I can’t believe she’s still trying to get her hands on my water even when she has acquired Lyle’s water and hidden a bottle away!
Immediately after I returned with the mirror, I told Christopher the things awaiting us. He handed the bottle of water to me and instructed, “Why don’t you finish this?”
“It’s fine! I’m not thirsty at all!” I tried to stop him, but he repeated himself with a stern look, “Just listen to me for once!”
As I couldn’t think of anything to turn him down, I reached for the bottle and pretended as if I had been drinking. I ended up feeling thirstier when I had a taste of the water on my lips.
Immediately after Christopher had a mouthful of water, he held me in his arms and forced his tongue into my mouth with all his might. Initially, I thought he wanted to kiss me, but it turned out he wanted to keep me hydrated.
I thought of pushing him away, but I was afraid of hurting him. When I tried closing my mouth, I felt water running down my chin. It was then I opened my mouth and kept the water in my mouth instead of swallowing it.
Christopher started tickling me when he noticed me refusing to swallow the water. Unable to resist the sensation, I ended up swallowing the mouthful of water before I burst out groaning.
He finally moved away from me and praised me with a bright grin, “You should’ve just listened to me.”
I glared at him in the eyes as I was against the idea of wasting the water I had kept for him.
A few seconds later, a man approached us with his pouch of water. I could vividly recall him as one of the first few to set foot on the island. Staring at him in the eyes, I secretly reached for a stone as a safety precaution.
He marched over with his eyes glued to my torn shirt. His eyes narrowed to a slit. “Although you’re merely above average, I guess you’re not half bad as compared to the fierce-looking ones over there.”
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