The Merman, My Man
Then, he slowly lifted his fish tail from the water and placed it over my chest, and I could see his eyelid twitching, a little light gradually returning into his jet-black gaze.
“Dicken, you don’t want to hurt me, right? Why don’t you revert to yourself?”
A trace of hope ignited in my heart, holding his tail in my arms even as I anxiously tried to guide him. However, he promptly pulled his tail out of my grasp as if he had been jolted, and the tentacles in the water instantly streaked towards me and constricted my limbs, picking me up before him.
I then saw his bulging crotch—the same mutated organ I saw before charged out of their scaly shell in an instant and danced greedily. The tip of e