Aquata Cove Ch. 74

Merrick wipes and brushes along Adam's front from behind, down and around, until Merrick dries off those hairy legs, leaving the intimate parts for last. Adam grins as he feels Merrick start to fondle his tan buns with the towel, feeling that tingle again as he gets thoroughly felt with felt.

"Ooh," He chuckles as he feels Merrick dig under his thighs and dries his balls, "Ooh, baby~" Adam said as he twirls his hips slightly to entice Merrick. Merrick giggles as he then proceeds to fondle Adam's penis, "Heh... We're gonna fuck tonight." Merrick scoffs as he dries up Adam's patch, before standing back up.

Merrick smiles as he strokes Skyler's little head as the kitten purrs at both of them. "You're such a romantic. Just like Jamal." Adam snickers as they walk idly back towards the back sliding door of the house.

~~~

Yuri listens intently with her stethoscope to a girl's torso in several places, before standing back up, "Ok, sounds good..." She takes a tongue compressor and a small flashlight, "Say, 'Ah'."

"Ahhh." The young patient complied as Yuri inspected her throat.

"Hmm... Looks just a LITTLE inflamed..." She said before turning off her light, "It might be a minor infection, I'm going to go ahead and prescribe something to nip it in the bud, ok?" She told the girl's mother.

"Alright."

"The nurse will be right with you," She tosses her wood stick into the trash as well as her rubber gloves, and walks out the door.

She arranges for the necessary treatment on the computer before printing it out, and giving the papers to the nurse to bring it to the patients. She sighed as she leaned in her chair, before getting up and going to the cafeteria. Yuri need coffee... And Red Bull... Possibly mixed.

Yuri stirs the milk into her coffee, groaning as she rolls her neck as she glances as the pyramid of 5-Hour Energy Shots. She looks at her coffee, then at the red bottles, then at the small fridge of Red Bull... Tempting...

"H-Hey, Dr Umiyama?" Comes a young voice. Yuri turns to see a young, somewhat scrawny man holding two steaming cups, having frumpy short brown hair on his head, wearing mint green .

"Oh hi, Dennis." She greeted, "How are you?"

"I um- Great!" He said, "I saw you coming in, and I wanted to get you a coffee." He said as he held them up.

"You're off by a minute, Denny." Yuri said with a casual slant of her mouth as she holds up her cup.

"I-, wha?" Dennis stammered.

"Come on, anyone whose seen me here knows enough that I always come here around half past 2 for caffeine. Just saying you got here too late."

"Oh, yeah?" He said. Dennis is one of the volunteers who frequent the graveyard shifts of the hospital. He's currently going to college for journalism, but he has a slight interest in basic medicine.

"Come, sit." She pats the table. Dennis strolls around and sits himself down in front of her. "Mochi?" She asked as she pushes a small tray of lightly colored round orbs towards him.

"What are those?"

"Japanese sweet." She answered, "They're scoops of ice cream enveloped in gelatin."

"Oh ok!" Dennis nodded, as he looked at the row, "... Which one's chocolate."

"..." Yuri raises a brow, "The brown one."

"Oh! Yeah..." Dennis looks closely, and reaches for the white colored one.

"That's vanilla." She said.

"Ah, sorry..." Dennis looked, and slowly moved his hand over the middle one.

"There you go, chief." Yuri said casually.

"Cool, thanks..." Dennis said, looking a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I get a little confused sometimes..." He said.

"... I'm usually not one to pry," Yuri said, "But I'm guessing you have a problem seeing."

"No no, I can see fine, just..." Dennis shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "I just... I'm partrially color-blind..."

"Oh that's it?" Yuri asked, "You sounded like it's something embarrassing."

"It kinda is..." Dennis said, "Never mind, it's not important." He said before nibbling onto the cold mochi.

~~~

Flashes of blurring colors zoom here and around everywhere. Arnaav groans and grunts as his memories are spun and spiraled in so many different twists and turns, odd concepts and distorted time.

People run and walk quickly as his head keeps spinning around and around, exploring every part of everything in sight.

One glimpse, and one freeze as the vision turns to a young Asian girl with short black hair, wearing a colorful kimono as she reaches for a shining egg.

"That's her! That's the one! That's the human I'm looking for!"

The girl's aura flashes in an explosion of abstract image as the world blurs into a leap into the sky, as time again wrings into a single focus. The world spins as the color of the girl's aura races across the land, until the scape details into a singularity of a place. A place of an apartment complex, with an older, male, similar aura is with her in the dwelling.

