Tormenting Fishie

[Tsunami]

He kept his gills tightly shut and sealed to keep in whatever water was in them and panted a bit through his mouth in distress. It wasn't that he was in any life-threatening danger, unless one counted dying of embarrassment. Why did she enjoy tormenting him like this? It really didn't make any sense since with others she seemed to be more or less disinterested. Was he that entertaining to her?... Well, he supposed at the moment he might be.

"Medusa, please! I need my clothes!" He almost pleaded, his arms moving so he could cover his gills with them and his hands.

He had been sleeping in his tank not too long ago. Yes, tank. Seeing how he needed to stay wet constantly or risk the chance of drying up like jerky, he slept in an aquarium that was six feet by five. Zyne had no idea on how she managed to strip him down to his nothings while he had been sleeping but the sometimes too playful member of the Brotherhood had managed it much to his embarrassment.

The aquatic mutant couldn't very well leave his tank without his clothes. Not with someone in his room with him unless they were a lover. And, since having arrived here, he had had none of those. Right now, he was trying to cover up as much as he could but she'd stolen his blankets as well. So he was sitting in a corner with his legs obstructing the view as much as possible.

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

Tsunami was so amusing whenever he was being tormented and she focused her attention on him because she found him so adorable! When he started shouting out her name, she shuddered with pleasure as she trotted through the door and stared at the man who was attempting to cover himself. Stepping into his room, she closed the door behind her and moved towards Tsunami's tank and grabbed the top of his tank and leaned forward. "Oh yes, say my name, baby," she teased with a bright smile, "And clothes? I didn't know you even wore clothes, let alone needed them. That just seems rather crazy! After all, you seem to be surviving just fine without them. But, if you really want them," she mused as she pulled the duffel bag from around her shoulders and tossed it into the tank with Tsunami. Inside the duffel bag was clothes, but none of it was Tsunami's but rather her own set of clothes. Luckily, it would probably fit the man since they were about the same in size. Twisting her body around, she leaned her back against his tank and began to twirl her blond locks within her finger, "So, you call out my name often or just when you really want me?" she teased some more. Watching him squirm was just far too enjoyable for her, even if she wasn't watching him right now. She may tease him a lot, but she would not steal his 'innocence.'

Instinctively, Medusa began to rub her back against the tank as she softly closed her eyes and just pictured Tsunami's body. A giggle came to her lips as she soon turned around, assuming he had put on the clothes or enough of them. Staring at him, she smirked, "Oh, it looks like I had grabbed the wrong bag. How clumsy of me," she lied since she knew full well that she grabbed the wrong bag. Dragging her finger against the glass, she tilted her head slowly, "How about we go out now. After all, what you gave me last night was simply magical, I have to try and make it up to you." Her words began to imply that she and he had sex last night as she gave a bright smile. 'Course, what she stated was not true, but he didn't need to know a single thing. "Have any place you want to go specifically?" she queried with a bright smile crossing her lips. Medusa just had to keep up the entire rouse of having been laid by the 'golden' fish last night. Already her mind was putting together the amazing feelings he had given her from having done very little besides a few nightly moves.

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[Tsunami]

The teasing. He had known it would come, it always did. She really was a snake. Cold and heartless. That was just the thought of the moment though, he didn't really mean it. Well, maybe a little. He really wished she wouldn't do things to this extent. This was a little over the top when it came to pranks. He also wished he wasn't the favorite prey of hers. Well, at least she wasn't taking to experimenting on him with her poisons...

As she spoke about him not needing any clothes, he gave her a somewhat mortified look. But, she seemed to be just verbally tormenting him again as she soon after, dropped the duffel bag she had with her- into the tank. He didn't move from the spot he was in until she had her back to him. Then, his movements were swift as he went to rapidly searching the contents of the bag for something decent to wear.

"Th-these are YOUR clothes! What did you do to my clothes?"

But clothes were clothes and he quickly pulled some of it on. At least enough to be decent because he knew that there was no chance in all kinds of hell, that Medusa would resist turning back around. The way she rubbed her back against the tank had those koi-like flecks showing rather vividly on his skin. If she made one Twilight joke though, he would throw her out of the room whether he had his own clothing or not.

