~Tracey~
I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I wanted to tell him, even though I feared what he might say. I mean, he’s an alien. I’m a human. This might not work out in the way that I imagined. I began to take a deep breath, fearing what might come next.
“I know this is kind of sudden, and I don’t want to scare you away, but I need to make something clear,” I told him.
“What?” he asked.
I paused. I mean, I could tell he seemed concerned. But I didn’t want to hold onto these feelings for much longer. After all, I knew what I felt was real, and that this would only bother me even more.
“It’s about us. I mean, I want to be the first one to say that I’m not going to leave you because of this. We all have our pasts. I was a young artist. Raised by hippies that grew up in the boonies. I came here to the city to produce art, to start a new life. I haven’t had it easy either. The fact that I can do commissions now and get work is nice, but it’s never been simple. I want you to know that… I’m here for you,” I told him.
He looked at me with sudden shock. “Thank you, Tracey.”
“I’m serious, Jives. I care a lot. I know that it took a lot of courage to admit that to me, and I don’t want you to run away. I don’t want you to be scared. I want you to feel comfortable around me.”
He looked at me, immediately stiffening. “I don’t like crying. At all,” he admitted.
“Well, I get that. I know it’s not easy to show your feelings. You’ve held that back for a long time. But, I’m serious, Jives. If you need someone that can listen to you, someone that will humor you and allow your walls to come down, I hope that it can be me,” I said.
He looked deep into my eyes, seeing the honesty there. “Thank you. I will try.”
I wanted to tell him the words that I wanted to say, the ones that sat there at the back of my throat. “And… there is something else that I want to say to you. You might not like it, but I’d rather be honest with you now, than hold it back anymore and assume that you’ll tell me the words I want to hear. I want to be the one to say them… to tell you the truth, what I think we both need to hear,” I finally stated.
He looked at me, and I flushed. I’d been holding back these feelings, ever since the incident with Brad. I thought that I would be fine with just merely being friends, but with the way that my heart beats whenever I see him, the way Jives looks at me, I know that I couldn’t do this anymore.
“I can’t be just friends anymore, Jives. I thought that this would work, but I think about you a lot. I paint you, and… I know that you think I’m just some lowly human, but I’m serious about the way that I feel. I don’t want to be just friends. I… I want something more. But I don’t know if it’ll work. Since you’ve never expressed interest in that,” I told him.
I had to admit, I was taking one hell of a risk with this. I mean, we did have a close friendship, but I didn’t even know what it might turn into later on. He looked at me, worried about this, and then he sighed.
“I guess the feeling is mutual then,” he said.
I looked surprised. Wait, he felt the same way?
“Are you sure?” I asked him.
“Yes. I’m sure,” he replied.
I was too shocked for words. I didn’t even know what to do about all of this, or even what to say. I began to shiver, feeling worried about this man.
“What should we do now?”
“I want to respond to what you just told me. The truth is, Tracey… I think I’m feeling that emotion that humans call love. That stupid thing that Remi kept telling me when he was here. I never knew what it was like, and upon hearing you say that you wanted to be more than friends I… I kind of feel the same way,” he told me.
I blushed. I did want this. “So you’re sure. You want this too, right?” I asked.
“Yes. I want to try. I want to try to be lovers. I might not be the best person for you, and I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I’ll see if I can make you happy. Because… you’re the first person who’s truly seen my walls come down. I’ve always been hard at work, in control of everything, because I had to be. I had to do this for myself, to escape the past. But now, now that I have you… I feel calm,” he replied.
I leaned in, looking at him. He seemed slightly nervous, but then, I touched his shoulder.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about me going anywhere. We can solve all of these messes together,” I replied.
Before he knew it, I pushed my lips against his own. The two of us kissed. He soon took over, pushing me into the couch, kissing me with a force that surprised even me. Why was he so strong, so good at this? I thought that he didn’t have experience in this type of thing.
After a moment or so, as if he read my mind, he pulled away, grinning sheepishly. “I’ve mated with a few people before, to blow off steam. So I know what to do here,” he explained.
I felt slightly relieved by that. I didn’t want to be the one leading this.
“Good. I’m glad,” I simply said.
He seemed just as ready for this as I was. He pressed his lips to my own, kissing them with a passion and need that I never expected. The two of us stayed like that, making out on the couch. In a sense, he seemed to be holding back slightly, probably because he wanted to make sure I wanted this. But, when I opened my mouth, it gave him a chance to slip his tongue in, and he knew he could continue. He started to mingle it with my own, causing me to let out a shiver of delight. He was forceful, but also gentle, like he knew I wanted it a bit rougher, but also minded the way that I felt as well. After he finished that he pulled away, grasping me and putting me on the desk.
“What are you—”
He then pushed my jacket off my body, resting it on the desk. I felt his hands ghost up to my shirt, tugging at the confines of it, and soon, he pulled it straight off my body. I shivered, feeling his hands ghost against my sides. He then pulled back, looking at me with a serious glance.
“I want to show you something later on, but I need you to promise that you won’t freak out and run away,” he said.
I nodded. I didn’t want to. My body was already hot with desire, need, and so much more. “You’ll have to do a lot to make me go away,” I said with a breathy sigh.
He grinned. “Good. Because I know you’ll enjoy it,” he said in my ear.
The tenseness of this, the way that he said those words, all of this was turning me on, making me groan out loud with a desire that only grew stronger with time. He began to press his lips down my neck, biting and sucking on it, and soon I shivered, crying out as he did this. I didn’t want it to end. I was already feeling the sensitivity of this.
