Aquata Cove Ch. 75

"They do not."

"Right." Merrick stands up, and slings the wet pouch over his shoulder, "Lets head out and meet Syrinx at her coffee shop. Hopefully she's had better luck than us."

"Yes."

Both merfolk walk along the warm sand, bodies moist and exposed to the entire beach. Merrick glances and purrs silently as he sees a couple of tan, attractive men playing volleyball nearby, while also trying to ignore a few ladies here and there. "Really like how Syrinx lives in an apartment near a Clothing-Optional beach."

"Why can't all beaches be this way?" Belinda asks as she browses a couple of naked humans as well, "This is nature, after all."

~~~

Still wearing her Mana Mocha uniform, Syrinx carves out the shell of an oyster, and pries it open. She presses her finger into the meat, until she feels a tiny lump. She digs into the raw filling until she pushed out a bead of gleaming white with a touch of teal in color. She plucks the pearl up, and examined it shortly.

"Round." She said before dropping it into a bowl with a small pile of white and tinted pearls.

"Round." Belinda said as she puts yellowish pearl into the pile. She squirted a lemon wedge into the oyster shell she has, and slurped the meat down.

"Natural." Merrick said as he places a misshapen black pearl into a different bowl with only two other oddly formed pearls.

"I swear, humans need to compensate EVERYTHING." Syrinx grumbled.

"Here, Syrinx," Said a coworker in the coffee shop, "I got your Caramel Macchiato."

"Ooh, gimme gimme gimme!" She said as she takes her beverage. She sips through the straw, and rolls her eyes up as she leans back, "Mmmmnnnh! God, these are better than sex."

"I heard that." Said Kevin as he comes walking in, wearing his Checkers pizza uniform, "Hey, Merrick, Belinda. I didn't know you guys were coming over today. Where's Adam and Harold?"

"Not here." Merrick answered, "We're doing something, and I needed Belinda and Syrinx's help."

"Merrick wants to make a ring for Adam before the wedding." Syrinx said, "So we went out to get a bunch of oysters, and we're tying to find the right pearls to make it."

"Uuuuh, ok, and..." Kevin looked over to the two bowls, "I take it that these aren't enough?"

"There's a difference between natural pearls and man-made pearls." Belinda said, "I have been to several places where humans sell and extract pearls. These round ones," She tapped onto the small mound of many round beauties, "They do not feel right. Humans deliberately implanted something into an oyster to make a pearl. Only strange ones like these," She picks up one of the pebble-looking pearls up, "Are the ones we're looking for."

"Ooook?"

"Think of it like this," Merrick said, "What's the difference between a hotdog that's been boiled, a hotdog that's been grilled."

"OH ok! I get it now." Kevin smiled and nods.

"Ghh." Syrinx rolls her eyes, "You were the dumb jock in high school, weren't you?"

"Heeey!" Kevin smirked as he reached for Syrinx's macchiato, before she grabbed onto his wrist, "Ow!"

"Bitch," She said with a leer, "I will eat your hand off."

"But baaabe, sharing is caring~" Kevin taunted -- he likes her a little mad.

"Anyway," Merrick said after he sips his water, "There's only a couple of natural pearls here. I'm not sure if that's going to be enough to make a ring."

"Aren't you going to just have one of them mounted?"

"No, I need them in their entirety." Merrick answered.

"Ok, so," He shrugged, "Why not just use the Mother of Pearl in the shells then?"

"Are you crazy??" Syrinx said while slapping his arm hard.

"Ow! Heey!"

"What the hell is wrong with you, Kevin??" Merrick scowled.

"Even I wouldn't do that!" Belinda hissed.

"What? What'd I say??"

"Mother of Pearl is sacred to us." Syrinx answered, "Years ago, Mother of Pearl were thought to be the droplets of the Sea Mother's soul. While that might not be the case, as our ancestors used to think, it's still considered hallowed. Messing with it in anyway is considered sacrilege."

"The Kenovani recently took in an Adra Noita who was banished for trying to turn a Mother of Pearl into a sort of tattoo," Merrick said, "Even Noita Vanora is having a hard time forgiving that one."

"And yet you people have no trouble taking the pearls of an oyster." Kevin said with a quirked brow.

"Pearls are considered as gifts from the Sea Mother's grace," Belinda said, "It is not the same as tampering with Mother of Pearl."

"Whatever, I gave up on church stuff years ago." Kevin said, "You ready to go, babe?" He asked as Syrinx had already drained her macchiato, and is now scooping up the gold-drizzled whipped cream, "Assuming you've already had your daily O.D. of coffee?"

"Hmm..." She looks over the table, "We're still not finished with the oysters." Syrinx said, "I'm gonna need two more of these." She said tapping her cup, "Martha! Can I get another vente Caramel Macchiato, please??"

"Sure thing, honeh!" Said Syrinx's boss.

"Wow, you sure do like coffee, Syrinx." Merrick commented.

"Oh you have no idea!" Syrinx said, "I wish I can make coffee my bloodtype, it's so damn good."

"Yuri sometimes drinks coffee when she needs to work late, but you seem to drink it like water."

"We have like, 5 different coffee makers at home, including an espresso machine," Syrinx says, "One for a different kind of coffee." With that, she eats a sliver of oyster meat.

"Ullgh, oh my God!" Kevin gagged, "Honey, how can you EAT oysters?? And when it's raw?!"

"What? It's hardly different from what merfolk usually eat." Belinda said.