She didn't though, lucky for her. Instead, she made it obvious that the choice of clothes had been intentional. He was just about to snap at her about it but what she said next had him just opening and closing his mouth a couple of times.

"Last.... last night!? Just WHAT did you do to me in my sleep you evil, evil woman!?" He gasped. "And the only place I want to go is wherever you hid away my clothes. I MAY slip on the occasional body mesh, but this... No."

He held the duffel bag up against his body almost clutching it there. There hadn't been any pants in the bag. Just skirts. One of which he did indeed put on for the sake of preserving some semblance of modesty.

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

Watching Tsunami squirm like a worm was just too amusing to Medusa. A deviant smile continued to plaster itself upon her lips as she examined his reactions. His emotions showed through him as if he were made of glass, just like the tank he resided within. Pressing her hand against the glass, she spread her fingers apart and rested her scaled forehead against. Her eyes stared through and stared right at him, almost in a creepy way with her smile curled in a sadistic manner. No one could understand why Medusa did anything that she did; she was a book that could not be opened, and that is the way she liked it most. Unlike her though, Tsunami was easy to read as it had everything written right upon her sleeve. Some reason, Medusa kept picturing him with a note stapled to his chest by his motherly figure, even if he may lack one like herself. But now that she saw Tsunami in her clothes and a skirt, she found herself enjoying the moment a bit too much. "Your clothes? Hm, I think I gave them to a chipmunk. He seemed to need them more than you," she teased since she just wanted to see Tsunami wiggle beneath the pressure she put upon him, "And besides, now everyone will know you are mine." There would have been no doubt that everyone knew she picked on him, but this may make people start thinking there was either something more between them or something wrong with Tsunami in the first place.

When she was being accused of doing something to him, Medusa acted hurt as she gave a surprised look then pouted. Turning her back towards him, she rested her shoulders against the glass and crossed her arms over her chest, "Oh, I see how it is now. You come to me in my room all naked, fuck my brains out, and now you act like it never happened. Here I thought we would have been doing it more often. I suppose though, you are just another guy. And I don't know where you put your clothes, I mean, if I did it, could you tell me how I managed it without waking you up in the middle of the night?" she queried him, playing the part of the innocent woman, at least in the fact that she unclothed him. It was a lie, but it wasn't a lie that many could spot unless they could read her mind, especially since her back was facing Tsunami. "I will go get you a blanket," she stated in a tone of melancholy. Soon after those words, she pushed off of the glass and began to walk towards the doorway. Even if Tsunami attempted to stop her, she didn't as she pushed through the door and headed down the hall, aimed for her bedroom.

(( Note: If Tsunami wishes to chase after Medusa, ignore the following paragraph, but if you wish for him to stay in his room, then ignore this note. xD Just thought i would put it here so you know. <33 ))

It didn't take her very long before she returned with one of her own blankets. Walking to the tank, she tossed the blanket to Tsunami, "Hope that will be good enough for you, your highness," she hissed in a cold tone, acting as though she were truly hurt. Unluckily for Tsunami, it was often very difficult to tell what Medusa was actually feeling, especially since she rarely showed any feelings around anyone she wasn't about to kill or wanted information from, "I guess I will go by your door to make sure no one sees you in your," she paused and just shook her head instead. Not finishing her statement, she walked back towards the doorway and propped herself against the door frame as she looked out into the hallway. Resting her right shoulder against the frame, Medusa laid her head down against the wood and took up the stance of the wounded woman in hopes of snaring a good catch.

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[Tsunami]

The way she pressed her forehead against his tank and smiled at her, caused Zyne Xander De la Vega to become a bit more upset. His gills were opening and closing so fast it may remind one of a hummingbird's wings flapping. He didn't like that. Even if the "clothes" he wore covered his gills from sight the movement was something that could draw attention. He didn't like to show his gills to anyone. They looked too much like freshly made cuts with a super sharp butcher's knife. And, he was sure that no one here had seen them... Well, up until this she-demon had done.... whatever she had done to him last night!

