MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 86

Vol1

Munster's strangeness made Rand frown.

"Munster, what are you -"

He vaguely felt that something was not normal, but before he figured out, Munster had already rushed toward him like a sticky dog.

Rand fell into the bathtub behind him.

His elbow slammed on the wall of the bathtub, and there was a sharp pain in the back of his head.

"Munster? What the **** are you doing?!" he shouted, forcing the pain and trying to climb out of the bathtub, but he tried several times and failed because of the slippery inner wall. Now he began to regret it. There is no anti-slip mat on the bottom of the bathtub.

A few seconds later, Munster swayed his thick and dexterous tail into the bathtub. Its oversized body was directly pressed against Rand's body, and its pupils were magnified, which made it bright red. The color of the colored eyes becomes more vivid and infiltrating.

"Sorry...oh... Rand, I am sorry..."

It’s snarky, like a drunken girl yelling at Rand, it seems like it’s a very interesting thing to do with Rand now.

Then it turned his head to the ridge of Rand's elbow, sticking out his tongue and licking the part that Rand had touched before.

Its mouthparts seem to have something wrong, and they have been smashing hard outside, desperately secreting viscous body fluids.

Rand's shirt was quickly wet.

The feeling of being rubbed by a monster full of scales is definitely not good, and the strong smell of the mucus is fainting.

Contrary to what was previously rumored by Rand, they now smell a strong rose.

Rand felt that his skin was getting hot and his breathing became so fast.

Considering that he and Munster are now unlucky, he should be angry, but when he really spoke, he was horrified to realize that he was laughing.

"Oh, Munster... haha... don't do this... hahaha... go down from me..."

His voice was cut and shattered by uncontrollable shattered laughter.

And for a moment, he even felt that it was quite good with Munster in the mucus, and the feeling of limbs, body, and entanglement was quite good.

This idea made Rand a cold war.

His reason seems to be completely separated from his body. This is a situation he has never encountered before.

He is sober, Rand can confirm this, his mind is not a little hindered, but his body... God, his body is like a self-conscious, it has become a squeaky Laughing, the "drunken ghost" of the squiggly.

Munster had already reached Rand's neck by unconsciously. Its eyes were stunned, his face was red, and his mouth was shrunk back, but his tongue twisted outside his lips.

"Here... just got it... it hurts, it hurts to fly away..."

It smirked and said to Rand that he was more unconscious than before, his hand stretched over and pressed gently in the area of ​​the bathtub before Rand.

Rand was on the look of Munster.

Some are too close... this is the first thought in his mind.

Yes, they are indeed too close now.

Munster was slower than humans, and many of his breath blew on Rand's cheek, and its misty eyes became as bright as flames after seeing Rand.

"Rand..."

It whispered the name whispering, sticking out the cold fingertips, following Rand's hot cheeks, brows and lips.

At this moment, the naive and innocent creature suddenly disappeared from the eyes of Rand. Its pale and beautiful face had another look, which was mysterious, sexual and dangerous.

It seems as if there is any magic that blooms between Rand and it.

Perhaps it was enchanted by this magic, and Rand felt his arm wrapped around Munster's generous shoulders, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

After a low, hoarse whisper, Rand felt the cold, soft thing touch his lips, and the slippery tongue squeezed into his mouth from his lips, and he accepted it...

Munster's long hair... In fact, it is its tentacles, which emit a neon color like a mother-of-pearl in the light of the bathroom. They are divided into a strand and entangled with the body of Rand. But they are not aware of their little movements.

His body is now relaxed like a cream that is about to melt, and it becomes difficult to move a finger. The world has become a quicksand, his soul is sinking, the breath of a strong rose envelops him, pulling him to a deeper and darker emptiness...

The strong sense of uneasiness mixed with the pulsation of the body's intrigue, allowing Rand to tighten his toes when unconsciously. He accidentally kicked the faucet on the other side of the bathtub.

"Oh--"

The icy water rushed out and instantly drenched both Rand and Munster.

The **** rose, the **** quicksand and the **** messy fan burst like a soap bubble, and Rand slammed into a cleverness, and his mind returned to his body.

Hell -

He jumped up and pushed some of Munster's hand away.

Its tongue slipped out of Rand's mouth.

Rand spent a second realizing what he had done before, and the next second he climbed out of the bathtub and rushed to the toilet.

He vomited fiercely.

Vol2

It took Rand a while to calm himself down.

There was actually some difficulty in it - two hours later, he sat stiffly in the kitchen like a corpse, with a cup of cold coffee on hand, and he realized it. The apartment was quiet and cool, and the hot sun outside was isolated by carefully selected curtains, and the central air conditioner creaked above Rand.

However, his skin is still hot until now, and the cold sweat has soaked his t-shirt.

Compared with the strange loss of control of the body, kissing with Munster has made him even more vulnerable.

The strong shame and guilty feelings are like a whip that slaps Rand's conscience and makes him simply unable to lift his head.

Oh God, what did he do...

Thinking about the scene that happened in the bathroom not long ago, Rand’s fist was tightened again.

If he is a woman, he may have been huddled in the corner of the room with a towel and sobbing (in fact, Rand really wants to do this), but his self-respect has forced him to sit here, painfully Think about what this is all about.

On the other side of the Munster plate kitchen, it was somewhat hit but the spirit was clearly good.

