~Jives~
When I kissed Tracey that evening, I felt like all of the problems, all of the worries that I’ve had about my father, all of the tensions that were there, faded away with just a flash. I began to kiss her again, feeling everything change within my body. I wanted nothing more than to just accept this moment, to embrace it all, and to cherish his. The two of us kissed hard, letting our needs and passions grow within one another. I began to shiver, enjoying the nature of this. I then started to push her lips against mine harder and harder, and I certainly loved every single minute of it. I started to feel her give into me, and that’s what I loved. I loved feeling Tracey give herself to me, because she knew deep down I’d never hurt her.
My goal, my intent in life, everything about this, wasn’t to hurt her. In fact, I wanted nothing more than to take care of her, to be by her side, and maybe, just maybe, to become something serious. I didn’t want marriage, at least not for a long time, but at this point I’d protect the galaxy just to keep her safe, and to see that damn smile, the one that made me fall in love with her. I started to feel my body give into her, my lips and tongue mingling with her own. It was then when I started to grind my hips against her, my naked, throbbing cock aching for her.
But, I wanted to make sure that she was taken care of. I looked at her, and she glanced at me.
“I want to try something. If that’s okay with you?” he said.
She looked at me, utterly trusting me. She nodded, and I began to move my tentacles up, caressing down her body, getting to the ratty shirt and jeans she wore to paint. I lifted the tentacles up, pushing her shirt up. All she had on was a simple t-shirt bra, which showed off her perked nipples in the most obvious of ways. I blushed, seeing her like this and immediately feeling aroused. I loved that she already seemed to react to my touches, which turned me on immensely. I looked at her once more before moving the tentacles over to the clasp of her bra, pulling it off and letting her breasts run free.
She had a gorgeous body. I rarely thought of humans as attractive, but she was different. She was the type of human that I wanted to be with, to cherish, to have an exciting time with. I wanted nothing more than to just completely take her, to make her mine, and to have this moment. I started to push my hands up to her breasts, letting the tentacles move against there, just barely touching her nipples. She shivered, groaning against me, and I immediately felt my cock jut. I rubbed it against her leg slightly, teasing her but not putting it in. No, tonight I was going to take this slow, to show her the real me. I began to move my hands straight up to the tips of her nipples, the tentacles dancing against there and making her let out the most delicious moans against my body. Fuck. I didn’t know how much more of this I could keep up. I felt a bit nervous, scared even, because I did want to just press her down against the easel and fuck her senseless, but tonight, I also wanted to exude passion, to show off the love that I had for others, and to feel the need grow within me.
After a while, I started to push my tentacles once more against the tips of her nipples. She lightly groaned against my body, feeling the excitement of it all start to wash over me. I loved this. I truly did, and with every single motion, every single caress and touch, I felt the needed that was bubbling up grow even more. But, I wanted to play with her cute nipples again and again, which was what I did. I pressed the tentacles there, flicking them around, teasing her nipples and feeling the need grow in her body. I loved every single moment of this, cherished each second as they came along, and with each touch, I could find her giving into me. The moans were delicious, perfect music to my ears but, of course, I wanted to hear more. I wanted to hear her scream to the point of orgasm, but then stop momentarily.
After a brief moment or so, I slithered the tentacles down her body. Of course, I replaced the tentacles with my lips, sucking on the succulent flesh that was there. Tracey breathily moaned into my ear, holding me there as I continued to lick and suck on these gorgeous tits. I loved how she opened herself to me, completely and utterly letting me take control. She knew she wanted this, and I wanted this as well. My cock ached for her, clamored for her body, and the fact that she was here, her legs spread open for me and the desire looming against both of our bodies obvious, made it all the better for both of us. I wanted more. I craved more, and I knew that she felt the same damn way.
Soon, I moved my tentacles up to her jeans, pulling at the zipper. She looked at me, almost whimpering, and I shuddered. Oh how I wanted this, so very badly. I started to pull down her jeans, looking at her as she blushed.
“You look so damn cute right now,” I told her.
