Cry, and accept your fate (The Nekt tries to comfort you)

Your eyes begin to sting. You'd barely started your adventure but you were about to die just after you'd be **** in the ass by the, most beautiful thing you'd ever seen.

You're life had been shitty to begin with, it really shouldn't be unexpected that you should die a shitty **** as well. Perhaps you could find comfort that it ended at the hands of a mythical creature rather than in a smelly gutter somewhere just like your father. You think bitterly to yourself.

A tear runs down your chin and merges with the lake water.

The Nekt stiffens on your back but you don't pay it any attention as you are suddenly taken by the idea to accept your fate before your backdoor welcomed a burglar.

Perhaps if you stopped swimming you'd sink far enough that you'd be too exhausted to fight your way to the surface when the need for oxygen awoke your survival instinct.

You take your final breath, then breath it out and relax. This time the water around you felt like a gentle embrace as you sunk down. You watched the dark abyss seemingly rise up and begin to swallow you. The nekt let go of you as you continued to sink. You see it's pale form glide fairylike around you. Its movements effertless and you think that at least you had been able to behold such a beautiful, powerful creature in it's natural environment.

It descended below you the faint light of the surface catching its long swirling hair.

It turned to face you looking up at your shadowed face. Watery green eyes just as striking and pure as when you'd first seen them.

You blink confusedly at you. You begin to feel light headed and your lungs are beginning to complain, but you remain relaxed and let yourself continue to drift downwards.

You finally can't stop yourself from thrashing for air, but you try to limit your movements clenching them around yourself. But as you're need for air becmomes ever more urgent, you suddenly want to live.

Yes your life had been a crapy one, but you suddenly realised all the small pleasures you'd enjoyed. The taste of bread. The heat of a fire. The sweat taste of oxygen in the air.

You still wanted to live. You had thought that you wanted to be an adventurer. That danger would bring a spark of delight to you life that had been missing. But this venture in the Cesspond had showed you how unfit you were for this life. You'd struggled tooth and nail for your survival against small fry and the moment you'd met something formidable you'd been scared during every moment of the encounter.

You clawed for the surface desperately. Perhaps you were crying but no one would but the lake itself would ever know.

The Nekts watery green eyes are fixed on your struggling form from below. A Delia furrow marks it's brow, before it smoothes out and the naked creature lifts its arms towards the surface.

Bubbles of air begin to stream downwards from the water's surface.

In your desperation you don't take notice of this at first. But as they begin to collect around your face one after the other joining to become an breater bubble. You can't help yourself but to gasp in the sweet air which is found within.

You flounder then in the water. Your mind not yet clear on what you want to do or what is happening.

Bubbles continue to stream from the surface down and soon enough the bubble which had once only enveloped your face had enveloped your torso at which point your body seems to be sucked into the air bubble by an unknown ****. The Bubble expands and and you suddenly find yourself curled up, and completely dry within the air bubble.

You hear in oxygen, and confusedly push against the membrane separating you from the water.

The membrane simply morphs with your own struggling limbs and may swell have been impenetrable to you.

You give up on your struggles and tuck your feet in close to your sides and hug your knees trying to ground yourself in the strange situation you find yourself in.

At his point the only thing you have to your name is your tunic which, just like yourself is dry and offers you a little bit of comfort. Above you is a bluish green light of the surface. A steady stream of bubbles trickle down to beed in to your bubble, but you notice that there are other bubbles rising to the surface swell. Exchanging the air in your circular watery prison for new ones.

You look down and a shiver runs down you as you slowly see the Nekt rise from the abyss like a siren wraith. You belatedly realise that this is all of it's doing and you feel a lump of conflicted feelings settle in your throat.

You'd wanted to die on your own terms but then realised that you didn't really. You wanted to live. And now you were alive, but you were even more so at the mercy of the Nekt.

In this impenetrable bubble it could pull you down to even further deapths from which you could never leave alive from, even if you had lungs full of air to fuel your swim for the surface.

Even more terrifyingly. It could simply stop the flow of fresh air to your bubble and you would eventually suffocate. You were completely at its mercy.

The Nekt floats around you its long hair curling around its slender form and caressing it's thighs. Its delicate penis floting gently in the water's currents. Its watery green gaze fixed on you, looking a bit pensive and you think that it is surely thinking about how it could torment you next.

Finally it closes in on your bubble from above your its head penetrates the pueblo first. Just like you as it entered its skin and hair dried completely. Nexts were its shoulders and flat chest. It's cute pink nipples just above your head.

You shied away from it instinctively as it reached down towards you with its beautiful hands.

It's delicate fingers tough you on your temples first then slide to your cheekbones where they slide to caress you gently under the yes.

