, Olfrin turned and continued to walk out into the shallows, diving in the moment it was deep enough to submerge her.

Lani followed, stumbling a bit with each step due to the gentle waves of pleasure that were still meandering through her flesh, making her knees weak. Once she caught up to Olfrin, they were both at the edge of the 'cliff' that oversaw the underwater forest of stone pillars and sea vegetation. She sidled up next to Olfrin, who was mostly submerged with legs dangling over the side of the cliff face, the calm surface of the water up to her shoulders. "I would enjoy it if you allowed me to return the favor." She offered, before diving out into the water, doing a back stroke and using her tail as a rudder.

"I would enjoy that too, Lani." Olfrin agreed.