“Thanks,” she said, trying to hide the obvious embarrassment on her face. It wasn’t working out for her, that’s for sure. I slipped my hands to her panties, looking at her as I gingerly grasped each side with the tentacle, pushing them down. About halfway through, she looked up at me, smiling.
“Thank you,” she said.
“For what?”
“For showing me your true side like this. I mean, this is something that I wanted, like really badly. I felt a bit of nervousness, but when I saw that you truly do look this way, and it’s nothing to worry about, I felt… happy. I truly did,” she said.
I blushed. “Well, I’m going to try to make you as happy as possible,” I replied.
I started to spread her apart, pushing one of the tentacles into her. She let out a small cry of shock, probably because she didn’t expect it to fill her up so much. I pressed it into her, and soon she cried out.
“Holy fuck,” she said.
I began to thrust the tentacles into her body, watching as she moaned in response to my actions. I smiled, thrusting the tentacles inside of her, getting deeper and deeper with each movement.
She was crying out against me, and I loved every single delicious sound that I could hear. I moved faster, thrusting without any care. I loved hearing her moan, cry out, and grip the edge of the easel like this. I pulled her up slightly, pressing her down hard against the bench that she sat on, fucking her with the tentacles.
This was fun, and I felt a bit excited, but I wanted more. I began to push the other tentacles that I had inside of her ass. She began to shiver, feeling slightly uncomfortable about it, but then she began to relax as I started to thrust deep into her, penetrating both of her holes.
I pushed another tentacle into her mouth, watching as she choked on it like it was my cock. I loved seeing her like this, enjoying me for who I was. I never would’ve thought intimacy with a human would be so fun, and so much like this. After a few more thrusts I could feel she was getting so close, and that’s when I did it.
I pulled out. She looked at me with complete and utter frustration, immediately annoyed by this.
“What the hell?” she said, the annoyance obvious.
“Calm down. There will be more coming where that came from,” I told her with a smile.
I began to spread her apart, and she whimpered. I loved seeing her like this. The way that she exposed herself to me, the fact that she actually liked what I did, that meant a whole lot to me, more than most people could imagine. I started to thrust my cock into her hole now, and she immediately clenched around it, moaning out loud.
She was so close before, and I stopped that. I kind of wanted to try it again, and soon, I started to push into her harder and harder, watching as she moaned and thrust up to meet my cock. She was in heaven, and having the tentacles in her mouth and ass definitely made her enjoy this even more.
She was at the edge once again, and I knew that she was close. I stopped once more, and she looked at me with annoyance.
“What the fuck?”
“Sorry, babe. I’m just teasing you. I’m sure you enjoy this,” I told her.
I then cut to the chase, moving once more. The way she moaned against the tentacle, the breathing that she had, all of this was only making me want more. I craved more, and I needed her completely.
The two of us started to move against one another faster and faster, the tension, the need, only making me want more. I began to feel the urge within me, and so did she. After a few more thrusts, I buried myself completely into her, shuddering as I released.
She clenched down against me as I pushed a tentacle against her clit, stroking it as I released inside her. She screamed, her moans being held back by the tentacle there. I shivered, feeling the reverberation of the noise. I then felt her cum against me, and soon I came hard once more, filling her up with my seed.
After a moment or so, I pulled back, reaching over and holding her in my arms. The two of us stayed like this for a long time, and I felt happy. I didn’t want to lose her.
“I love you,” I told her.
“I love you, too. Let’s beat your father. Stop this war,” she told me.
I hugged her tighter. She was the only person who ever saw me like this, the real me. I held her tightly, feeling whole when I touched her. The two of us stayed like this for a long time, both of us not stopping until we felt like it was time.
“I’ll do that. As long as you’re by my side,” I told her.
The last thing I wanted to do was to put her in harm’s way. But she agreed to this. “That’s fine with me. I am okay with it,” she said.
I blushed. I felt ready to face the unknown, to overcome the obstacles. I feared what might happen next, if we’ll be able to stay together or not. I didn’t even know anymore, nor was I really ready to figure this out. I was scared, but the only thing that I knew for certain was the fact that I loved her, and she loved me. We’d make it through whatever it was that we’d have to face.