"I like them with a spritz of lemon juice." Merrick said with a smirk while he picks up a shell, and squeezes the lemon wedge on it.

"Oh my God, please fuckin don't," Kevin whines as he watches Merrick bring the flayed shell up to his lips, and slurped it down, "ULLGH, I'm gonna be sick!"

"Scchhlrp!" Syrinx audibly sips down more of the oyster, "Mllmmhh, aw yeah that's good." She said as she picked up her second macchiato, "I think I'll wash it down with this."

"Ulgh, are you serious?!" Kevin cringes. His stomach turns upside down as he sees his girlfriend drink the coffee just after swallowing the oyster meat, "Fuck, you people are SICK!"

"Oh!" Belinda points a finger up, before sticking out her tongue, and picking off a black, jagged pearl from it, "I missed one. Silly me." With that, Belinda takes her current lemon wedge, and sucks it tenderly.

"Oh fuck, I'm so out of here!" Kevin groaned as he staggers around and leaves.

"But waaaiit! You didn't get to see what we're gonna do with all the round pearls!"

"I don't wanna know! YOU'RE SIIICK!!" Kevin yelled back from afar.

"Hah. Joke's on him, we're just gonna sell'em." Merrick smirked. Belinda and Syrinx cackled as they grabbed one of the few remaining oysters.

---NIGHT---

()()()

The gate to the throne opens before Adam walks into the marble room of the Gods, wearing his blue-jeweled mantle, and billowing sash around his waist, with a lewd, white-sheen pouch holding his manhood bundled as well as covering his bottom with tasteful subtlety.

The erotic deity walks to the middle of the bright, circular throne room, before he knees down on one knee, bows his head down, and plants his fist to the dead center of the floor.

"Ah. God of Manhood." Comes a deep, mighty voice from the bright light in front of him, at least 50 feet up in stairs from where Adam is kneeling.

Xerxes sits on the large, gold and white throne in loose, glamorous robes with one leg over the other, with his head resting on his fist propped up by an arm of the throne. His body shows that of a very muscular build draped in his robing, partially exposed. His white hair cut short under his gilded crown, with a fine layer of facial hair along his jaw as his platinum eyes look down upon one of his brethren, "I bid you welcome in anticipation of a request."

"Lord Xerxes," Adam said, "I indeed have a request." Adam stands up, and looks to his king, "I wish for my Key to my Gate."

Xerxes raises a brow, "Have you lost your Key? Or..." Xerxes narrowed his eyes, "You wish to just give away such an artifact."

"The latter, my lord." Adam answered, "I wish to find a mortal worthy of having a Key to my gate."

"Hmph," Xerxes shifted in his seat to lean forward, "You already keep mortals in your stead. A harem of suitors to fill not just your desires, but that of your brethren as well." Xerxes leaned back, "You do not need another Key."

"Those men I keep are merely slaves," Adam said, "They are simply toys to me, which I return to the mortal realm, unharmed when I see fit."

"For when you grow tired of them, you mean." Xerxes said.

"Nonetheless, they have no place as my property, and I return them in the timeframe of which they were first taken to my chambers."

"And yet now you say you want a mortal for your own. What difference do you hope to accomplish by taking a mortal from the land and taking a mortal for your gate?"

"That, I do not know," Adam said, "I hope to find out by doing so."

"Hmph." Xerxes leers down, "And what makes you so certain I may just give you this second Key? When I feel inclined to deny you such."

"I am entitled to such a right." Adam replied sternly, "Sol was given one to let his lover have. Zephyr was granted such too to grant access to his mortal ally, and Damia as well to give access to the Titania of the Forest. I have as much as right to a Key as any of our brethren. And it is not like these Keys can fall into the wrong hands -- no one but the one designated for the Key may ever use it."

"I am not claiming that you do not deserve the right to your Key, Adam." Xerxes said, "I am merely stating my reasoning. I do not see why you feel you need another Key at this time."

"Nor am I asking for you to just give me the Key. I understand the others must give you something in return for a second Key."

"Yes. If one wishes to obtain something, I require a fair exchange. So..." Xerxes gave a skeptical smile off the corner of his mouth, "What are YOU prepared to give, where I to give you another Key?"

Adam smiled as he held his arms open, "The same as the others have given you -- that of which I am."

"Oh? And what item or favor would you trade? The finest specimen of a man you can create as a servant? Your own seed for some purpose?"

"I am to give a favor." Adam grinned.

"Hah," Xerxes smirked, "I have bedded few times with you before, Adam. You have already impressed me thus far. What would you have to offer me what I have already seen?"

"Would you like to find out~?" Adam's mantle disappears in a slow fading cloud of gold and blue dust. Xerxes chuckled as he crossed his arms and leaned back on his throne.

"I am willing. I will be fair in my decision." Xerxes said.

"I am grateful, my Lord..." Adam's sash too crumbles into heavenly glitter, leaving him in only his revealing undergarment. Adam waked to the flight of stairs and placed a single foot onto the flight.

"Not discarding everything?" Xerxes asked glancing at the round bulge between Adam's thighs. Adam smiled up at him.

"I am not offering my seed, Lord Xerxes." With what seems like a blur, Adam stands before the king of the gods -- this time, Xerxes is completely naked, without so much as moving a muscle to strip to nothing in a blink of an eye. Xerxes chuckled as Adam sat on his lap, and kissed along his strong neck.