There was not even a hint of guilt in those eyes of hers. No remorse even tinting that smirk she made as she stared at him as if stripping him all over again. He continued to breathe quickly through his gills, the water in the tank passing through at an alarming speed and making him a little dizzy due to him getting a little too much oxygen. He wasn't so oxygen high to agree with what Medusa said after the chipmunk bit though.

"I'm not anyone's, Medusa. I.... I don't even get attracted to anyone!"

The last part was a lie. He was attracted to both genders, actually. He just hadn't been with anyone... sexually. He had had relationships, a few of them actually. They just hadn't gotten to the point where he was willing to let hands or anything else wander to his gills or felt comfortable going shirtless or nude in front of anyone.

When she told him her story about how he had come to her in her room bare and... well, did the things she said he had done to her, Tsunami finally found a temper. The water in his tank churned and caused the clothes he wore and his hair to be caught in the current making it almost resemble him having been caught up in a wind storm. He didn't get the chance to say anything though as, besides trying to hold himself back and get a handle on his powers, Medusa was already leaving.

He was still angry when she got back, even if the waters had calmed some and he actually glared at her, snatching the blanket and pulling it around himself when it was tossed into the tank.

"That's enough, Medusa! You can stop with the lie about me having done those things to you. I don't even know HOW to do that! I'm not... I'm not going to just keep taking this kind of thing, so you need to stop thinking of me as your prey. Because, one day you might find me fighting back." He told her, not raising his voice but having snapped at her in the beginning.

Zyne removed the clothing under the blanket and after covering himself much like those robed and hooded monks with the blanket, he put the clothes into the duffel bag then caused the currents in the water to push the bag to the surface of his tank for her to grab.

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

His stuttering words gave him away, so did his lingering eyes though. Medusa knew better than to believe that Tsunami wasn't attracted to anyone. After all, she had seen the way he looked at some people. Tsunami was also a very bad liar since it was clear he was attracted to both sexes if one watched him as closely as she did. Of course, Medusa wasn't quite sure why she was always so interested in the boy, he wouldn't make the best 'notch on her belt', but he was someone she believed she could consider a friend. Maybe Medusa was trying to show her affection in the only way she knows how to? With her body modifying friends, she was a different person and was human to them, but everything was different with Tsunami. Even though he was older, Medusa couldn't shake the feeling that he was more like a younger brother to her, someone she should protect and tease so he knew she was thinking about him. Clearly she often went too far on him, but Medusa never had siblings before. Either way, Medusa said nothing to his statement and let him believe she thought he was telling the truth. He didn't need to know she knew his sexual preference; it wasn't really hers to know anyways.

When she returned and began to listen to Tsunami snap at her, she couldn't help but turn and look at him. Slowly her lips turned from a frown to a smirk. Those words he spat gave her some sort of gratification, and she licked at her fangs like a wolf staring at its prey. Her steps soon swiftly took her to the side of his tank, and her hands pressed against the glass. Staring intently at Tsunami as he wrapped her blanket around him, she gave a soft chuckle, "Oh my dear Tsu. Have you ever thought about the fact that you fighting back is the response I have been looking for? You are so fragile with your delicate egg shell surrounding you, I cannot help but poke at it so it hardens and protects that chickling within," she stated as she tapped softly upon the glass a few times for effect, "May be difficult to believe I have your self interest in mind, but you remind me of someone I knew a long time ago. She too was innocent and somewhat naive of what was going on in the world. Yet, she didn't stand a chance within this cruel world and she died because of it. Brutally murdered by all those humans out there because all they want is our heads on a stick. We are nothing more than freaks and demons to them, and I don't want them killing you either," she confessed. Oddly, she was telling the truth since the girl she was referring to was Aisling Zegher. This name she views as belonging to someone else since it was no longer hers. No, she was Medusa because Aisling was slowly killed by those nuns, those kids, and those pastors with their dirty looks, words, and rituals. With all of these memories rushing into her head, Medusa's hands curled in, her nails scratching against the glass as her left eye twitched. Her breath became slightly irregular as she took in a breath in a shivering sort of way. Closing her eyes, she let the air out of her lungs and reminded herself that life was over and gone.

