The Treasure of the Sea

15

Daryl was standing upright watching the waves while Negan kept an eye on him. "You alright love?"

"Fine." Daryl replied after a moment of silence. "What..wh-. What am I?" Daryl managed.

Negan narrowed his eyes, his brow furrowing. "What do you mean, treasure?"

Daryl lowered his head, his bangs covering his blue eyes. "Am I b-ba-bad?"

"No. You are not bad. You're good. You are so good. My good guppy. " Negan promised, cupping Daryl's face in his hands lovingly.

Daryl bit his lip, unable to tell if Negan was being truthful with him. He hoped he was.

"Really?" Daryl whined softly. Negan smirked and pulled him into his own body.

"Yes Daryl. You are mine, my love. You are my good boy. You've been doing so good. How about we go do some more training alright? Would you like to swim for me, pet? Have some fun in the water. You and I could do more than training if you'd like."

Daryl thought about it for a moment. "What else could we do, master?" He asked apprehensively shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

"Well... I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck a siren." Negan chuckled in thought.

Daryl's eyes grew wide. "Wh..what?"

"Come on wouldn't you let me fuck you with your pretty little tail?"

Daryl's eyes glazed over a bit, his body felt hot. "Wh-what if I... I hurt you?" Daryl mumbled as he looked him up and down. His blue eyes sparkling a bit. "Wh..what if I bite you?"

"You won't hurt me, treasure." Negan reassured him. "You would never hurt me on purpose and I would never punish you for making a mistake.

Daryl took a deep breath, and nodded. "A-alright. I trust you."

Negan smiled and took his hand pulling him back towards the cave. Daryl followed him quickly and waited patiently for Negan to give him orders. "Alright pet," Negan smirked pointing toward the water. "Clothes off then."

Daryl took his clothes off and tossed them to the rocks. He watched Negan desperately, his need and desire for sexual pleasure growing by each step towards his master. Negan smirked.

"Do you w-want me in... in the water?" Daryl asked, unsure of how this would go.

"Yes. Get in guppy." Negan ordered. Daryl nodded and slowly made his way towards the waves. He watched them slightly nervous. Daryl bit his lip and lowered himself to a sitting position before sliding into the water. He groaned softly as he felt his legs fuse together, his fingers webbed slightly. Scales covered his body.

Negan smiled seeing he had learned from last time. He didn't fall face forward into the ocean this time, and allowed the transformation to come. "See? You're okay."

Daryl smiled softly at Negan as he moved further into the water before disappearing under the surface of the water. Daryl looked about underneath the water and found a large shell before making his way back towards his master. He showed it to Negan with a big smile, the sharp teeth didn't startle Negan like it did his men. In fact he even brought careful fingers up to Daryl's lips to trace the razor sharp teeth. Daryl didn't move as he thumbed over them, he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt his master. "They're very pretty guppy."

Daryl beamed happy to please his master. He then offered the shell into his rough hands. "Yours."

Negan smiled, giving Daryl a peck on the mouth and placed the shell beside his clothes so he could bring it back to the ship. "I want you over there by the large rock. Lay on it okay?"