[s]Is that any way to talk to your superior? Little human, you have this all wrong, with one exemption. The only game here is how far your fear rises, and that, I do enjoy. I do not, want you dead, at least, not yet.[/s] His voice came into her mind, stern and rumbling, and then ending in what sounded like the smirk that crawled upon his face. He dropped one massive hand down to his side on the left, and raise his other hand up high, stretching his palm wide, fingers out as if harnessing the very atmosphere. He threw his raised hand sideways, in a straight horizontal line, and a huge rush of deep, dark water walled over her, pressing her down under the cold current. He dropped that hand, and then waited for a moment, letting the current toss her around in it's vast momentum. [s]You will watch your haughty words, I am millenniums your senior, I am sure you know some respect![/s] He then threw his right arm and hand up once more, and the water that separated her from the griity sand at the bottom suddenly grew in force, but instead of flowing naturally as it had, it surged upward, sweeping her up with it. It rose and rose, until it was a fountain of sorts, the water pressing her up to the surface and up into the air, supporting her with the sheer force of it's upward sweeping current. He watched her rising to him, his hand still upward, and let his eyes take in the sight of her form as she rose towards him, her wet clothes clinging to her full, curved figure. He let his eyes rest on her neck and shoulder line, and as she rose ever more, his eyes rested on her pronounced breasts, and he clasped his hand into a tight fist, leaving his arm raised high, and the water pushing her forward stopped abruptly. It did not sink back down, but continued to surge, just not higher, keeping her at the height she was at, the water before had knocked her flat, her head titled back into the cold waters that held her steady. He let his eyes take in the sight if her pronounced, round breasts, and a deep rumble came from within him, gurgling up his throat and through his lips, which had parted at the sight of her upper form. He then let his eyes linger to her full hips, and he let our an even throatier rumble, and his lips moved back to show what seemed to be full, even human teeth, but had a back row of pointed front teeth, and then two larger almost canine fangs in front of what were similiar to the human teeth, on both the top and the bottom. His tongue stretched out, past his teeth, coming ever toward her, and just as it seemed to be only inched away from the fabric of her naval, he snapped in back into his mouth, and closed his jaws into a tight clench as he shook his head. He released his fist, and let the current once more take her ever higher, dismissing any carnal urges that had briefly taken over his intent.