The close contact with Rand did not cause any psychological pressure on it. On the contrary, its eyes were bright, the cheeks were ruddy, and even the hair seemed shiny.

Sometimes Rand really envied it.

It obviously does not understand how ethical things have been done between the two of them just now.

"bump--"

Rand slammed his fist on the table, hoping to use the pain of * to divert his inner heart.

"Rand?"

However, Munster was shocked by this, and immediately rushed to the side of Rand, watching him with concern.

"Are you angry?"

It asked.

In fact, at this time, Rand did not want to face Munster, but...

In the end, he was still very reluctant to squeeze out a dry smile.

"No, Munster, I am just... I just don't know what to do. I shouldn't do that, I mean, things in the bathroom..."

He tried to explain it, but the words were interrupted.

"kiss."

"what……"

"The thing in the bathroom is kissing. I know that, I have learned." Munster was almost as tall as a standing human when he stood upright, at this time it was in a position that could just be seen with Rand. He said to him seriously, "That is not something that should not be done. Rand should not be sad, people who love will kiss..."

"The point is not this, Munster..."

"I love Rand very much, so I kiss you, isn't this right?" Munster squinted and stared at Rand deeply.

"..."

Rand slammed his eyebrows hard and he felt his head hurt.

"Listen, Munster, you are right, but there should be no such behavior between me and you, I... I must have fainted before doing that, I will do it with you." This kind of thing is... immoral, Munster, you don’t know anything... God... I really don’t know what happened...”

Rand had even suspected before that Munster had secreted something to make him behave so strangely.

But when he cleaned up the bathroom, he found that the problem was probably on his own.

Munster's mucus is almost all over the bathtub, and Rand clearly remembers that it smells like a rich, sexy, rich rose, but when he calms down to clean the bathtub, he discovers that they are not rose-like at all. .

Just like what Munster had secreted before, they are ordinary watery smells.

Apparently Munster did not change anything, it was his own.

Rand didn't know what happened to him. Is it the aftereffect of anesthetic? He is not sure about this.

The only thing he can be sure of is that his body must have something wrong, and that feeling has been with him since he came back from the hospital, making him restless.

Munster suddenly reached out and tied Rand's whole person tightly in his cold, wet embrace.

"Rand."

It slammed his chin into Rand's soft black hair and murmured his name.

It doesn't know anything. It understands what it means to kiss... even if it's really dizzy at the time, it's a wonderful passion, but it can tell what it is.

It wants to kiss Rand, and after knowing the meaning of this action, it always wanted to do so.

And today it did kiss Rand.

Its poor words have no way to describe the great happiness and satisfaction it felt at the time.

The sorcerer in the natural world never kisses.

They work with their partners, build homes with them, prey on and even feed offspring.

But they will never kiss each other.

In the dark, cold and cruel ocean, there is no need for this kind of tangible contact between creatures.

But Munster likes this feeling. This is a unique experience. The sweet happiness is like a melted cream that wraps all the nerves in it. It seems that Rand can be completely integrated with it through the small piece of lips... ...

Of course, these RANDs don't want to know.

Munster hugged Rand grief.

Rand’s previous reaction to this kiss was obviously different from what it felt, Munster knew this.

It patiently and obsessively observed Rand, so in the end it did not say anything, only holding Rand dryly, and then whispering that name.

Rand, I like it very much, I like you so much...

It repeated this sentence with some sadness in the heart, but did not dare to really tell this to Rand.

And it doesn't know why.

Vol3

Behind the Peachtree Street apartment, an inconspicuous silver-gray work car is covered in vegetation.

It looks exactly like the paparazzi's car, so that no one really noticed its existence.

In the dark compartment, the smell of blood is spreading.

The dirty floor was filled with a lot of chips and chewing gum, and now there is a pile of blue-colored bandages.

"‘Prince’ adults, are you okay?”

La Isa looked worriedly at the "prince" lying in the back seat. After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't help but ask.

The protagonist who caused her so worried, the situation of the "prince" does not look optimistic.

His chest opened a huge hole, and he could almost see the organ inside. The blood had stopped, and a layer of semi-white film covered the wound. However, the pain continued to afflict him. His body trembled and his limbs were Unstable transformation in the morphology of humans and sputum. The real dilemma comes from this. Every time the human state returns to the prototype of the scorpion, his scales will directly tear open his human skin and muscles, grow out of it... and then they will be in tens of minutes. Aging, falling off, and returning to a human state.

The whole process is repeated indefinitely, full of pain and suffering.

"I am fine." Even in such a situation, "Prince" is still calm, he seems to have some happiness, "This is a necessary process, there is no way to avoid it, and you have processed the surveillance video, this A little smart. ”

Raisa immediately got up, she slammed on the back of the seat and giggled.

“When it’s in the ‘Laundry’, there’s always a fight, men always like to call and go, everyone at that knows to clean up the video before the police come –”

Her excited words were interrupted because of the sorrow and sorrow that the "Prince" could not help.

"Adult, I don't understand... Do you have to do this? You look very uncomfortable. What exactly are you in the human body?"

She asked in confusion.

"Prince" extended his **** hand and touched her fluffy hair.

"It's my gonad." He said with a rare gentleness.

The author has something to say: the small fish Munster did not realize that there is another way to integrate with Rand in practice. _v=2k