The Little Merman Demands Legs from the Sea Witch - Chapter 34
“Did you forget that you promised to stop if you hurt me?”
Iko pushed Kashmir’s face away as he leaned in for a kiss, her lips trembling slightly. Kashmir, his chin lifted, let out a groan of frustration.
“It was a mistake. Just forgive me this once.”
“How shameless. You expect me to just forgive you with one word, while you demand I show sincerity before you’ll forgive me?”
Iko covered her eyes with her hand, as if to show the tears that were welling up. Kashmir, though apologetic, still remained firmly in place, his lower body unwavering like a stone statue.
“If you forgive me, I’ll give you the Sea King’s beard.”
“Why do you keep bringing up that beard? Do you really think I want something like that?”
What would she even do with a beard? Use it in a potion?
Iko frowned, feeling disgusted by the idea. While claws and hearts from beasts could be useful as ingredients, something about a beard just felt wrong. Kashmir noticed her grimace and couldn’t help but smirk. It was strange how even when she was angry, she still looked cute to him.
“Then what do you want? Just tell me, and I’ll do anything you ask, as long as you let me stay like this.”
Iko found his seemingly generous offer annoying, but she was tempted by one thing she truly wanted from him.
‘Don’t go to the village.’
That was the only thing she truly desired right now. However, the words refused to leave her lips.
“Don’t make that wicked witch face. Just say it. You’re not going to ask for my voice, are you?”
Kashmir joked, noticing her hesitation. The mention of a “wicked” expression made Iko’s emotions flare up. No matter how poorly she might be perceived, it didn’t seem fair to be called that by someone who was currently halfway inside her.
“What do you want, witch?”
Kashmir teased, brushing her lips gently with his fingers. Iko felt a wave of anger rise as she saw his relaxed smile. He was the one insisting on continuing, yet his attitude made it seem like she was the one begging.
“I’ll rip out all your hair,” she muttered, thinking in desperation and frustration that making him bald might embarrass him enough to keep him from going anywhere.
“Maybe saying ‘I’ll do anything you want’ wasn’t such a good idea after all. Thanks for the reminder,” Kashmir admitted, realizing the danger of his words.
But he still didn’t believe she was serious about it and urged her to tell him what she truly wanted.
“Then give me your tears. Real ones, shed by you.”
“I told you, I don’t cry.”
“You say ‘anything,’ but then say you can’t do this or that. How is that fair?”
Iko snapped, grabbing his shoulders. Kashmir thought she was trying to push him away and braced himself, but instead, she pulled him closer.
“Then what can you give me?” she asked.
“I can kiss you if you want or touch you wherever you like.”
“But that’s what you want.”
“Got me there. Well, let’s celebrate getting caught,” Kashmir said, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on her lips, followed by a playful smile.
Iko couldn’t believe how carefree he seemed, how oblivious he was to her inner turmoil. Despite her frustration, she couldn’t bring herself to push him away or demand that he stop.
Instead, she found him almost endearing, despite everything. Love was truly a cruel thing.
“If you’re going to do it, then do it right.”
“So you did want me to kiss you after all.”
Kashmir said this as if he’d known it all along. He leaned in, brushing his nose against hers before capturing her lips with his own. The light, teasing kisses soon turned more intense as his tongue explored her mouth, tracing her inner lips. Iko wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the tension in her body start to melt away.
“Is it a bit better now?” he asked softly, noticing how she relaxed in his arms.
Iko, still nervous, nodded and buried her face against his shoulder. Kashmir slid a hand under her waist, gripping her gently as he began to push in further.
“Are you okay?”
“Mm-hmm.”
She breathed heavily against his shoulder. It was difficult, but not unbearable. She thought she could manage.
“Can I move now?”
The problem was, it wasn’t just about getting it in. Iko swallowed hard, still unsure if she could handle it when he started moving. She raised her head from his shoulder, meeting his gaze. His eyes were filled with a heat that made her feel like her own sanity was slipping away.
“I’ll go slow, okay?” he whispered.
Looking into his eyes, Iko felt her body grow warmer. She licked her dry lips before pressing a kiss to his cheek.
As Iko pulled her lips away from his cheek, she whispered in his ear.
“Please make me feel good.”
A spark of excitement flashed in Kashmir’s eyes. He pressed her legs toward her chest and pulled back his hips before thrusting forward with a forceful motion that made their bodies collide with a resounding smack.