He was passionate, but he also was dominant and knew what he wanted. I could feel his cock against the apex of my thighs, rubbing it as he latched his lips to my shoulder, kissing and sucking on the flesh there, making me moan with desire and need. He began to press his lips further down my body, causing me to tense up, to shiver and cry out loud, and soon he lightly touched the tip of my breasts with his lips, lightly skirting around it and making me shiver with delight. I began to feel a bit tense, unsure of what he planned next. His lips were just barely touching my body, but it was enough to set me on fire. He then moved towards the inner parts of my breasts, touching and teasing them.
He waited a minute, skirting his hands to the back of my bra, pulling it off of my body. I shivered, realizing that his hands were against them, touching the naked orbs with the pads of his fingers. I cried out, shivering with delight at the sensation of this. He moved his hands towards the tip of my nipples, which were soft, but also a little bit slimy, and soon, he pinched them. I shivered, feeling the hardening of the buds. He looked at me, smiling in excitement as he continued to tease the perked little nubs. I loved this, gripping the bed, feeling my nipples harden at the sensation of it all.
After a little while, he moved his tongue over to the tip of it. I remembered that Audrey made some mention about Remi having a long tongue. Jives wasn’t like that, but I had a feeling it was because of who he was. I didn’t care though, I still loved how it curled and teased over the edge of my body, touching the very flesh with the smallest of strokes. I moaned, excited for more, and he seemed just as ready.
After he pulled back, he moved towards the skirt that I wore. He pushed my panties down, lifting it up, and then, he pressed a finger against my entrance, barely teasing the area and making me shiver. I cried out, feeling as if I was going crazy with every single movement. I loved it, and I knew that he was definitely enjoying this as well. I began to feel him move his finger in and out of my body. I could feel the depth of it, curling against the roof and making me cry out loud. I loved it, and with every single motion, I began to shiver. He moved the edge of his finger against my clit, so that he could press against it while he did this.
I was losing my mind, feeling as if everything was going blank. After a moment or so, when I was right on the edge, he pulled back, looking at me with a smile on his face.
“I told you that I had a surprise. You can’t cum yet,” he told me.
The look, the way he said this to me made me want nothing more than to give myself up to him, to completely submit to this alien man. I felt him pull back, and at first, I expected him to undo his pants, freeing his cock from the confines.
But no, he had something more.
While Remi had the tongue thing, Jives had something else, something way better in my opinion. I watched with widened eyes as his body began to change, his arms becoming tentacles, and I realized that he now had four tentacles. I should’ve been scared, but instead, I was turned on.
“Holy shit,” I said to him.
“It’s part of who I am. I have a dick, but I also come with these. I guess you can thank my father for this,” he told me with a blush.
I wanted it, my body almost begging for his tentacles and his cock. I spread myself open, playing with my pussy, looking at him dead in the eye.
“I want this,” I said to him.
He was slightly taken aback, but then, he pulled off his pants, along with the boxers, revealing his big, throbbing member. I looked at it, realizing that it would be all the way inside of me.
“Relax, I’m going to prepare you a bit more so that it’s easy for both of us,” he told me with a purr.
I watched as he slid a tentacle inside of me. I didn’t expect it to feel so slimy, but also so good. I shivered as I realized he had it deep within me, thrusting in and out of me with each motion. I groaned, holding onto the desk as he fucked me hard with the tentacle, not stopping. He moved one near my ass, teasing it as well, and I began to shudder, moaning with each press of it.
Would he really fuck both my holes with these? On the one hand, I wanted that but, on the other hand, I was worried about how this might feel. But then he pushed another set of tentacles against my nipples, teasing them, and soon I was lost in the pleasure. This felt so good, that I didn’t even realize he settled his cock into me until he pushed it all the way in, making me groan out loud.
I felt how tight it was. He did open me, but with the tentacle, it helped with some of the pain. He waited a moment, the tentacles just barely resting against the sensitive areas. I looked at him, craving this need for him to continue. I watched as he began to push his tentacles inside of me and against me, along with his cock.
I didn’t expect this to feel so good. I thought that it would hurt, but instead it felt utterly amazing. I started to moan, crying out loud as I got fucked in both of my holes. Because the tentacles were moist and almost lubricated, it made penetrating my ass so easy. His cock was so big, and he seemed to completely fill me up with every single motion. The other two tentacles seemed to dance against the very tips of my nipples, playing with them and teasing them to the point of hardness. I cried out, feeling as if everything was driving me mad. After a few more thrusts, he started to ruthlessly fuck me, causing me to practically see stars.
He pushed a tentacle against my clit, the last one that he had. The force of penetration from different fronts, the nipple stimulation, and then this, was enough for me to finally lose it, and that’s when I started to feel it. I arched my back, crying out loud, feeling tears dot my very eyes as I began to press against there, holding myself to him and then releasing hard.
I shivered, feeling my orgasm practically come out in spurts. It wasn’t just one major orgasm, but rather, so many that I loved it. He then tensed up, shooting his load straight into me, and one of his tentacles in my ass did the same thing.
I loved it. The sensation of this was unlike anything I expected. I didn’t know that I would like it this much. But then he finished up, pulling out of me and looking at me with a serious expression.
“Wow. I didn’t think I would enjoy that so much,” he admitted. He seemed almost embarrassed. It was cute.
“You were amazing. That was… the best goddamn thing I’ve ever experienced,” I said.
The two of us didn’t really know what to make of this. I mean, friends with benefits would work, but I felt like we were something more.
“So, do you want to be official?” I asked him.
“Yes. I want to. I’m worried about taking this chance, sure, but you’ve proven yourself, and honestly, I’ve grown to really like you, Tracey,” he told me with a smile on his face. I blushed, knowing that we both felt the same way.
“The feeling is mutual,” I finally said.
Both of us kissed, and I wondered where this might go. I mean, Jives normally wasn’t an affectionate guy, but a part of me wondered if this was about to change, or if things were going to stay the same from here on out.