Turning away from Tsunami, Medusa rested her back against the glass tank once again and stared out the door, "So, would you like to go somewhere, my treat," she stated in an emotionless voice. A voice that was trying to hide all of the feelings of a little girl Medusa refused to be. After all, that girl was six feet under and in a steel coffin where no one could reach her ever again. Aisling was...safe.

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[Tsunami]

He had halfway expected her to snap at him. To go into one of her tempers and poison his tank. Something, anything violent. She was smirking at him, it made him nervous on the inside even if he was still wearing an angry expression. He emotionally bristled when she went to licking her fangs and pressing her hands against the glass. The chuckle almost gave him chills. With her it was hard to tell what she might or might not do next.

He kept his back straight and shoulders squared though so to try not to show any of his nervousness. It wouldn't be the first time that he had gone to bluffing. And more than likely, it wouldn't be the last time. He had trouble keeping up with the hardened posture though as he heard her tell him that there was a chance that she was trying to toughen him up. That she had his interests in mind when she tormented and teased him.

He turned his head a little to the side and looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, unsure of how much salt he should take her words with. His face slowly turned towards her though as Medusa went to telling him he reminded her of someone, that she had been too innocent and had been brutally murdered because of it. He would have commented on the fact that he wasn't as niave as he might have seemed, but his words caught in his throat with the look he saw in her eyes.

No one could really fake a look like that. Her nails scratched against the glass softly as pain seemed to go through her. Not physical but something much deeper. Zyne didn't know how to react really, to this side of her. He doubted anyone else had ever seen it. It seemed he wasn't the only one naked in this room, only this was in a different way. As she turned away, he moved from the corner of the tank and soundlessly moved closer to the glass she was closest to.

Tsunami might have been angry at her earlier, but that didn't make him heartless towards her. With skillful manipulation of his abilities he was able to move without a single splash or sound. By the time she was speaking about them possibly going somewhere and it being her treat, he was standing behind her. Close enough to where she might be able to feel the chill coming off of his body as the water in the tank wasn't exactly the warmest, nor was his blood. Cautiously, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and he lowered his head so his chin rested lightly on her shoulder.

He might have been opening himself to get bitten in the face or something, but even if this was a domain full of the tough and violent it seemed- he still had some sense of compassion.

"I'm not innocent..... I'm a killer." He admitted..

He hadn't ever talked about what had happened when he had been attacked. Though it might not have meant to someone who's probably killed several times by now, it was something that weighed heavily on him.

"And alright, we can go somewhere. I just want some clothes first. My clothes."

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

Medusa didn't feel like taking the time to reflect upon herself right now, mostly because she knew she would hate what she saw. There was no hiding the fact that a little girl was showing through her shell and she swallowed deeply to drag that girl back into the depths of where it came from. Lock the box and toss away the key once again, so she cannot get out. She hated that child of hers, but it rarely showed its head which Medusa enjoyed. Her thoughts quickly diverted with Tsu's arms wrapping around her and she felt...uncomfortable. This abnormal embrace wasn't even allowed by any of her temporary lovers! Certainly it was sweet and kind, but Medusa rarely rolled that way. So, she slipped free from his arms as she wiggled away and listened to Tsu's voice.

