Chapter 53: Marshal Chu, help me!
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
Heinrich stumbled and fell, landing on his knees by the fishtail and bracing himself with his hands on Lin Xu’s side to keep from going completely down. The cap fell into the crumpled pile of uniforms, rolling around a few times before finally coming to a stop.
After Heinrich’s eyes followed his cap to a stop, Lin Xu’s hands climbed onto his shoulders. Lin Xu murmured and rolled over, going from lying on his side to lying on his back, his white shirt was just a vague cover, unbuttoned, and the hem was all soaked…
He tugged on the epaulets of Heinrich’s uniform, three cold stars pressed against his damp, hot palms, the neat, straight uniform wrinkled by the force, Lin Xu whispered, “Heinrich…”
The pure black mermaid scales glowed metallic and vapor in the light, curving up and rubbing against Heinrich’s knee, the tip of his tail curling up softly, wrapping around Marshal Chu’s still leather-booted leg, tightening in a circle.
The liquid stayed on the outside of the waterproof military pants, not very hot, and soon became cold at room temperature, clinging to his muscles like ice. Lin Xu had built himself a nest, and he was… Lin Xu’s half-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks say it all to Heinrich, whose breaths were long, but ragged, and even his fishtail rose and fell with them.
“Lin Xu… Is estrus normal during pregnancy? Do you need to go for a checkup?”
Stupid… Lin Xu’s tail fin whipped Heinrich’s ankle, hissing and scraping the surface of his leather boot.
“It’s not estrus, I just…”
Lin Xu’s sanity was still there, he knew what he was doing, desire just forced him to make sure he finished this today. It was too much to stay alone, surrounded by the silence of an infinite universe, facing infinity, while he lived in the present, with only small and decaying desires.
The accelerated circulation of blood and sentiment at the end of the fishtail made him frown and grunt softly, the unrelieved emotion turned into a torment that clouded Lin Xu’s gray eyes with another layer of mist, the sea of foggy eyes gazing at Heinrich, a little reddened and trembling, like aggression.
“Marshal Chu, don’t look at me.”
Only Heinrich himself knew that the reaction in his body was not at all small, but the words made him freeze, he did not know why Lin Xu called him Marshal Chu with his surname and honorific, nor why he was not allowed to look at him, but only silently and obediently ready to turn his head. Then he heard Lin Xu continue. “You hold me, please.”
Lin Xu was lying on his back, one hand holding the brass star on Heinrich’s shoulder patch tightly in his palm, his fingers curled around the side of his face round and smooth, no sharp nails showing.
The shirt was open, exposing a soft, fragile abdomen, slightly raised where the mermaid’s egg was conceived, tiny curved veins visible, skin glowing white and flushed with heat. His neck was right next to Heinrich’s hand, slender and beautiful enough to be wrapped in one hand.
He thought of the Cacamorra Plains on the planet Endymion, where the grass was as blue as the fields before the evening storm, the wind would blow backwards and tangle, and the dark, gray-blue clouds would lower their bodies, bringing a heavy rain that would soak the entire meadow.
Lin Xu resembled a plant blown by the wind and rain under the sky, clearly glowing with heat, yet looking damp and cold, confused and fragile, putting himself in front of Heinrich completely unguarded, like an invitation and a whisper, ‘I’m in your hands, you can do whatever you want.’
His eyes burned, his eyelashes fluttered, and a tear rolled out of his dry eye. The next moment, a finger with a coarse callous crossed his temple, wiping away the teardrop steamed by the heat.
Heinrich lay down on his side and reached out to embrace Lin Xu, who was swept up in his arms and pressed against him so tightly that he could hear the sound of breathing in Heinrich’s chest.
The sheltering nest Lin Xu had built for himself was soft, and the vetiver scent and sweet fragrance of the nest were intertwined smoothly. Heinrich’s embrace was softer than his nest, radiating a gentle heat that fit snugly against the backs of Lin Xu’s thin, slender shoulders as he held him.
Lin Xu hooked his fishtail around Heinrich’s leather boot and slid it slowly, wrapping it bit by bit around one of Heinrich’s legs before letting the tail part in.
“Lin Xu.” Heinrich noticed.
But Lin Xu didn’t have the slightest intention of stopping, the secondary growth of scales rubbing against the industrial man-made fibrous fabric, strangely smooth. Heinrich held Lin Xu’s tail down before anything crossed the line.
“Heinrich!” Lin Xu trailed off, his voice full of moisture and stickiness as he twisted his tail in discontent.
“Don’t move. Don’t move.” Heinrich spoke slowly, as if to appease.
But Lin Xu knew Heinrich wasn’t calm, that Heinrich’s blocking just now hadn’t contained him at all, that the soft, sensitive epidermis beneath the hard scales of the fish’s tail had touched what Lin Xu wanted.
Heinrich lifted the fishtail out as Lin Xu tried again, staining his hand with water, and his clothes, too, in a messy heap. Lin Xu buried his head in Heinrich’s arms and got angry, his moods were extraordinarily up and down lately because of his physiology, and after a while he got angry and cried directly at Heinrich.
He grabbed the front of Heinrich’s lapel and sucked in his breath. Heinrich had never seen Lin Xu cry before, so he was scrambling to dry his tears, when suddenly Lin Xu raised his head and bit Heinrich’s finger.
Both of them stopped moving, only Lin Xu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of his tongue slid across Heinrich’s rough fingers. Electricity ran down the contact into the bloodstream.