Arnaav's eyelids clench and relax over and over again as Belinda's powers searches his soul for the specific human he is looking for, as well as establishing the map of the immediate island itself into his head. She lets go of his noggin, leaving the young otter really dizzy.

"I... I think I got it." Arnaav says while he swerves, holding his head as focus tries to stabilize itself in his eyes.

"Belinda?" Comes Harold's voice as he walks to them, "What's going on here?"

"Thank you so much!" Arnaav quickly pats the snake tail, "Bye!" He turns and sprints back into the ocean, diving into shore, and disappearing into the beach.

"Uhh... Babe?" Harold asked.

"He needed my help." Belinda shrugged as her tail quickly morphs into a pair of legs before getting up, "Mermaid stuff, love." She says with a smirk. That smirk that tells Harold just what she's in the mood for, especially when she gives that sexy hiss.

"O-Ok, babe!" Harold said, remembering that he needs to call the babysitter and tell them their going to be a little late coming home...

~~~

Adam kisses Merrick's cheek as they lay bare back on the bed, feeling and stroking each other gently as they rest. Adam tensed and chuckled as Merrick's fingers trace along one of his nipples. He grins as he reaches down, and traces a finger along Merrick's inner thigh, making him giggle harshly and thrash a little.

"You know what I been thinking?" Adam asked.

"See about going for a 3 or 4 way?" Merrick asked. Adam chuckled as he nods.

"Aheheheh, yep," He smiles, "Mix it up a little, ya know? There's this new guy at work -- short and kinda chubby, and he's really adorable."

"Mmmnn..." Merrick snuggled closer, "I spotted Jamal in a G-string a while back, and that had me going... Wouldn't mind getting some of that~"

"No, we are NOT sleeping with Jamal again." Adam scoffed, "The guy's going to be my Best Man, it'd be weird."

"Well, there's lots of guys out there." Merrick said, "We could just hit up Grindr and see whose interested."

"Ah. If only there was some kind of place we could go to for casual fooling around and hanging out with naked guys. Like, maybe not necessarily have sex, but just being nude and chilling with a handful of men, all natural and stuff."

"Like when we were on the gay cruise camping?"

"Aheh heh heh. I guess, yeah... I'd like to do something like that again."

"Kinda reminds me of that episode of Queer As Folk where they had that 'Fairy Gathering' in the forest, where a bunch of gay guys go camping and be free to be~" Merrick said, "I looked up if there was such a thing, and found a couple of links and sites."

"WOULD you want to go to that?" Adam asked, "It still seems kinda weird for me, but... I suppose I'd be open to it."

"Heh, I hope we have to think of Fairy Names when if and when he go to one of those gatherings."

"Heh, maybe..." Adam sighs as he stretches on the bed, flexing his arms, before relaxing again. "Now... How to be romantic tonight... Oh, remember that show called Scrubs?"

"Mhm~"

"One idea Carla had in the show when they were engaged, is if they didn't have sex until they married."

"Ghhh! Hah," Merrick smirked, "I don't know how Yuri is just fine with sex once a year."

"Hehehe," Adam feels Merrick's soft penis idly, rubbing his fingertips on the smooth, delicate flesh of his balls as he can also feel Merrick's member start to thicken, "So you WOULDN'T want to go chaste and wait for us to get married to fuck your brains out."

Merrick turned his head to have a very quizzical look at his lover, "You're joking, right? 6-8 moons WITHOUT you pounding my ass~? You realize I'd probably short out the electric dildo if we did that."

"Hah! Ahaha," Adam laughs, "Yeah, and I'd probably wear out my fleshlight paper thin."

"So~" Merrick gets up, and straddles onto Adam's lap, pushing his soft, supple bottom onto Adam's limb manhood and tender orbs, "Before you get too sucked in to the no-sex idea, I better make sure you keep begging me for it."

Adam smiles, "I'm listening..."

"Good~" Merrick then puts his hands down onto the bed, and lowered himself to Adam's chest. Adam gasps lightly as Merrick gives a deft lick on one of Adam's nipples. Adam murrs as Merrick curved his tongue around the round pink and nuzzling his soft lips onto the hardening nub.

"Mnn..." He presses his lips around the nub, and pulls at it gently, before switching to gently nurse on the other nipple. Merrick huffs lowly as he starts to lick and lap on Adam's neck, making him grin while trying not to giggle as the wet lips and tongue smooch along his sensitive flesh.

Merrick giggles as he lies on his belly while Adam climbs on top of him. "Ooh~" Merrick coos as Adam starts to mush his half-flaccid meat onto Merrick's perfect bottom, while Adam starts to teethe and nibble one of Merrick's ears, "Ooh~ Oh~" Merrick gasps and tenses as Adam's teeth pull and chew gently on his cartilage, sending chills along his spine as his own member starts to engorge beneath him.

