Even though he's above water, the firm pressure over his mouth and nose and neck keeps him from drawing more than shallow breaths. Heine squeezes his eyes shut and squirms, trying to get water out of his eyes.

Suddenly cold air hits his skin, far sharper than he expected. He struggles again, dizzy with lack of air, making the torn fabric of his clothes fall away. He manages to focus on Jade but can do nothing more than that.

The tentacle exploring around Jade's waist sticks itself under his waistband and deeper, sliding around the join of his hip and thigh to go between his legs.