Aquata Cove Ch. 07

"Ohhh," Adam nodded, "Ok, um..." He leaned back, and put the camera at a safe distance, "We'll take pictures later..." He then leaned closer, "Now c'mere..." He then went in, and glued his lips onto Merrick's.

"Mmmmmlll!" Merrick moaned into the kiss, squirming for attention, right before he felt Adam's hand wrap firmly around his cock. Merrick grabbed Adam's shoulder as he moaned and squirmed under the human, moaning as his rod felt immense pleasure just from Adam grabbing it. He thrust his hips up, moaning out at the handjob. Adam squeezed around his dick as he stroked it harshly while making mouth to mouth with the human.

He has about 7 hours left until dusk. Right now, he's going to make every fucking minute count.

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"Other than that," Adam said as Yuri came to a photo of Merrick posing in a lavender sheet, "He loves to model." Yuri smiled as he gave the pictures back to Adam.

"These are actually pretty good. You should be a photographer," Adam chuckled.

"Me? Nah. I prefer to work on the docks. I feel more at home working with fish than random naked people."

"Well, at least part-time? At the very least, you could freelance." Yuri said before she checked her watch.

"Mmm... I'll keep that in mind."

"Super. Anyway, I gotta get to school." Yuri said before she picked up her satchel, and went to pluck up her keys. She went to her cat, kneeled down, and pet the damp feline, "Bye, Roxas. Be a good kitty~" To which, Roxas just ignored, and kept licking his spiky fur. She smirked and just turned around and walked out the door, "See you later, Adam!" And with that, she is off to her classes.

Adam smiled as he went into his room, and placed his pictures back into the lockbox. Sealed, and hidden.

Frankly, he only takes the pictures just for the sake of it. It eases the separation, at least a little; it helps to know that he can see Merrick at any given time.

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As his tail undulated, gliding at the front of his pod, Merrick's hand eased on his trident, rubbing his thumb along a small barnacle on the shaft. In the subtlest way possible, he pressed a tiny tab on the side, and the barnacle opened carefully. His eyes glanced down, and looked at the small piece of glass, shielding tiny cut-off headshot of Adam, smiling up at him for a second, before the merman clicked the barnacle back into place.

The merman smiled as he swam. It helps to know that he can see his Adam at any given time.