~~~

"You almost seem kind of... I dunno," Dennis said, "Annoyed and distant."

"I try not to be," Yuri said, "Just my roommates and a couple of my friends." She sips her coffee as they walk around the coffee counter that is adorned with many kinda of tea bags, toppings, flavorings, and sweet condiments.

"Why, were they making fun of you?" He asked.

"No. Just that I live with a big handful of perverts." She said with an aggravated huff, "Can't get through one conversation without grab-bag of innuendos and sex jokes."

"Just like anime." Dennis said. Yuri smirked as she stirs a cup of lemon/passionfruit tea. The hospital is surprisingly tame and quiet tonight, there's hardly anything to do. "Can't get through one episode without some girl's boobs bouncing around on screen."

"Hah, exactly. I love it, but I can't stand how sexist it can be." Yuri replied, "And then I'm the uptight prude because I want to hear some other topic besides dick, ass, and vag."

"I understand." Dennis nodded as he restocks the cups and supplies of the various food items in the cafe, "Half of my friends from high school thought I was gay because I didn't have a girlfriend, or that I wasn't interested in girls like they were."

"Not that I'm actually looking for romance, but I always feel a sense of pressure every time I think about me getting married or going out with someone."

"Huh? Why's that?"

"Well, as I always say, I come from a very traditional family." Yuri answered, "Half my childhood was spent learning Japanese practices. Now how do you think they would react if I went out with someone who WASN'T Japanese?"

"I see your point..." Dennis said.

"I mean, I only had one serious boyfriend, and he used to be an old crush of mine." She said. She sighs as she looks at the night out the window, "One boyfriend in my whole life..."

"I thought you weren't interested in finding a partner."

"I'm not." Yuri said, "It's just the idea that I don't think I've ever really had control over my own personal life... My grandparents were cooing and gushing when I told them I was dating my ex, Ryojin... And they were actually angry with me when I told them that we broke up."

"It's like, what business is it of theirs, yeah?" Dennis asked.

"Sort of... Like, is it really that important to them that I fit on an image that would be charming on a porcelain pot? And their attitude only makes me want to stay single all the more. Hell, what if they disowned me if I decided I was going to date a white guy? Or a Hispanic? Or what if I started going out with my hornball of a roommate Jamal?"

"So you've really never... Been with anyone other than your ex?"

"No. I've slept with a guy or two within the last few years." Yuri said, "My roommate's sex life is as active as a bonfire. He has a ton of numbers."

"Numbers as in... What, like dates?" Dennis asked meekly.

"Dates, hook-ups, buddies, everything in between. Jamal gets around and he sleeps around. He's a real people person." She takes a drink of her tea, "I mean, don't get me wrong, I like how traditional my family is, and I like my culture and the history, but my grandparents are super gong-ho about it."

"How serious?"

"Get this." Yuri said with an annoyed tone, "My grandfather once scolded me for half an hour, for watching Naruto. Anime! He chewed my ear out for watching anime!"

"What?" Dennis scoffed at her sentence, "Isn't anime from Japan??"

"Yes, but that's how incredibly old fashioned he is: He calls it Westernized Garbage that is designed to pull perfectly good Japanese children away from the old ways of our ancestors. You know my great-grandmother once owned and operated her own dojo complete with a stone garden?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. But eventually, she got less and less students, and had to repurpose the dojo into a giftshop. My grandfather takes it very hard to this day." She trailed off a little, "I suppose I don't blame him -- I'd be bitterly angry if I lost the family business to consumerism too. But I think I found a good balance of modern and tradition, not that HE can ever know about it."

"So what about your parents?"

"My Mother's family has had a similar upbringing, but her parents aren't as strict as my Dad's family. She was raised in Osaka until she moved to America when she was about 9 years old. My Father didn't come to Colorado until he was 22 years old. He's steeped in Japanese culture, but he LOVES American sitcoms." Yuri grinned, "It's like his guilty pleasure. You should see the DVD collection he has, and he has to pack them up in like 8 boxes when my grandparents say they're about to visit."

"What shows does he like?" Dennis asked with a grin, enjoying hearing about her life.

"His all-time favorite is Sabrina the Teenage Witch," She answered, "He can't get enough of Salem. He almost suffocated from laughing too hard when they made an I Love Lucy reference."

"What?" Dennis squints a little, to try and remember something from a show he hasn't seen in years, "Which episode was that?"