Lin Xu’s face was red from tears, and for a moment he looked at Heinrich in silence, looking resigned, puzzled and uncomfortable. The storm poured over the Cacamorra Plains, the clouds rolling in and out. When he groped for Heinrich’s other hand, Heinrich didn’t pull it away.
Lin Xu pressed his eyelashes down, moisture floating between them, dark hair hanging in chaotic tangles around his shoulders. He grasped Heinrich’s hand, and as he opened his scales to him, his teeth fell to nip at Heinrich’s index finger, crushing it gently, then said vaguely, “Marshal Chu, help me.”
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After a burst of excitement and shuddering ended, Lin Xu gasped for a moment of quiet and soon became sleepy.
The sheets pressed by the dark fish’s tail were completely soaked. After the intense, electric spasms of the previous curl had stirred the sheets into a ring of folds, the taut tip of the tail had even cut through the fabric, and Heinrich’s fingers were twisted to death.
Now the tail fins gently tapping the edge of the bed, slow and soft, translucent ink tail like an undulating cloud, lazy and insatiable not willing to move. As for Heinrich, it has not dissipated or even intensified? After venting, Lin Xu’s mind was groggy and he didn’t want to care about anything with his eyes closed.
“Shall I carry you to the bathroom?”
“Yeah.” Lin Xu grunted softly and leaned against Heinrich’s shoulder. Heinrich wanted to pick him up, but when he raised his hand, it was cold and sticky. He pursed his lips and twisted his fingers, got up and pulled a tissue to wipe it off before coming over to pick up Lin Xu.
When he walked into the bathroom, he didn’t turn on the quick clean mode, but put water in the bathtub and put Lin Xu into the warm water.
Lin Xu leaned back against the tub with his eyes closed while Heinrich set him down and returned to the sink, looking at his hands in front of the mirror for a moment. After drying his hands, there were actually some white marks left behind, dry and taut. Heinrich’s eyes darkened, the previous sight, sound, touch and smell still lingered in his mind for a long time.
–The flesh and blood that was covered by the scales was actually very thin, and the finger pressed upward could see the scales flip over the raised traces.
If… He could also see the undulations back and forth.
Heinrich closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened the faucet and immediately washed his hands clean of water stains, but the sweetness always followed him and would not fade by half.
Looking up, Heinrich himself was reflected in the mirror, his silver hair already loose on his forehead, sticky with sweat. Lin Xu hadn’t stripped his uniform off and it was still buttoned with the top brass button.
But the material was already messy, especially his right arm, the shoulder sewing joints piled with creases, the cuffs pulled up to reveal strong, powerful little arms and hands, the smooth lines of muscle rippling deep. Lin Xu would gasp and call him by his first name, sometimes Heinrich, sometimes Marshal Chu. The fabric of his military pants was even more taut. He was as trapped as a beast.
Heinrich scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, trying to calm the heat. But he… He’s not quite like normal people, and Heinrich wondered if Lin Xu could take it.
Clatter-
He rushed back to the bathroom and found Lin Xu sliding into the tub, his black hair floating in the water like seaweed. Heinrich leaned down to pick Lin Xu up, but suddenly remembered that Lin Xu was a mermaid – and mermaids don’t drown.
He half-kneeled at the edge of the bathtub, not caring that the foam and overflowing water had soiled his clothes, and moved closer to the water.
In the swaying refraction of the water, bubbles floated between Lin Xu’s mouth and nose as he breathed, his lips and cheeks flushed with satisfaction, and Heinrich reached out with his right hand and touched Lin Xu’s lower lip through the water. Lin Xu unconsciously bit his finger.
Heinrich followed his movements and pressed. His lips were soft, too, but soft as feathers, without any of the toughness of the previous compressions.
Heinrich cleaned Lin Xu’s tail again, inside and out, which was actually a little dry with just water, but soon became easier.
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After settling the sleeping Lin Xu, Heinrich cleaned up his uniform and retrieved the hat that had rolled into the pile of Lin Xu’s collected uniforms.
After walking out of the room, Heinrich put his military cap back on to hold down his silver hair, checked that all the creases had been smoothed out, and returned to his usual ascetic coolness as he turned to go to Zhou Pingbo’s lab.
Zhou Pingbo, who was standing behind the lab table handling Zerg outer armor, looked up the moment Heinrich walked in and told him to stand in the doorway and talk, not to come over.
Some Zerg outer armor emitted bacteria or radiation, so Heinrich did not suspect anything as stopped and told Zhou Pingbo that Lin Xu was still sleeping and the inspection was pushed back a day.
Zhou Pingbo pushed up his goggles and looked at Heinrich from a distance with a complicated look on his face, repeatedly wanting to say something before finally speaking, “Don’t torment him too much.”
Heinrich, “?”
Zhou Pingbo continued, “Don’t play dumb with me, your pheromone is making me faint. Generally speaking, rising desire during pregnancy is common. It’s not something you can’t do as long as the situation is stable, but for safety, it’s better to restrain yourself. There is also the fact that some fish fertilize their eggs after they mature, and I don’t know how the mermaid situation is. Although your genetic chain is not necessarily right, but you … Think about it yourselves and take care of safety measures.” Zhou Pingbo, still afraid of Heinrich’s lack of common sense, added, “Condoms can be taken for free, there’s an intelligent machine that distributes them.”
“I don’t need one.” Heinrich pursed his lips. Zhou Pingbo gave him a side-eye, the dang Marshal, also dared to do whatever.
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Because of JJWXC, I can’t write the scenes I want and there is always something more unsaid.
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