The Nekt frees your aching dick

The nekt suddenly grins at your reaction. Or maybe it was just baring it's pristine perfect teeth.

Either way you had a bad apprehension and jerk in the water, but remain floating on your back by grace of the nekt's thighs that straddle your thighs and **** them to remain afloat with the same logic defying mechanics that it seemed to use when moving in water.

You are somehow lost for words and you think briefly back that naughty thought that you had had when you'd first realised what it was.

The Nekt doesn't remove it's glittering green eyes from yours as it's delicate fingers unlace your leather pants nimbly.

You blush as your throbbing cock flops out from your pants and smacks wetly against your armour with a muffled thump.

A few silent moments pass as the youth's gaze lingers on your penis before it lifts its watery green eyes to gaze in to yours. For a moment you are struck by how beautiful its golden hair frames its face and shoulders and slim waist artfully.

Then you remember the danger you're in and your speculations that this Next may have been treated as a sex toy for decades.

You gulp.

"Um, that's um... that doesn't mean anything. I... I... got bit by some Toothles leeches and it's their venom that's making me become like..." You blush even deeper with embarrassment, "this...." You trail off, but stare anxiously at the Nekt's inscrutable gaze.

You feel a light touch which zips through your cock and up your spine. Gasping you jerk in the water at the same time as your dick, but the Nets smooth thighs tighten on your own from where it straddles you, and you stay anchored to the waters surface by your hips.

The Nekt's face is no longer blank, it's beautiful facial features are pulled into a hungry, cruel sneer.

You have a sinking feeling in your belly. You could continue to let it do what it wanted. Maybe you could even fulfil those dark desires that had woken in you when you saw it for the first time.

But perhaps you'd be safer if you continued trying to convince it you weren't the same sort of person that had likely abused it in its likely former captivity.