Hell no! (kissing a man was bad enough)

"Yes it is beautiful." You say in a strangled voice. Fighting mentally against the task that is ahead of you. You feel like you're being **** into doing this, especially with your head locked between the Neckts thighs.

The thought suddenly makes something in your mind click and all of a sudden you feel yourself being drawn back to the reality of the situation.

The Nekt has never been known to be a benevolent creature. It is just toying with you now. As soon as it is done being pleasured by you, it will cast you down to the bottom of the lake, probably just like it had done all of its other victims.

You let go of it's waist with your right hand and pull it discreetly under water. Your left hand trails down to it's buttocks and you give one of it's pert globes a firm squeeze.

"Ah~!" cries the Nekt sensually and your cock twitches in response. You curse your member inwardly for encouraging your deviant thoughts.

Your right hand palms the pommel of your sword beneath the water just as your fingers pull on the butt cheek rot reveal the cleft of it's ass, and you breathing grows laboured as your body prepares itself for what it's about to do.

The pink ring of muscles winks obscenely at you and the Nekt pants audibly with eagerness.

In one move you lunge upwards, your fingers sliding down the cleft of the flawless ass, past the anus and perineum where your fingers scrabble for the scrotum. At the same time you begin to pull out your sword as fast as you can, although are hampered somewhat by the water's resistance.

The Nekt senses somethings off and immediately it's thighs clam even more tightly around your head and pulls you down into the water.

Prepared for this you had taken a big breath in advance and continue to lash out with your sword.

Beyond the noice of water rushing by your ears you hear an inhuman shriek and the legs release their hold on you. However, you are literally holding the Nekt by its balls, preventing it from getting away from you as you swing at it again with your sword.

The Nekt kicks you powerfully in the face and you let go of its private part and are sent summersaulting head over heal through the water. In spite of being dazed and disoriented you do your best to remember to keep your grip on the swords hilt firm and your sword arm steady. It would neither do to lose your sword or to cut yourself accidentally in a place like this.

You open your eyes, not afraid to catch an infection in the water since the it had been purified by the Nekt. You catch sight of it lunging towards you a malevolent expression in it's green eyes. Golden hair streaming behind it and catching the light filtering from the waters surface. It is still beautiful, but in a way that a snarling leaped is beautiful.

You stab your sword at the lethal beauty and it retreats instantly, grasping a hand at a gash on its arm. You notice that a white stream of something is leaving its cut. And you think that not even it's blood is a human colour.

You let out a few bubbles from your mouth and follow them back towards the waters surface. Eyeing the praying Nekt all the while and keeping it at sword point.

As soon as your head breaks the surface you take a deep breath. No sooner have you taken it, however, then you feel grip on your ankle and your are yanked down with a great ****.

You stab downward instinctively with your sword, missing your own bare foot by a hair and raising the Nekt's pale nukes and arm.

It lets go immediately and like a fish darts away in a highly unnatural manner.

You break surface again, snatching a breath before putting your head back back in the water and spy the nekt.

Hair swirling about its body its arms crossed in an attempt to stem the blood from its wounds, it looks up at you. The strange white blood dissipates in the water around it and creates the illusion of a halo of light against the black abyss of the lake.

It is truly a beautiful creature, but you only feel chills going up your spine, because its green eyes are filled with a venomous hatred.

You lift your head to take another breath only to plunge it dow again. All the while kicking with your feet and paddling with your free arm to get away. Where exactly youre going you don't really care. Even if you end up going back to where you've started, squirmies and toothless leeches are much better than the monster you're swimming away from.

You keep your sword pointed in the Nekt's direction. Fortunately, even though it follows you with its sharp gaze, it doesn't move to close the growing distance between you. As soon as you notice the waters visibility diminishing you hurriedly stop trying to spy the Nekt below the water's surface.

You didn't want to lose your eyesight on account of a nasty infection. In spite of being in polluted waters again you feel much safer since the Nekt was probably even more so **** to the polluted waters than you were.

Finally letting a sigh of relief escape your lips you reflect back on what just happened. You feel you made all the right choices. The nekt had shed its guise of an innocent youth and shown it's true colour of a predator.

With it's speed and strength under water where you would have been hampered by the water resistance, you would have had almost no chance of hitting it if it hand't been in that **** position I the first place.

With another chill your realise that if it had been dark and the visibility under the water had been poor, you would have had virtually no chance of coming out of the water alive.

Feeling like you had had quite enough of water for one day you look around you for any landmarks where you may have a chance to rest as well as recover from you recent scares.