The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 62
I quickly thought of a countermeasure. Through the gap in the door, I noticed a sailor named Henry was not too far from my cabin.
I knocked lightly on my door to try to attract Henry’s attention. That way, I could secretly tell him about the horrific revelation, and he could alert the military personnel on board.
But I had to be discreet. The outcome would be unimaginable if the pirates found out.
“Henry, Henry, could you come here for a bit?“ I beckoned him softly.
As I did that, I was simultaneously observing the movements of the pirates in hopes that they didn’t notice anything unusual.
“Miss Linda?“ Henry heard my voice and walked closer with a puzzled expression.
Right then, I saw the elderly man with a bent back suddenly straighten his spine and throw something he was holding onto the floor.
In an instant, white smoke rose from the floor, and the people on deck were no longer visible.
A pungent scent flooded my nostrils, and Dicken flung me onto the bed in a swift motion. The smoke made me unable to open my eyes, and the sharp pain caused streams of tears to fall.
“F*ck! It’s a gas bomb! “ I couldn’t help but curse.
I instinctively started rubbing my eyes as panic overtook me. ‘The people outside must have launched a surprise attack! ‘
I quickly sat up, but Dicken immediately pounced onto me, preventing me from getting up.
Just when I wanted to start thrashing in anger, his lips pressed against my eyelid, and he started licking the bottom of my eyelid repeatedly with that wet and slippery tongue of his.
This sort of intimate contact made me feel awkward, but I understood what he was trying to do. He was trying to neutralize the effects of the gas that had got into my eye. His saliva did have healing properties, after all.
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