"You know you never must bargain bed with me," Xerxes mumbled as Adam cuddled him, closer as Xerxes' strong hands felt along Adam's perfect body, cradling and hugging him gently, "I still see no point in this request, or the trade itself."

"Out of respect for you, my lord." Adam said, "I have always held back what I can do."

"Hah, oh?" Xerxes asked.

"You have only had my mount." Adam said before giving a tender kiss onto Xerxes' lips, "You know how I like to say I turn men into boys? Hahaha, as if I actually revert their age."

"Do tell, God of Manhood." Xerxes said, playing along as he held from rolling his eyes.

"To be more precise..." Adam's hand dipped down, and held Xerxes' fat, heavy balls. The larger king inhaled, and hugged out a small cloud as Adam's hand tingles richly within his divine testicles, "I make them feel like virgins... Forget everything they ever knew about making love or bedding with another..."

Adam's hand rolls and massages Xerxes' huge smooth, large nuts, cupping them firmly and pulling them carefully. Xerxes moans as he rolls his head back as his mighty penis started to rise. Adam smiles as he glides his hand up the underside of that huge cock, leaving a trail of light from the touch that followed Adam's hand.

"Oh! Hoh!" Xerxes gasped as sheer intensity ran along the underside with Adam's palm.

"As if someone is touching it for the first time... And I take it to a higher plane." Adam said as he gives Xerxes' soft member a firm squeeze, before rubbing his hand onto the swelling glands and fondling the mushroom head like he was polishing his member with light itself.

"AHh... Nnhhh~" Xerxes moans with his legs spread out as his own godhood stands fully erect, while Adam rubs that divine rod with both hands, giving a thorough massage to that massive cock.

Adam grips that huge rod with both hands, his energy pouring into it like the finest oil human money can buy. Xerxes sighs and relaxes, before giving a gasp and a moan as his erect, golden shaft started to curve in stance, rays of light beaming around the throne, dancing on the platform of the stairs as Adam caressed that heavy god-log with one turn, and then racing his hands up and down with the other.

"Cradle my balls..." Xerxes requested. Adam nibbles on that thick, hard neck as he moves his hands downward, and cupped onto each of the king's testicles -- both orbs filling Adam's palms. "Oooohhhh!" Xerves moans as he tilts his head back, scooting his godly ass down on the gold cushion as he spreads his legs as his dick bobbed from the movement, "Please do not stop..."

Adam nuzzled the god's cheek before planting a kiss there, his hands rolling those mighty, tender orbs around in their sack, veins of light radiating from Xerxes' cock as a halo of sheen illuminates from the mushroom head.

"Ahh... Ngghh..." Xerxes grips the handrails of his throne tightly as he undulates his lower body to curve his member up and down, his head turning side to side as those hands' power spark and surge into his testicles. Adam can feel those heavy balls grow tighter as they try to elevate up, so he puts his magic hands onto those almighty thighs as he lets those nuts settle down.

Adam then kneels down, and nears his face to the throbbing, meaty scepter of his king, and gives a single, deft lick on the underside of the head.

"AHHH!" The entire throne room explodes in a massive flash of light. Xerxes roars with weak and strong satisfaction as shining milk surges from his cock! His moans shake the nearby heavens, his member shooting splash after splash of his majestic essence.

In the short moment of divine intensity, Xerxes can hardly pant as Adam licks around the still erect cock, drinking every drop of the heavenly seed, "Delicious... Finished with me already, my lord? I felt like doing a little more." Xerxes pants gently as his large member softens quickly, looking down as Adam fondles and massages the massive muscle.

"I was perhaps wanting to worship your rear, Lord Xerxes." Adam says as he handles that large, kingly meat, "Or use some Oil of the Muses to give your back the kneading it deserves. Or else I could kiss you for 7 days without-"

"That is enough." Xerxes said sternly. Adam looks to him, "I have made my decision. I did say I would be fair..."

Adam blinks as he stands up. He furrowed his brow as he moves his hips around a little, before looking down at his crotch. He digs into his heavenly pouch, and smirks as he peers in. Tied around his penis and the base of his balls alike is a glittering chain, along with a shiny, angelic key nestled under Adam's heavy scrotum.

He giggles as he takes the key with one hand, and begins to uncoil the divine platinum around from his genitals. "You have my gushing gratitude, Lord Xerxes."

"You had better not make me regret giving you this Key." Xerxes says, "I still do not understand your want or need for it, but I've kept my word."

"Thank you." Adam gestures respectfully, and turns to walk away from the throne, to find himself at the bottom of the stairs in a blur. As he walks, his royal attire manifest in a flurry of blue, white, and gold dust around his body. He quirks and tosses his arm to make the chain whip around his wrist, before the key flies around accordingly, and settles on the overside of his hand as a bracelet.

He exits the throne, and leaves with his determination to find whatever it is he is planning to find... What will that golden boy with sapphire eyes have to offer?

