cw: attempted drowning - Salt water fills her mouth, nose and lungs earlier than she wanted, and she kicks and thrashes in futile attempts to free herself of the acolyte's grip; a flurry of bubbles assault her face until her folded chest gives out completely.
When she comes to, she feels fingers pinching her nose, a harsh mouth pressed down on hers, and borrowed air passing to her lungs through another's sharpened teeth; she retches out sea water into the stranger's mouth.
Konan curls to her side as she coughs out the sea in exchange for her breath, tightly wrapping her frozen fingers around Kisame's hand when she finds him, and hears the smile in the hoarseness of voice when he boasts to the Drowned Priests: "Seems my salt bride is made of more iron than any of you."
Naruto, Kisame Hoshigaki/Konan, [ASoIaF AU]
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Salt water fills her mouth, nose and lungs earlier than she wanted, and she kicks and thrashes in futile attempts to free herself of the acolyte's grip; a flurry of bubbles assault her face until her folded chest gives out completely.
When she comes to, she feels fingers pinching her nose, a harsh mouth pressed down on hers, and borrowed air passing to her lungs through another's sharpened teeth; she retches out sea water into the stranger's mouth.
Konan curls to her side as she coughs out the sea in exchange for her breath, tightly wrapping her frozen fingers around Kisame's hand when she finds him, and hears the smile in the hoarseness of voice when he boasts to the Drowned Priests: "Seems my salt bride is made of more iron than any of you."