A chuckle came to Medusa's lips when he tried to play himself as a killer. Medusa knew better than to believe that. It doesn't matter if Tsu had killed before, but she knew he lacked that cold hearted killer look in his eyes because that was a look she knew all to well. She saw it every time she looked in the mirror after all. And she knew that look was in all the killers like her, so Tsu was innocent compared to most of the Brotherhood, he had a childlike nature about him that few would understand. "Sure, sure. And I am a big nasty dragon," she sassed as she trotted to the wall beside the door. Resting her back there, she stared over at Tsu who was at the edge of his tank now, and she listened to him speak once again. Nodding softly, she idly wondered where they could go, but her mind was rather blank at the moment, so she spoke instead, "Have any ideas to where you would like to go? And aw, not gonna go out naked? If it makes you feel better, I could always get undressed too," she began to tease. She even began to push off her left strap just to play a little with Tsu's virgin mind. A devious smile quickly sprawled over her lips as she got into the mood and pushed the other strap down too, "I wouldn't mind and who knows, maybe we don't need to go out someplace." She teased him with a wink, and her smile brightened as she began to show off her fangs. Teasing Tsu always seemed to brighten her mood though, so she had to be glad he was around in the first place. Yet, she couldn't help but wonder what made him so special to her.

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[Tsunami]

She pulled away, which was better than her sinking those fangs into his face bad pumping him full of poison for showing her some kindness. He actually felt a small wave of relief within him as this could have gone very terribly. There were a great many nasty things she could have done to him. Some he probably hadn't even thought of.

As she commented on being a big nasty dragon, in her own way of telling him she didn't believe he was a murderer, he resisted the pout that tried to form as he knew that she would just tease him about it. Not just today but for as long as she felt like teasing him for the way he looked when he pouted.

"Well, add some wings and fire and snakes can pass off as some types of dragons..." He half muttered.

It was more or less under his breath, so he wasn't sure on if she had heard him. As she asked him if he knew where he wanted to go, he was silent for a moment. He didn't really go out much unless it was to go for a swim at the docks or something. It took a moment for the comment about her going naked too to sink in and when it did he looked at her a bit shocked, and a bit like she was crazy.

"Ah! No!" He gasped out as he brought the "hood" of his "robe" down over his eyes when she went to pushing the straps of her shirt down.

"You might not mind but I do!" He blurted out, now hiding fully in the blanket.

"I'm going to either get my clothes, or I'm going to resort to stealing some of Madrox's. Do you really want me to dress like Madrox? If you don't, you'll tell me where my clothes really are. Or even better, you'll give them back to me." Zyne said even as he walked over to a medium sized metal cabinet and opening it up.

It had the device he used when he was staying in dry air for a while. He pulled it into the blanket with him before strapping it on then only showed his face again once the tubing was attached to his nose and the strip of cloth covering part of his face to hide it. At least she hadn't gotten to that...

Moving to his tank, he conducted some water to snake out of the tank and into the containers on the device.

"There's supposed to be a new bar and grill opening up near the docks..."

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

It was always enjoyable spending her time with Tsu, even if she spent it tormenting him to no end. He always made it fun for her with his little reactions and blushing ways. Medusa truly wouldn't complain if she were to end up his roommate since she did view him as a friend, of sorts. Not like most of the people here. They were all decent people in her eyes, but she just preferred Tsu over the rest. There was no real need to explain the why, especially since she didn't know it fully. Maybe it was the resemblance to her younger self, and her desire to reach that point again? No matter the reason, Tsu found himself the object of Medusa's jesting, but that also had its benefits for him since she would also happily protect his fishy butt any day of the week.

When he commented on the fact that snakes could be considered dragons with just a few attachment, she shook her head slowly at him. "Well, dragons don't really need to breath fire, just need to fly pretty much. With that, snakes probably could pass as Eastern dragons, certainly, but sadly I lack those required wings, deary," she retorted back to him with a delicate smile crossing her lips. She enjoyed small banter like this, it was refreshing compared to the idiotic droning of most of the Brotherhood members. Medusa swore that Magneto found some of them in the south with their fingers up their butts. The mere thought caused her to shiver with disgust.

