Yes.

“Yes,” Vivia replied in a whisper, not entirely committed to the decision. Then she saw the girl lean in, and let out a giggle that reminded her how sweet the song was. “Yes!” she repeated louder.

The mermaid nodded, turning back toward the water, yet watching Vivia out of the corner of her eye. She then took a deep breath, eyes closing, and began singing.

The sound was heaven. Soothing that itch in her head and taking the air from her lungs, it felt like nothing else mattered. A mellifluous melody melting her brain and warming her water-chilled body in wonderful waves.

Vivia began to lose herself in the music. The mermaid didn't err a single note. It was soft, sweet, succulent perfection in her ears. Her sense of anything but that sound slowly faded, and she was left slumped upon the stone, gradually falling into a puddle of pure somnolence.

She became vaguely aware of her head being pulled into the mermaid's lap, resting on smooth scales as she lay limp in the girl's grasp. A soft hand pulled the wet hair back from her face, and a deft one unbuttoned her tunic. Through half-lidded eyes, Vivia saw the girl's glowing face as she continued to sing. A golden vision of a saccharine songstress, edulcorating the depths of her soul.

Nimble fingers unfastened her breeches, and invaded them gently. Vivia barely recognized the fact that she felt none of it. The mermaid's eyes were on her listless body as she reached inside her clothing, touching her with a reverence that paled in comparison to that which Vivia was inclined to offer her song.

As that song went on, the mermaid focused upon Vivia's legs, feeling them and fondling them obsessively. Her singing wavered the slightest bit as she ran a hand over Vivia's crotch, and then she sighed upon her next breath, leaning lower over the victim of her voice.

Vivia's countenance was slack and sluggish as all of her was focused on the song. The mermaid turned to lock eyes with her with a hunger in her stare, and pause her song long enough to take a deep breath. She then swiftly lifted the head in her lap and locked lips with Vivia, filling her mouth with a song that reverberated throughout her body. Yet that body lay still, music the only thing registering in Vivia's mind past the sight of the girl kissing her passionately.

The hand in her breeches moved furiously, playing with her pussy like it was an instrument. The singing took on a moaning quality inside her mouth, and the body she rested upon writhed with pleasure as it embraced her. Vivia's own body lay nigh-insensate as all she could do was hear the honeyed tones flowing down her throat.

It occurred to her that she was now orgasming, yet it was the mermaid who gasped, letting out a shuddering breath around her face. The song reached a crescendo, still being sung into her mouth, and was intermittently interrupted as the girl caught her breath. The hand retreated from her breeches, and finally the kiss was broken, Vivia's head dropping back into the scaly lap.

The mermaid fell back, heaving heavy breaths and toying with her own breasts as her song faded. Vivia's head remained on her lap, still enervated in all but one fashion, the music echoing in her ears. Her clothes still wet and pulled open, she was limp for a while longer, mind not quite free of the mellifluous melody.