"Ah, I think Aunt Hilda was trying to put together a talent show at the coffee house she was running," Yuri said dismissively, "Salem was singing like some Mexican dancer with the fruit/flower hat on his head. Hilda was like 'Lucy. How many times I have to tell chu, chu can't be in the show!'. And Salem was like, 'But Rickyyyy!' In a high-pitched voice." Yuri smirked, "My Dad almost couldn't breath, he thought it was so funny."

~~~

Arnaav irks as he climbs up on a window of a ground floor apartment. His mind is still turbulent by the rush of images and faces and colors from the Latolcus's help. He can at least focus his thoughts enough to know the way Belinda showed him to Fumiko's dwelling.

He grunts as the little otter boy steps onto the ledge of the windowsill, and peers in. The dwelling is dark, and inactive. He picks up a scent that is different than the outside air, and his nose traces it to an opening on the far side of the glass.

Arnaav pulls the window open, and smiles with glee as he makes it roomy enough to open! He climbs in carefully, when his paw slips on a large disk, "WHOA!" He squeals as he slips from a height, and leaps out onto a tiled floor, hearing a loud CRASH behind him. He lands on all fours, and whips around to see a second large dish slip and fall, and shatter to the ground.

"Oh no..." He whimpers. He turns around, and looks out as he crawls into the house, looking around, and keeping his ears strained for any noise. He hears a clicking chirping coming from a white cage hung in a corner of the dwelling. He stands up on his hind legs as he tries to detect anyone inside.

"H-Hello?" He timidly calls out, "Anyone??" He lurks forth until he smells the scent of the girl. He follows the scent until it led him to an ajar door. He gasps with joy before he rushed in, "Fumi!"

After a pause in the dark room, Arnaav hears no response, no trace at all. He sniffs around, picking up Fumiko's scent all around him as he wonders in, and seeing different artifacts around, but he cannot find her, after searching under the bed or in her closet.

The boy gets bold enough, and opens a different door after leaving the room. It's of a different scent, and he searches under the bed and the closet in here too, "Fumiko? Where are you??"

Arnaav leaves the room and checks the coat closet, and opened every cabinet in the kitchen -- with only about three weeks time with living among humans, he still has little idea just where smaller humans may be.

"Fumiko??? Fumiko!" He called out as he waddles over to the back porch, and looked there. "Where is she..." He pouts as he sniffles, looking everywhere in the apartment, but can find no one here.

"This is where her aura was... She should be here... I have no memory of this place, but her aura was here. She HAS to be..." Arnaav looks to the front door, and walked to it. He groaned as he swerved for a moment. He has suddenly become very light headed.

Arnaav whined as he pulled at the doorknob, finding it locked. He barely mustered the focus to turn the lock, and opened the door. The boy pants as he closes the door, but forgets to click it securely closed. He walks forward a few feet, finding himself treading onto some dry grass.

"Not now..." He whines as he holds his head, "Not now, please..." He cries weakly as he tries to walk away, his vision becoming more and more blurred as his body feels more and more heavy. He holds his stiff-net pouch to his chest before his mind becomes blank, and his body feels a sudden thunk.

~~~

"Ohhh! Ahhh! O-Oh gah!" Merrick moans out as he feels himself pressed on the bed, with Adam's hand pressing firmly on his back while Adam pumps his dick back and forth into Merrick's rump

"You like that, babe?" Adam growled as he jerks his pelvis in and out, huffing and groaning as Merrick's hot, tight hole squeezes around his fat cock.

"M-Mhm~ Gohh! Ahh! Nnnhh!..." Merrick pushes his rear back in attempt to get the banging lover to hit his mount harder.

"God, you love dick." Adam huffed, "You fuckin love it." Adam grabs onto the post, and harshly drives his rod into Merrick's ass.

"AAHHHhhh~" Merrick howled with lust as the hard push grinds into his hidden spot.

"Mmnnh, yeah~" Adam forces his cock in again and rolls his hips in again and again, "Ok..." Adam pulls his slippery dick out of Merrick asshole, stroking it, "Move aside, I want you to ride it."

"Ooh, yessir~" Merrick smiles as he gets up while Adam lies down. Adam strokes his manhood as his sexy fiancé climbs up over him. Merrick angles and positions himself above Adam's lap, while Adam aims his meat in between those lubed buns. He rubs the glans of his penis along Merrick's hot, wet crack, until he located the used pucker.

"Right there." Adam said, "Go down..." Merrick eased himself down, huffing and slipping a moan as he penetrated himself onto Adam's hard dick. "OOOOooohhh, fuck yeah~!" Adam moans as he feels the hot wet clamp glide down on his member. Merrick grunts and moans as he feels his anus fill up with pleasurable pain, spreading him around inside.