When I approached the outer edge of the bath-like ruins, I realized that the stone walls were two meters high, and I couldn't even see the face of Agares. I had to walk more than ten meters around the stone wall before I found a gap for me to climb up. The bottom is not a swamp, but sparkling water, with some lily pad-like plants floating on it, not as visible as a lake, and I couldn't even find where Agares was at once.
I sat down on the stone wall, shook the grilled fish in my hand, and called like a dolphin in an aquarium: "Hey, I'm here to thank you for your help just now. If you don't come out, I'll go back!
" I was going to stand up. To be honest, I didn't really want Agares to appear immediately, so that I would have a reason to leave quickly, but I had a hunch that was impossible. At this moment, I suddenly saw a webbed claw sticking out from under the floating weeds, grabbing my ankle dangling on the pool, and that gloomy and evil face floated up from the thick shadows and approached. my knees.
Although I was mentally prepared, I still shrank my body instinctively. I almost lost my balance and fell backwards, but my waist tightened immediately, and I leaned forward again. on the chest. I raised my head, and my lips brushed against the high bridge of the nose on the face that was close at hand, and I fell straight into the bottom of my unfathomable eyes, and my breath was drowned.
"Desaro? Where are you? I can't see you!"
Rafael's shout not far away woke me up suddenly. I immediately pushed Agares, sat down again, and raised my hands The grilled fish responded: "I'm here, don't worry, I'm feeding him!"
"Feeding..." Agares repeated the word in a low voice, staring at me in confusion, raising his eyebrows, as if I don't understand the meaning of this word. Indeed, they are all creatures used to hunting by themselves, how could they understand the meaning of this behavior! Also, I actually find it somewhat offensive to feed Agares because he may or may not have been my father or grandpa.
"Uh..." I shook the grilled fish in my hand, grabbed his webbed claws, tried to stuff the fork into his palm, and explained: "That's... this is for you to eat, it's our food, it's Can you eat cooked food that has been roasted over fire?"
Agares lowered his eyelids, stared at the grilled fish in my hand, leaned up to sniff it, and frowned. I don’t know if the smell of the special Russian grilled material brought by Rafael is suitable for the taste of the mermaid. In short, I love it all year round, and I can’t get tired of eating it. Thanks to it, I solved the problem of food taste during the long voyage. .
If Agares doesn't eat it, then this grilled fish will be mine. I stared at the delicacy in my hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
I fully expected that he would dislike him and refuse to eat, but unexpectedly, he grabbed my wrist with his webbed claws, licked a few mouthfuls, opened his mouth and bit off a large piece of fish meat, even ignoring the fishbone. Swallowing, eating like a wolf, I couldn't help worrying that he would swallow the fork in one gulp, so I quickly pulled back and pulled half of the fish out of his mouth, "Hey, hey! The fork That's not how you use it, don't eat it with the tableware!"
Agares licked his lips with a mouth full of oil, and showed his fangs in dissatisfaction, staring at the grilled fish that was only half in my hand, showing for the first time Looking at his appearance in a somewhat embarrassed manner, I couldn't help laughing out loud, leaning back and forth in laughter, the grilled fish in my hand almost fell out unsteadily.
But the protagonist of this funny scene didn't seem to be aware of his funnyness at all. He just raised his eyelids leisurely, as indifferently as he looked at a child playing tricks, and the corner of his mouth curled up a subtle arc, as if he was planning some kind of revenge My machinations.
I stopped laughing in time: hell! I almost lost my mind, joking with this insidious beast, I must be the one who suffers!
"Uh... this thing is held like this."
In order to make up for my "offensive behavior" just now and divert Agares' attention, I grabbed his webbed claws pretending to be serious, and stuffed the fork into his finger In the cracks, I broke out a standard grasping posture (fortunately, Agares's webbing does not hinder this), "Then, you have to eat like this, watch..."
I lowered my head, trying to make myself He bit the corner of the fork in his mouth in a gentle manner, bit off a piece of fish meat and swallowed it, and carefully sorted out the fish bones to avoid Agares staring at me: "This is our way of eating , is a little troublesome, isn't it?"
After finishing speaking, I still couldn't help looking at Agares' face.
He was looking at my eating manner thoughtfully, nodded, and suddenly raised the other webbed claw, brushed my lips with his finger, wiped a trace of glistening oil, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it. I licked it, and then grinned as if I had tasted some delicacy in the world, and stared at me with a half-smile, showing a satisfied expression.
I stared at him dumbfounded, my cheeks burned, and I wanted to jump over the wall and run away, but when my legs curled up, I was caught by his webbed claws inadvertently.
Then, he glanced casually at my restless legs.
My movements just froze there.
I realized I couldn't escape, or the beast would get excited, and I didn't doubt that he would catch me and kill me right there in front of my classmates!
Considering this, I had no choice but to pretend to be calm and put my legs down, and continued to eat a few mouthfuls of grilled fish as a demonstration, while Agares really buried his head and imitated my eating method.
He held up the fork pretendingly, half-closed his eyes to observe how I ate, his long eyelashes drooped, his sharp thin lips swallowed the fish thinly, even his cheeks did not move, only the Adam's apple protruded In an instant, it slid down the slender and powerful neck with the sound of saliva.
I can't help but stay for a while. I have to admit that he looks like a charming gentleman eating like this, if he doesn't habitually stick his tongue out and lick his lips - this behavior makes him look like a tryst target at a bar dinner A sexually suggestive pervert.
Tryst target.
When this word passed through my mind, my nerves skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, because here and now, this kind of moonlight, this altar of water, the two of us secretly hiding here to eat a fork of grilled fish, isn’t it just like Is a tryst the same as a picnic!
