This was Rand's first attempt to invade and control so many creatures at the same time.
A deep, slow voice overflowed from his mouth, and to human ears, his voice sounded somewhat similar to a whale song, very long and ethereal, but in the state in front of him, his voice There is an indescribable mystery in it. The torrent of countless information gathered in his mind, and for a brief moment, Rand couldn't even feel himself—he became a more fragmented, numerous "other" thing.
He is so omnipresent, he has teeth, claws, a tough body...
Because there are too many creatures invading at the same time, it is difficult for Rand to fully control the actions of those children. Their current actions are not so much accepting Rand's manipulation, but more similar to the spontaneous occurrence under the guidance of collective will. sexuality.
It's like some fish will return to freshwater areas for mating and reproduction, like the long collective migration of lemmings...
Sirens' behavior has nothing to do with reason or thinking, but an instinct.
Rand hoped that the power supplies would fail, so that even shattering bones would do for him.
"rustle-"
Among the biological wastes of Siren, mice are the most numerous, and because of this, when a large group of them was excited, their tiny claws rubbed against the metal floor and walls, and a noise resounded in the corridor. The imprisoned doors and walls made of hard polymer materials gradually changed their appearance under the wriggling white flesh - as if they were corroded, mottled flaws began to appear on the smooth surface, which were countless Siren creatures. The garbage is biting and scratching one after another, and the final result is left.
And several researchers who had injected siren stock became the focus of Rand's manipulation, and he let them disengage the mechanical alarm system, preventing most siren subjects from being programmed in the early days of the commotion. Laser weapons cut into pieces.
With little effort, Rand let the group of kids break the cable.
The entire laboratory suddenly fell into darkness—
The Poseidons raised their weapons in an instant, and in the thick and unlucky darkness, Rand's pupils were like blood, flashing with a ghostly light.
Outside the wall, even a special force composed of humans like Poseidon could hear the terrifying sound.
Numerous siren subjects were rushing towards them, and the background sound was vague screams, alarms and caution reports from a distance.
The muscles on Poseidon's captain's face tensed, and almost at the same moment when the power went out, he roared at his teammates.
"Fire!"
…
"boom-"
"boom-"
"boom-"
…
The sound of glass shattering came from behind Rand.
Some bullets hit him, leaving hot, painful bullet holes in his body. But Rand didn't even frown, yes, those bullets pierced him - but after a few seconds, red granulation tissue grew, they plugged Rand's wound, and then slowly followed the original Flesh tissue grew together—in a very short time, the wound on Rand's body was completely "healed".
However, although he did not receive much physical damage, Rand took two steps back during this intense attack.
He hit the impact-resistant glass, which was completely shattered, and fell toward the observation room. At the same time as he fell, the warhead "squeezed" out of his body by the new muscles fell to the ground first...
At the moment of the fall, for Rand, time seemed to be slowed down infinitely.
In the dark he saw the members of Poseidon's army, who rushed over and stood at the window and continued to shoot down.
He saw shards of glass splintered around him like jewels.
He saw the long hair that fluttered from the corners of his eyes... It was his own. During the time he was in captivity, his hair grew again, and his hair was black before... Now it is a kind of almost transparent White, in mid-air, they trembled slightly, as if they had their own consciousness.
Then, he fell directly into a cold, sticky embrace.
The smell of chemicals and siren blood remained on the surface of the opponent's body.
And at the moment of contact with Rand, the other's arm was like an iron hoop, clasping his body in his embrace.
(Rand… )
Something wet touched Rand's earlobe.
(Munster… )
Rand's lips moved slightly, and the word "Munster" naturally slipped out of the corner of his mouth.
After hearing Rand's cry, Munster's arms tightened even tighter - it was almost as if he wanted to press Rand directly into his chest, merging with him, and never again. Separation and pain...
"I am here."
Rand said, reaching out and touching Munster's face lightly, who squinted happily in the dark.
Rand didn't realize that the moment his "hair" touched Munster, it spontaneously spiraled into the other's hair.
The two exchange pheromones with each other unconsciously, and determine their relationship by rubbing. Munster's embrace was so tight that a normal human could almost be shocked, but Rand felt indescribable because of it... He didn't know how to describe that feeling.
Peace of mind? calm? Happiness...or a mixture of these positive emotions. In short, after coming into contact with Munster, Rand's previously anxious mood has calmed down. Although in their ears, bullets formed a dense attack network in the dark like raindrops, but neither Rand nor Munster cared.
The resonance between the partners keeps them both in a mysterious passion, even if the two creatures don't even know that they have formed the strongest, spiritual and physical bond between them. The hormone exploded its power the moment they touched.
It was such a dangerous and urgent scene, but Munster could clearly smell the fragrant rose fragrance from the smoke of gunpowder, which was as viscous as honey.
"My... my Rand..."
A groaning of sexual excitement came from its throat.
The body seemed to have used its willpower, and Munster stuck out his tongue and licked Rand's bare neck and face.
That honey-like aroma has become more intense...
After Rand felt the wet tongue, his body was out of control for a moment. His muscles were stiff and his back was cold, showing a completely different reaction from the strong pheromone released by his brain. He didn't understand why he was so resistant to such intimacy, but after a while, the animal instincts that flooded his mind forced him to respond to Munster involuntarily.
Under the continuous, deafening sound of bullets, wrapped in rich blood, Rand's tongue tentatively hooked the fork on Munster's mouthpart.
An unusually obvious explosion of intense happiness and joy erupted from Munster's body in an instant... That kind of intense emotional fragmentation didn't even require Rand to take the initiative to absorb it, it infiltrated into his spirit. middle. Rand felt that light and airy excitement as if he were in bliss.
Munster kissed Rand somewhat rudely, although he was still weak from the blood, now you can hardly see any shadow of weakness from this monster - if there is light here, you will find His caudal fins and pectoral fins were completely open like a fan, and showed a bright rainbow color that was too conspicuous to look at.
The mere touch of Rand's soft, wet tongue, the indescribable happiness and joy, washed Munster's sanity away like a flood. His world, his soul, his everything hit the kiss, and it sank without any burden until Rand bit his lip lightly with his teeth.
Yep, even the sting on the lips made it swoon.
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Rand hit a jerk...
He tore Munster from himself, and let out a long gasp.
God, what the hell is he doing...
Rand heard a voice in his heart sternly accusing him. Yes, Rand was kissing a monster, but the accusing voice was unexpectedly weak. As if something was broken in his head, Rand knew it was immoral, or rather, ugly, but there was another emotion in him, he just wanted to be with Munster. together, and kissing is no big deal...