Tuesday slid a tentacle between Ozzie’s legs, rubbing against his hole with a grin.
“Uh, so.” Ozzie cleared his throat. “I don’t exactly carry lube around with me.”
“Well, lucky for you, my body is, ahem, self-lubricating.” Tuesday wiggled one of his tentacles. “As in, I can secrete a lubricant. Yes, it will probably have glitter in it. Just so you know.”
“You’re like a Boy Scout,” Ozzie teased. “Prepared and fabulous.”
Tuesday grinned slyly. “Oh, I’ve been prepared for a while. Really looking forward to this.”
“Seriously? You’ve been looking forward to having sex… with me?”
“What can I say? All that sexy talk about elves and dwarves and shit gets me goin’.”
“Asshole.” Ozzie laughed, snickering as they kissed.
“You know I mean it, right?” Tuesday murmured.
“Huh?”
“That I want this,” Tuesday said with a soft smile. “That I want you. More than anything. Being down on this planet with you, spending time together, getting to know you? Maybe it’s the holiday spirit or the fruitcake talking, but… I’m really, really happy, Ozzie.”
Ozzie’s heart thumped, and he smiled back. “Me too, Tuesday.” He kissed Tuesday again, more passionately this time, and he gasped when Tuesday’s newly slick tentacle pressed against his hole. “Tuesday,fuck.” He reached for his tie, but he hesitated, staring down at the blinking lights. “Uh…”
Tuesday smiled gently. “You can leave it on if you want, baby. You know I don’t mind.”
“Fuck it.” Ozzie pulled at the tie, panting as he hurried to unbutton his shirt. “If we’re doing this, we are doing this fully naked.”
“Baby!” Tuesday squealed happily and offered a few tentacles to help Ozzie undress. He greedily caressed Ozzie’s chest and stomach, grinning wide. “God yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about.”
“Yeah?” Ozzie blushed but kept going until he was totally bare before Tuesday. “You really like this?”
“Yup. I can’t believe you’re that excited about lil’ ol’ me when you got all this.” Tuesday grinned, his tentacles grabbing Ozzie’s legs to spread them wide across the seat.
“Are you kidding? You’re so fucking hot.” Ozzie shivered. “Your smile, your laugh, your tentacles.” He arched into the tentacle teasing him. “Your, mm,everything.”
“You want my everything, you got it, baby.” Tuesday continued to slide his tentacle around Ozzie’s asshole, spreading the slick lube. “Whatever you want.”
“You.” Ozzie whimpered. “I… I just want you, Tuesday.” He kissed him sweetly, some of the urgency on hold for now.
This was real. It was really happening, and he wanted to savor it.
He’d had other first times with guys before, but this one seemed more important.
“I’m all yours.” Tuesday groaned into the kiss, his tentacle slowly thrusting into Ozzie’s body. It grew in girth as it pressed deeper, but Tuesday was going so slowly and carefully that there was no discomfort, only a warm stretch. “All yours, baby.”
“I’m yours too,” Ozzie whispered in reply, his lashes damp with tears as his emotions overwhelmed him.
For the first time, he actually felt attractive.
Honestly and genuinely desirable.
That was new.
The way Tuesday looked at him,touchedhim—it meant everything to Ozzie. Tuesday was gorgeous and smart and amazing, an actual alien being from another planet, and hewanted Ozzie. He’d never had any partner who made him feel this way, and he couldn’t get enough of it.
There was something so sweet about the way Tuesday gazed down at him…
As if somehow Ozzie was the incredible one here.