This is so strange...
As I thought about it, images related to the flesh were unstoppable in my mind, and my brow was dripping with embarrassment, but my eyes seemed to be glued to those of Agares And unable to dodge, there is always a premonition that he is about to kiss. At this moment, his webbed claws let go of the fork, and pressed along my back to the back of my neck. The upper body was supported by the fish tail, and the whole body came out of the pool.
The ambiguous atmosphere was so strong that it was almost burning, and if I didn't do anything else, it might be the next step of the tryst. I retreated to the side to avoid Agares who was about to stick it, and at the same time groped my body, trying to find something on my body that could divert Agares' attention. Immediately, I felt a hard metal in my trouser pocket. object. I took it out.
It was Rafal's compass, its metal pointer trembled like my heart, but the needle was always pointing in the direction of Agares, I held it in front of me with both hands, even though this little The thing can't prevent Agares from getting closer, so I pointed to it and raised my voice: "This is a compass!"
Agares seemed to be stunned by me for a moment. He glanced at the gadget in my hand inexplicably, clamped it between two fingers, and shook it. I noticed that the compass seemed to have successfully aroused his curiosity, and I couldn't help being a little happy. Of course, I must not expose my mental activities on my face.
I touched my chin, serious like a teacher, and pointed at the dangling pointer: "Do you know why this thing keeps pointing at you?"
He flicked the glass with his lethal nails, creating a small crack, then shook his head to signal that he didn't know.
I touched the compass with heartache, damn it, Rafal will beat me to death, as an explorer, he treasures his compass the most. I rubbed between my brows and sighed: "Because you have a magnetic field on your body, which will attract the compass to change direction." "
Magnetic field, attract..."
Agares repeated these two words in a low voice. His pronunciation was intermittent and jerky. It was obvious that this sentence was too complicated for him to express in Russian, but he disassembled the syllables one by one as if he was chewing, and kept saying it, as if he was working hard. Try to understand my words.
He kept his eyes on me as he read it, as if he wasn't just repeating my words, but using them to express himself. This illusion, which is both true and false, made my heart tremble. I hurriedly avoided his deep and terrifying eyes, grabbed his webbed claws and put it on the compass, and the needle immediately went crazy. It shook from side to side, as if it was going to burst out of the glass.
"Look," I took a deep breath, trying to calm the ups and downs in my chest, and explained to him in English: "attract, you attract it, because you..."
My words were caught by Agares' backhand grabbing my wrist , and stopped abruptly. I was taken aback and almost threw the compass in my hand into the water, but Agares caught it quickly. He fiddled with the tiny knob on the compass, and I felt like my heart was caught in him. He couldn't breathe, he could only stare at him dumbfounded, and couldn't squeeze out any sentences that could divert his attention.
I don't know what he wants to do, what to express, just let him bury on my chest, hold my waist tightly, put his nose in the seam of my clothes and smell my body odor deeply, I Stiffly lowering my head, I saw him closing his eyes intoxicated like tasting wine, as if he had tasted some deep breath from my body with endless aftertaste.
I felt the hairs all over my body stood up, and every pore of mine shrank sharply because of Agares' approach, and the hormonal fragrance from his hair couldn't stop rushing into my nasal cavity, which was particularly strong at this time.
I couldn't be sure if it was because of Agares' excitement, I only knew that I was frightened, and I couldn't hold back the urge to run away.
I subconsciously grabbed the fork that was left on the side, pointed it at the side of Agares' neck, and warned viciously: "Hey, if you dare to do anything to me here, don't blame me for treating that roast Treating you like a fish!"
"...Attract..." Agares buried his head near my heart, and suddenly let out a low, hoarse cry, I was dumbfounded, and then saw him raise his head again: "I...attract ...you...Desharow..." I felt his moist lips move towards my earlobe, staining the side of my neck with tiny sparks along the way: "Deeply."
This sentence hit my eardrums like a curse, and my whole brain was confused. I don’t know how Agares can determine people’s inner emotions through smell. I obviously think this is completely absurd, but I felt as if I had been unearthed the most unspeakable secret and suddenly lost the ability to refute, I was speechless as if I lost my voice. Because I do feel that, like this compass, I am gradually unable to resist the "magnetic field" of this beast.
Just like at this moment, when Agares' lips were pressed against my ears, I was faintly excited by such a touch.
And, not only physically.
My heart longed for his further aggression, even on such a taboo occasion. This kind of contradictory excitement made me recall when Agares disappeared, I thought of him alone in the quilt... self-blasphemy, and the embarrassment is that I was seen by him once before!
Hell, hell, it's impossible for me to fall in love with him!
How did I switch sex for a male merman? I'm a normal Russian man, I should like Eva!
No, these delusions must be my growing Stockholm Syndrome!
These thoughts were fighting in my mind, and I was crushed by Agares on the stone wall in a panic. The moment he lowered his head and pressed my lips, my whole body jumped up like a spring explosion, and I panicked. He turned over and jumped off the stone wall, but staggered and fell to the ground, his face covered in mud. I wiped my face indiscriminately, turned around subconsciously, but saw that Agares did not catch up to me immediately, but stayed quietly behind the rock wall, lowered his eyes, and looked at me like an elder The stupid look, the eyes are full of interest and ambiguity.
From the corner of his grinning mouth, it can be seen that Agares must think that I am very interesting. In front of him, I am like a kid who is desperately trying to regain a little self-esteem, but I am completely defeated by him every time.
"Fuck, damn it, old crafty bastard!"
I became angry and cursed at Agares, punched the mud hard, stood up and ran away, and flew back to the camp, even ignoring Rafal's inquiry , squatting aside alone to wash the mud off his face.