Desharow Merman (COMPLETED)

Chapter 103

I swallowed my saliva, and bent back to his side like a cat stealing food, and stretched out my hand towards Agares' face like a maniac. The moment I touched his skin, a small electric current rushed into my fingertips, which made me almost jump up in fright, almost thinking that he was about to wake up. But he didn't, he still lay there quietly, even the breathing rate didn't change. I took a deep breath and let go of my courage again.

    Fingers carefully brushed down his face, tracing the sharp and stern facial contours, a certain inexplicable feeling crept into my heart along the pulse, as if I had touched his face like this before, and had done so more than once. Every line of his eyebrows is very familiar, I can even imagine his every expression, smirking, angry, doting, cold, I seem to have seen them all, and I have deeply touched the emotions behind them , entangled, chased and wrapped by them.

    The urge to plunge into it again filled my brain, I lowered my head in a mysterious way, imitating the sensational gesture on the movie poster, pursed my mouth and kissed Agares' mouth, as if he was a charming beauty. Fortunately for me, he still didn't wake up, but his long, thick, light-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, as if I had disturbed his sleep. I suddenly feel that Agares is like the Sleeping Beauty (fish) in the fairy tale at this moment, and I am the Prince Charming (of course this analogy may not be so appropriate in terms of my size and his size), but I am eager to think It's not just this kiss. I felt a little thirsty, obviously I just kissed this "mermaid", but it seemed as if I swallowed a large pepper, and my whole body was hot.

    I leaned down and rested my head gently on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Unexpectedly, I heard his heart beating fast and fast, as if immersed in a frightening nightmare.     What is a mermaid's dream like? What are they afraid of? Dream about fighting humans or other fierce creatures in the sea? Or was he dreaming of something from the past, memories of me?

    I rubbed against his chest with my lips, and couldn't help but put my palm on his wet and strong body, feeling the ups and downs of his every breath, stroking down the muscles as hard as rocks, it felt like a big The dolphin swims slowly past the palm. I don't know why I describe it like this, I haven't personally touched dolphins or any sea creatures except merman.

    In a trance, I seemed to be standing on a boat with tangled fishing nets scattered around me. My palms also caressed Agares' body in the same way, and then met his eyes in the ensuing chaos. He stared at me with that aggressive look, as if he saw me as a prey he wanted to own, that I belonged to him.

    The scene was so clear that I couldn't help but believe that I had actually experienced it myself. So what did the past dead and future self experience with him? I closed my eyes, carefully recalled the picture that flashed in my mind just now, and jumped into the sea of ​​memory to wander, but it was like a fish that occasionally met a fisherman in the sea, when I wanted to catch it , it disappeared in the hazy sea water again. Just when I was at a loss, my fingers sliding along his body suddenly touched a wet and sticky thing.     I immediately opened my eyes as if waking up from a dream, and looked down, only to find that his lower abdomen was in a mess, a ball of milky white liquid adhered to his scales, and a gap was opening slightly with his breathing. When I closed it, I could vaguely see the dark purple protruding thing inside. My hand was placed under that gap, and my fingers were covered with that liquid. My face burned up. Even though I've only started legacy this year for the first time, that doesn't mean I don't know what it means. But I actually developed a shameful but strong desire.

    This kind of thought made my heart beat violently, and I almost fainted, but I couldn't control myself and handed it to my mouth tremblingly. The strong fragrance of the liquid was like the sweet cheese of Blue Windche I. My face was so hot that I raised my head and glanced at Agares' face like a thief. Seeing that he hadn't woken up yet, I licked it fearfully. I thought I would spit it out in disgust, but to my surprise, it tastes not bad at all, it can even be called delicious! I covered my throat, thinking that there was something wrong with my sense of taste, but my increasingly hot body betrayed me. I didn’t need to look to know that the underdeveloped baby under my crotch had stood up shamefully .