The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 6
I secretly reached for the tranquilizer gun on my waist, ready to whip it out and fire it at him.
I wasn’t in a dream. How could I be constrained by such a lewd being?
Suddenly, a hoarse voice said…
“Di-ck-en.”
“Di-ck-en.”
I was sure that the voice came from the merman, the hoarseness of his voice sounded as if he hadn’t spoken in a very long time.
Was the merman trying to communicate with me?
Oh my god! Was I the first human in history to be speaking to a merperson?
I was so excited that I forgot about the danger that befell me just a moment ago. I mustered the strength to prop myself up so that we were on a parallel line of sight.
It was only then that I realized how naive I was. The expression on that handsome face was definitely one that was teasing me.
But I didn’t want to give up. I let myself calm down and spoke slowly, “Hey Mr. Merman, I have no ill intentions. I just saw the wound on your arm and wanted to treat it for you.”
I even pointed at the wound.
But the merman didn’t react. He was still grabbing my legs with his wet hands without any sign of loosening his grip.
I tried to resist and free my legs from his grip.
But my efforts were for naught. I couldn’t escape his grip and in the process, the zipper of my pants came undone instead. The merman curiously looked at the zipper that was completely open.
Was the merman interested in my pants?
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