The Nekt upside down descends to be eye level with you. It soulful eyes seem to be capable of seeing through to your innermost insecurities and it opens its delicate petal pink lips.

"Sorry." Its voice is breathy and small. Your face slackens with surprise. "I just wanted to play."

You swallow before answering bitterly.

"Is it fun when someone plays with your life?"

It looks into your eyes for a few long moments and you think that it looks sad, reminded of that haunting money melody you'd first heard when you'd been drawn to it.

"No" is responds in a whisper. Then it's hands continue to slide feather light down your face. It continues to descend and it brushes it's lips with yours in a first initially delicate kiss.

The sensations zips through from your lips through your body in a sensual anticipation and you feel yourself relax, almost inspire of your self. Your legs stretching out and your lips letting themselves mould against the Nekt's firm lips. It gently nips at your lower lip then lets it slide from its mouth.

Above you it's entire torso hangs into the bubble and it descend and inch more revealing the curve of its ass. It's silken hair falls free of the bubbles membrane and falls as gravity would dictated down and onto your groin where the locks caress your cock which is obscenely still hard.

You offer up a soft moan and you feel the Nekt smile against your lips before descending even further.

It scatters soft kisses down your chin and neck. You tilt your head back a bit surprised by it's gentleness, somewhere inside you you that that this was maybe just a new game it wanted to play with you, but a larger part of yourself thought that it's apology had been sincere.

Maybe it hadn't realised just how terrifying its teasing had been to you. Or it had been to caught up on its vengeance against humans to remember you had never been among its tormentors.

You see it's soft penis and testicles hang down, having entered the through the bubbles membrane.

Though thought struck you that it looked cute, and you feel yourself blush. You'd never had these sorts of thoughts about a male before until you met the nekt.

The Nekt continues to cater kisses down your front. Over your clavicle which peeks out from your v-shape tunic's neck.

It's slender arms reach down to the hem of your tunic and roles it up until your muscular breast is bared where upon it focuses it's attention on one of your dusky nipples.

You moan like the virgin you are from the unfamiliar pleasure of having your nipples stimulated. Your hands come reflexively to support the youthful body which seems entirely suspended by its thighs through the membrane.

Your tanned hands seem large on the slim pale torso of the nekt and you can't help put caress it's sides appreciatively.

The Nekt's hands come to rest over your own as it mouths it's way over to your other nipple.

You flinch thinking you may have done something wrong, but the creatures hand, so small in comparison to your own, tightens with unexpected strength and pushes your hands to it's own flat chest.

You get the hint and your cheeks colour, feeling the wet warms envelope your other nipple and your own fingers pinching the delectable looking red cherries before you.

The Nekt moans against your nipple and it draws out a soft gasp from you in return.

The Nekt continues to suck expertly on your nipples. It's hand had left your own and reined to your chest where they massaged your nice pecs.

Meanwhile you have begun to relax and gently pinch, twist and pull its own pink nubs. Stray throughs begin to enter your mind and you wonder what it would be like to taste them. You lean down and gently take one of its nipples in its mouth. pinching it between your lips

The Nekt moans loudly and arches its back baring its chest against your mouth. Encouraged by its reaction you try to suck. Unskilled as you are you end up being quite sloppy and wet smacks echo through the bubble.

Oddly enough. The sounds seems to arouse you and a hot flush covers your chest and neck, rendering your nipples even more sensitive.

The blood rushing to your head and makes you brave and you gently catch hold of the red nub with your teeth.

The nekt moans agains. However, it does not linger any further on your own pectorals and begins descending further. Lavishing kisses down your toned abs and tugging it's nipple free from between your teeth in the process.

Strangely enough, the kissing down your abdomen makes you become even more flustered and your hands run upper the Nekts straight waist and hips. You stare at its small penis which has become flushed and erect.

One of your hands seem to move on their own and you caress the back of your finer down the pretty cock.

You feel the Nekt tenses and you flinch away. Your head begins to cool as you realised what you'd just down. A bit afraid that you'd done something wrong.

Your eyes meets the nets that is hanging upside down. It's long hair is pooling around your erect dick.

You look away. Face flushed and heart beating fast.

Suddenly the Nekt twist around the movement originating from it's thighs that are sticking in from the bubble's membrane above your. It's legs part and slide down the bubble to hook over your shoulders. Its knees disappearing into the bubbles wall behind you.

With the back of its slender thighs now resting against your torso it sits up, the ends of its hairs tickling your cock in a highly distracting manner.

It caresses it's own cock languidly with one hand the other one rising to run a trail of fire over your lower lip.

"Are you a virgin?" It asks with a breathy voice. A mischievous glint in its eyes.