A frown crossed her lips the moment Tsu began to refuse to see Medusa naked. A playful pout crossed over her lips as she stared at her 'lover', Aw, and here I thought we were making progress in our relationship. Does this mean we are not boyfriend and girlfriend yet?" she teased him. With the query about his clothes however, she just giggled and tilted her head to the left, "You didn't see your clothes hanging around? You are not very observant are you, my love," she giggled as she pointed up with her finger. It seemed to be the best place to put his clothes the moment she removed them and put them into a duffel bag. Duct tape held the bag over their heads and she was honestly surprised the tape held out this long. But, his clothes were there and had been there for the entire time he was awake, and Medusa found it amusing no one really looks up anymore. Pulling out a little knife, Medusa tossed it at the tape and cut it easily. Soon after, the bag slowly rolled off the tap and fell onto the ground close to Tsu. "There ya go, honey buns," she smirked at him as she pushed up the straps of her shirt and wiggled against the wall.

Remembering that he was shy, she covered her eyes with her fingers and listened to Tsu's idea of going to a grill by the docks. Shrugging her shoulders, she pipped up, "I suppose that works, but that means you will be doing the driving," she informed him.

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[Tsunami]

As she mentioned that dragons didn't need to breathe fire and that they just needed to fly, Tsunami was about to mention that in some cases they didn't need to fly either but remained silent as she continued. And as she mentioned the lack of wings there were a few things he could have done. If he had been Gambit, he could have flirted with her and told her that though she couldn't fly she could still try and if she fell he would always catch her. He almost did that too, as the concept of if he flirted maybe she would get startled and stop tormenting him. But then again, it might backfire and he might find himself getting violated in only the ways she was capable of.

If he had been Havoc, he might have gotten all serious. But then again, he doubted Havoc would have gotten into a conversation about dragons. He seemed kind of serious. There was also the fact that Tsunami didn't know the man very well due to the man being one of the more recent recruits.

If he had been Madrox.... Well, he would have thrown up a little in his mouth. Not because he was in an odd moment with Medusa. And not because he was naked all except for a blanket in a room with a woman he wasn't sexing up or whatever Madrox would like to claim... But because of the sheer fact that the thought of being Madrox made Tsunami want to throw up a little in his mouth. Much too much ego, too big of a head and he didn't look very graceful.

If he was either Clover or Azumi, he'd be a girl. Not something he was interested in being, thank you. He had enough issues without a sudden or gradual gender change. Luckily, or unluckily, Medusa made a comment that made him snap out of the what ifs and into reality. He refrained from pouting again as she teased him acting as if she believed he'd been leading her on until now.

The pout did finally make it's way through as when she pointed out where his clothes had been, he looked up and fought the urge to palm his face. Medusa really did like to mess with him, didn't she.

"Very creative, Medusa...." He sighed out as he ducked down to open the duffel and see if it really was his clothes.

On seeing that it was, and that Medusa had covered her face to give him some privacy, there came only a brief hesitation before he quickly went to getting dressed. Though, not without keeping the blanket over him in case she peeked. She was sneaky, and he wouldn't make it any easier on her than it already was. He just wished that he would smooth out down there. Mornings were the worst time for him to have company, especially before he'd had the chance to go to the bathroom.

"I'll drive if you get the car." He stated, somewhat turned away from her as he waited for the damned thing to go down.

[Medusa]

So easy to forget all of the little things we do like callin' for no reason
Just to say the words: "Baby, I love you."
A second doesn't go by without you crossin' my mind
Just take my hand, fall in love with me again

People often underestimated Medusa's power of thought, they just believed she was a murderer with no brain at all. That was actually quite the contrary since she was quite smart, at least in her own eyes. She may lack book smarts, but she had enough street smarts to make up for everything. Not only that, but she was a very quick learner when it came to new activities. It was rare for any activity to sink into Medusa's brain before she could use it to her own benefit and even come up with a few new things for it. So, being claimed for being creative for putting Tsu's clothes on the ceiling was not really something Medusa could be proud of herself for. After all, in all the movies she saw, no one really looked up, even though it may prove to be more useful than the guard may think. 'Course, it was for that very reason that Medusa often looked up when she was hunting for people. Often that very habit saved her life since some mutants were actually waiting on the ceiling or in some rafters to attack her. Though, she saw no reason to tell Tsunami any of that, so she just smiled softly at his compliment and brushed the topic aside.

