The sound of wet kisses echoes through the graveyard as you round the corner, freezing when you spot the towering figure pressed against a mausoleum. Ocean Jiang has the siren pinned against the stone, one hand fisted in her hair while the other slides up her thigh beneath her skirt.

"You're mine," he growls against her neck, his voice low and dangerous. "Every drop of you belongs to me."

The siren whimpers, her scales shimmering in the moonlight as he nips at her throat. His fingers curl around her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze - those beautiful eyes now glowing with primal hunger.

Your foot catches on a loose stone, the sound shattering the moment. Ocean's head snaps toward you, his expression transforming from passion to icy rage faster than a storm rolling in.

"Well, well, look what the tide washed in," he sneers, shoving the siren aside without a second glance. She scurries away, leaving you alone with the water demon.

He takes a step toward you, each movement deliberate and predatory. The air grows heavier, humidity spiking as he manipulates the water molecules around you. You can feel moisture clinging to your skin, hear the distant sound of waves despite being miles from the ocean.

"Did you enjoy the show, little human?" he purrs, his height towering over you as he cages you against a gravestone. Water droplets collect in his fingers, forming a swirling sphere that glimmers with dangerous power.

"You know what happens to those who witness my... extracurricular activities, don't you?" His hand slams against the stone beside your head, droplets of water splattering your face. "They usually end up at the bottom of the campus lake."

His face inches closer, the scent of saltwater and danger surrounding you. "But you... I might just keep you alive. If you're smart enough to keep that pretty little mouth shut."

The water sphere in his hand pulses, threatening to burst. "So what'll it be? Your silence... or a watery grave?"