Nymph: Goddess of the Sea - Chapter 4

Nymph: Goddess of the Sea
A Movie Night Side Story

-4-

Oliver sat at his piano, staring blankly at the keys as tears rolled down his face. He had to end this, now. Tonight there would be no more drama, no more lies, and no more broken hearts. He reached for his phone and began writing a text to Johnny. They would meet tonight, at the empty beach near the ritual site. Oliver's heart broke even further, knowing tonight would be the end. He knew he had to do this to have some sort of closure for what happened between them. After tonight, he would never see or speak to Johnny again. It would be all over. His mind wandered about precautions and making sure tonight went without a hitch. Condoms, ovulation tests, Plan B,... things he had never used before with Johnny, but he didn't want a reason to have to deal with him again. He couldn't risk pregnancy tonight... maybe the Ocean would have mercy on him and block it. This would be the first non-solo offering, and it was to be more than meaningful. His deity would protect him, right? Breathing deeply, he stood up and went to his bathroom. Maybe a hot bath would calm him down. The bathwater embraced his body like a familiar lover as he sank into the tub. He moaned a happy sigh of relief as the water lapped at his skin. He felt safe, like life's worries couldn't hurt him here. The gentle push and pull of the water twisted around his sensitive clit, sparking arousal amongst the calm. His body felt tense, but the release may help in the coming of the end. Yet, he refused to give in, abruptly leaving the water's cold embrace. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror and frowned before heading to bed naked. He would just sleep it off and get his release with Johnny tonight at the alter instead. One last hurrah... and his mind went blank as he slipped into sleep.

It was about 10pm when Oliver's phone alarm went off. He sat up, yawning while still feeling groggy. His heart and Mind continued to quarrel with one another as he got out of bed and got dressed. He slipped on a short black shirt and a purple tank top over his skin-tight skimpy bikini and looked at himself in the mirror. Sighing, he set off to the island, hoping Johnny wouldn't stand him up. As he sat on the beach with his feet in the water, he watched the stars in the sky. A sudden calm washed over him as the tide rose. A familiar scent and figure sat down behind him and pulled him close. "Hey, you look beautiful tonight," Johnny said, kissing Oliver on the cheek. Oliver relaxed into his arms, caressing the strong arms the held him. They stayed together watching the sky and stars above them for a while before Johnny made the first move. He pushed Oliver back into the sand, straddled above him, leaning down and kissing him hard. He groped his body as he trailed kisses down his neck and chest. Oliver moaned loudly and writhed in pleasure under him. "Not here." Oliver gasped between pleasure-filled moans, pointing at the candle and crystal lit stone alter a few feet from them, slightly hidden by wildflowers and tropical trees.

Oliver stood up as he removed his clothing, grabbing Johnny by the hand and leading him to the Altar, smiling. "Do you truly Love me, Johnny?" Oliver calmly questioned as he sat in the middle of the Altar. Oliver looked to the night sky, smiling before looking back at Johnny. Johnny just stood there, watching how calm and put together Oliver was acting. He slowly walked toward him, reaching out for Oliver's hands. Johnny leaned his head against Oliver's as they held hands before kissing him. "Yes, with every inch of my being," Johnny said as he pulled away. Kissing him gently, Johnny kneeled in front of Oliver and bent his neck out of respect. Johnny's throat and neck were still bruised from the last times he had seen Oliver. Oliver gently traced the puncture wounds before kissing them. He looked back at Johnny, who nodded allowing Oliver to feed before they began.