'Of course, he wants ME to get the car. Lazy ass,' she thought to herself and she lowered her hand. That is when she noticed something odd about Tsu. He was dressed, but his back was turned towards her and she perked a brow slowly. Staring past Tsu, Medusa noticed the growth within the reflection of the tank. It was odd that the tank was Tsu's home, yet it was also his greatest enemy at the moment. Giggling softly, Medusa slowly walked up behind Tsu and wrapped her arms around his chest. Both hands came to rest upon Tsu's firm chest as she rested her chin upon his shoulder, "Though, the grill place can wait for a while if ya need a hand with something else," she purred into his ear. Medusa just enjoyed torturing Tsu as she nibbled on his earlobe lightly, making sure not to cut the skin with her fangs. "I'll even let you use me like I was your personal doll," she teased into his ear, "and you can do whatever you desire to me until you are relieved." Tsunami was perhaps a little outmatched at the moment since Medusa knew a few things about teasing men. In fact, her hands slowly began to wander down Tsu's chest and to his stomach, inching their way down to his growth.

Reaching the edge of his pants, Medusa's hands stopped instantly, "Nah, I think I'll just go get the car. You best be ready in ten minutes, dear. And if you are not, I will come in after you," she threatened as she pulled away from Tsu's body. She couldn't have cared less how much more he was turned on or off from that, though she was hoping he was a bit more aroused because of her actions since that was her main goal. Yet, she wasn't going to even remove his v-card in anyway, at least not yet. It was still too much fun pushing him to that edge of thinking about getting rid of it only for the edge to slip away from him so very quickly. So, she left his room and went outside to get her personal vehicle, though truthfully it was just some car she stole on her recent mission. Medusa couldn't be bothered with buying an actual car, but she did like this one. It was a dark green Shelby GT500 with black snakes running down the middle like racing strips. It was almost like this car was made just for her, but honestly, it was some gangster's car who called himself Snake. Like he knew what a real snake was. 'Course, he does know what a real snake is now since he came face to face with Medusa and found the venom to be too much. Getting into her car, she pulled it around to the entrance of the lair and waited for Tsu to come out as she shifted into the passenger seat.

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[Tsunami]

She was staring at him... Why was she staring at him? She didn't did she? She hadn't noticed that he was having a morning situation, right? Oh hell, she did. Zyne tried to think of some seriously unsexy thoughts to get the situation to go away. He was just about to take drastic measures and use his powers to move all the fluids somewhere else when Medusa's arms went around him and her hands went to his chest.

His eyes widened some and his first instinct was to draw away but he had the feeling that it would just wake up the predatory instinct in her and cause her to just want to get even more reactions out of him. He couldn't help but to tense some though as he felt her chin come to rest on his shoulder.

Medusa mentioned waiting for the grill place if he needed a hand and Zyne's breath caught. Not because he wanted it, but because she was succeeding in making him have more of a problem and in making him want to squirm. But, she wanted him to squirm, didn't she. This was intentional. Evil, evil woman. When it came to the part of her telling him that she'd be his personal doll and of the things he could do to her, he almost started to out right glitter with how the flecks showed up on his skin.

"Not.... not this kind of teasing, Medusa!" He finally almost yelped out when her hand moved down towards the edge of his pants. He had nearly jumped away from her even if he was trying to spare her feelings. It was more than obvious that he was embarrassed to an extreme level. By this time though, she seemed to have decided that she had tormented him enough as he was told that she was going to go get the car and that he had ten minutes to be ready.

While she walked out, Zyne Xander De la Vega wondered how much of a mistake it had been to agree to go out someplace with her. Not go out in a romantic sense. Oh no. His hand came up and he tangled it into his hair for a moment as he wondered if he made the right choice. She was so unpredictable, it was hard to tell what she might get up to while they were out there. This unsettled him. It almost unsettled him as much as how close to his gills she had been when holding him earlier. Zyne actually sent a prayer up before sending something else down. Then, taking a somewhat deep breath of the water out of the device strapped under his clothes, he left his room and made his way to find Medusa.