Chapter 33 Satisfaction
Satisfaction
We continue this ritual well into daybreak, a continuous loop of him wearing me out with his new body and healing me with his mouth.
The gentle warm spring rain washes away our fluids as well as our inhibitions.
Though determined and repetitive, Lir handles me so delicately.
His whole body is so much larger than when I first carried him on my back, but he doesn’t use it to push me harder than he thinks I can take.
He gently guides my legs with his fingertips, turning me whichever direction he needs me in to reach the most delicious places.
When he holds my waist at its smallest point it’s like a person catching a butterfly, cupping delicately to not crush their wings.
The invigorating sunlight peers through the clouds and I gently move Lir’s hair from his face which the rays seem to be drawn to magnetically. His eyes slowly open, their golden radiance molten in contentment.
Finally we reach a point of exhaustion and satisfaction. Despite the hours of repetitively climbing up that mountain of pleasure together, only now does his new organ not feel like a ticking time bomb. We lay on our backs on the rocks being enveloped in the large rain drops pattering all around us.
Our arms outstretched towards each other, our lungs attempting to fully fill with air the first time since he showed back up.
Without thinking, I scoop my hands into the salt water and drink, it tastes sweeter than I remember, it’s viscosity is different on my tongue. Haven’t I spit it out a thousand times?
It must be because I’ve lost so much in my sweat that I crave its burn in my throat. I wipe the drops escaping the corners of my lips back into my mouth as to not waste the elixir.
Lir watches me intently, his eyes becoming pinholes, snapping tintypes with every blink.
I freeze, like an animal who’s just been spotted by this ferocious shark.
He gestures for me to come nearer and I cuddle up into the crook of his neck.
Nuzzling and kissing him as much as I can, becoming lost in his kelp forest of curls.
“I’m sorry…about all of this Andrea…”
I peer through a curtain of hair confused, “Oh, don't worry—nothing hurts, just a little sore.”
“No, I mean telling you I didn't know anything else on the sexual anatomy of mermen.”
Peeking down between our pressed together bodies, I see that though it’s not painfully throbbing now, it still feels like an other worldly creature. Even more so than the merman in front of me.
With his hand, he begins to gently rub it. As if he is also exploring its shape and size, holding his breath whenever grazing across the most tender parts.
“I had heard across the waters that it takes mer-people a long time to reach sexual maturity, hundreds of years even…”
Through his a fluttered lashes, he looks away shy and embarrassed.
“Actually, I thought I had already reached it. Well…I found you sexually pleasing and I was able to please you.” He cheekily sticks out his tongue as the edge of his smile.
“So, my logic was what else could there be—but as I swam down further and further into the cold water, my body became overwhelmed with heat thinking of you. Nothing I did could quell the fever. I even tried to sleep it off, but when I woke up I was shedding more layers than I ever had before.”
I pick at a piece still left attached, curling at the edges like a raised sunburn, “I haven’t seen a mermaid in a hundred or so years.” His warm hand cups my stomach. “I didn't know how I would even make love to another one, I thought I would never have what you…fit together with.”
“Lir—”I sigh, “We had already fit together…” I begin to kiss his neck, onto his chest. Though completely cliche, but entirely true, I can’t help but tell him, “In here.”
The worries that swim within him are not far off from my own—and I still had no idea. I kiss lower and lower tracing every muscled line delicately with my mouth. He holds his breath and tenses his torso in anticipation.
“But, you were wrong about one thing Lir. What else could there be?” I follow his hand trailing down his stomach to reach to his base and trace around it with my fingers, kissing up the back in a way that makes his eyes roll.
I will have to show him the same teasing treatment he bestowed upon me, to punish and pleasure him in the same ways that will leave him flopping and breathless. “There’s so much more.”