Chapter 143 Osmotic Explosion

• His fingers clutched desperately at the scale-coated chest and pulled harder, pressing his own tongue into Tide's mouth, feeling the hot breath against his lips. He kissed him hungrily and greedily, desperate for more. He was kissing a god he couldn't get enough of and he wasn't letting him go, not now. Not ever. Tide wanted nothing else than to take him to bed, consume him, swallow him up as if he were the greatest delicacy in all the worlds, and devour every inch of him until he was all eaten away. Tide groaned when Alexander's moans broke the quietness of the night once again, the sounds he made drove him insane, like a restless seahorse Tide wanted to have him, so badly it provoked a thought and while Alexander remained carried away by his strong kisses Tide moved him away from the Island and into the sea, a ball of glass and water enclosed them and when Alexander felt his back touch the softest sheets he's ever laid on, his eyes snapped open and he looked around him, realising now that instead of standing as they were he was lying on a bed so soft yet so firm, surrounded by water-like forcefield of some sort, different colored fishes, great and small swam around the globe and Tide leaned into his neck and nipped on the soft skin with razor-like teeths, and Alexander forgot the beauty he was surrounded by, his conscience mixing with Tide's and when he looked into his eyes and saw Matthew staring back, he jerked, back arched off the bed in a most sinful pose and Tide ripped his clothing into shreds, settling between trembling yet parted thighs, he met Alexander's lips and kissed him so feverishly Alexander's body burned from their flames.
• But it still didn't feel like enough, not even close.
• "More..." Alexander mumbled, moaning lustfully.