~~~

Merrick sits on his bed as the ship rocks gently. His eyes stay fixed on the hidden plank of the floor, where he stores his quartz rod and a small bottle of oil, as well as a new cloth. His gut swims with dread-traced nothingness.

His body is encased in tightly tied clothing, crushed velvet vest with a silken shirt and pants, also coated in a regal robe of silver and blue.

He touches the jeweled shell brooch at the top of his shirt, the old talisman of protection his mother gave him when he was a child. Once again, he returns home, and all he can think about is going back to the volatile promise of the ocean's attitude. Why can't he stay a young boy forever? How has it come to this? Coming of age, and forced to take orders...

Why does he...

()()()

"Hhhhhh... Nnn..." Adam inhales deeply as his eyes pull open slowly. His body stretches forward a little as he peers into the bedroom faintly illuminated. The lamp behind him has been switched on. He turns around and rests his face on the pillow. His first greeting is that of Merrick's beautiful, perfect bubble butt. He hears some clicking as Merrick adjusts an armlet girded with several scallop shells.

"Lessee... Ok..."

"Babe?" Adam said weakly, prompting Merrick to look behind him.

"Oh Adam. Did I wake you?"

"I guess..." Adam turns around and lies on his stomach as his eyes grow heavy again, "Why are you getting dressed up in that?"

"I gotta take Arnaav back to the Kenovani pod." Merrick answered, turning back to equipping his sharktooth crossbelts.

"What time is it even?" Adam whines as he crawls to the nightstand, and look at his phone. "It's 4AM. Merrick, come back to bed." He said as he reaches up to tug on his lover while resting his eyelids.

"No, Adam, I have to take him now." He said.

"For God's sake, why?"

"I got up out of bed because I heard some noise, and I found Arnaav trying to do some kind of homework. I found that he was sweating, though. He's out of time."

"Take him in the morning..." Adam said half-muffled, "He'll be fine."

"I can't take that risk. Besides, I've got business to attend to, and it can't wait."

"Mmnnnnn." Adam moaned stubbornly.

"Here, I was gonna leave this for you to read." Merrick said as he picked up a rose and a piece of paper, and gave it to Adam. Adam groans as he sits up, and takes the note.

"... 'Adam, I'm taking Arnaav back to the sea - he's starting to sweat, and that's not good. I'll be back in a few days or so, please tell Nick I won't be in for work for a while. Love, Merrick'." Adam turns onto his back, "'P.S., I'm only kidding, you'll find me buck naked and splayed out over the table, tied up so I can't move while you fuck my ass over and over again'."

"What?" Merrick turns his head, "I didn't write THAT."

"I know, I'm putting what it SHOULD say."

"Ghh," Merrick chuckles as he gets up and walks around the bed, "This is merfolk stuff, Adam." He kneels down, and looks Adam in the eyes, "I'll be back as soon as I can."