Right as I was whimpering around his cock, my muscles straining a moment before release, he pulled back. Frustration rolled up to replace the impending orgasm and I huffed in irritation. Pollux flipped me around until we were facing each other again. His hands brushed my face. The feather-like antennae were now clumped like wet eyelashes, made that way by him running them through my pussy a moment ago.
I buried my face against his neck. With spread legs I couldn’t help rubbing myself against his stomach, dampening his fur slightly with my arousal. His fingers pushed into my hair, claws gently scratching at the back of my neck. He chuckled lightly and encouraged me to sit up and slide down until I was hovering on my knees above his cock. He reached down and gripped his cock at the base, holding it straight up towards my pussy. Its twirling ridges and knobby bumps looked suddenly daunting. It was thick and the bend in it made my eyes widen as I considered it inside me.
As I was still looking at it poised below me, his tongue stretched down from his mouth, reaching between my legs and latching back on. It was unexpected and I cried out. The orgasm from before came bucking to the surface, banging its fists against the flimsy door that held it. As he held his cock with one hand, he sent the other between my legs, gliding over my labia, feeling and spreading me, caressing me.
A throaty, desperate moan of pleasure came from me as the orgasm climbed relentlessly. My body loosened with pleasure and Pollux’s hand moved to grip my hip and encourage me down. He suctioned my clit harder, pulling a bone-deep orgasm out of me, making me whimper and gush between my legs. All the while his steady hand kept pulling me down towards him as he growled in pleasure.
His tip parted me, pressing into my entrance. I sucked in a breath and he pulled his tongue back. I felt loose and dopey, deep satisfaction blanketing me as I slid further down on him. He met no resistance as he glided in, stretching my walls around his bumpy texture. His red eyes were aimed between my legs as his long fingers moved up to tightly grip my waist, letting me control how fast and deep I went.
I could feel every bump and ridge on the way down, begging me to pay attention to every bit of him as I took him inside me. I gasped and clenched as I felt the curve halfway down, bending towards my stomach and rubbing inside me.
Something about it all felt wrong and weird. Something that wasn’t my own species was pressing inside me. It was inexact and strange, rubbing me in peculiar and thrilling ways. I didn’t even question if what I was doing was wrong. If joining with a creature not even from our world, maybe not even from our dimension, was a line that wasn’t supposed to be crossed. It probably was perverse but I liked it. I liked how his bumpy, twisted textures opened me up and made me feel things I’d never felt before.
“Pollux,” I gasped as I settled on his body, having every last inch of him inside me. The fur on his thighs tickled my ass as he half sighed, half groaned in content pleasure. His claw-tipped fingers gently scratched up my thighs and then over my hips, briefly leaving little red trails. He dragged them up to my waist and the sides of my breasts. Then he swept his hands forward and gripped both my breasts in each of his hands, massaging them before rubbing each nipple. He rolled each pointed tip between his fingers as my body relaxed around his size.
My back arched as he teased me then he suddenly bucked up, causing me to come up off his cock a couple inches before flopping back down. I gasped, leaning forward and pressing my palms to his body. He rolled his hips a little again, gentler this time, encouraging me to move. His hands swept up into my hair, massaging my scalp.
I pulled myself up, feeling each and every one of those twisted ridges and gnarled bumps as I dragged myself off him. I moaned in pleasure then pressed back down. Pollux’s eyes slivered to two tiny lines of glowing red as a groan rumbled out of his chest. He kept massaging my scalp, watching me tenderly as I started to ride him.
Pollux began shifting his hips, rocking them up slightly to meet me. His wings spread out across the entire bed now, draping over the sides like blankets that had fallen partially off the bed.
His texture teased every inch of me. The bend rubbed incessantly and his hands were now feverishly moving, brushing over every inch of me in reverence. He made deep grunts whenever I flopped down, taking him all. My breath grew hoarse and fast as I tried to keep going.
Pollux’s hands gripped my hips then began to move me. He was strong enough to pull my body up and down his rigid length. His fingers pressed into my flesh and he slid me back and forth on his cock, making my pussy grip him in new ways that had him groaning. I felt him rubbing up into me, pressing his strange cock inside me over and over.
I felt a faint buzz in my head as he panted, his breaths growing shorter and more shallow. Suddenly he pulled me down on him. I tumbled onto his chest, my body falling into his fluffy, soft fur. His hands were everywhere, touching my face, back, and hips. He was still buried inside me, pumping in and out roughly.
He held my face to his, his fingers gently caressing my lips. He rubbed our cheeks together and his tongue slid between us, darting into my mouth and twining around mine tightly.
My clit rubbed against his body as I squirmed against his thrusts. He was already teasing pleasure as he rubbed deep inside me and it felt like divine torture. I gripped his fur tightly while squirming and rubbing against him. He kept pressing in and out between my legs in thrilling, frantic thrusts.
I made pathetic noises with my tongue half out of my mouth, saliva dripping out of my mouth. His tongue quickly unraveled from mine then shot between my legs. He sucked on my clit and I buried my face in his fur as I cried out.
He growled as I orgasmed, my walls clenching on him. His wings suddenly thrust up, curling around me, holding me to him tightly as he buried his face in my hair and groaned. His noises were always so deep, an octave too low to be human. Sometimes I felt his noises more than heard them. Right now, I felt his groan over my entire body, from my toes to the crown of my head, a deep purr that darkly rumbled. He throbbed inside me, his wings molding and tightening around my entire body. His hands came down and moved my hips in circles as he filled me up.
His wings stayed around me and I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his furry chest as we relaxed and came down. He softened and fell out of me, his cum leaking from me. A much smaller mess than the one Caspian always left me with. We held each other tightly, my fingers brushing between his fur. I felt warm and closer to Pollux.
I remembered how this started, him showing me all of him when I wouldn’t open up.
“You asked what's wrong,” I said, resting my cheek on his body. His wings pulled away but his arms came up, wrapping around me tightly.
“I’m worried about Caspian. I… something happened in the caves. There’s something inside me. I’m not really sure entirely what’s going on but I said something to him before he went off.” His hand came up and brushed my hair, pulling it from my face. I swallowed and sat up. All the worry from before squirmed in my gut now that the sex was over. I looked over the furry cryptid under me, his red eyes quietly watching me, his arms smoothing over my skin lovingly.
“You said disaster is coming. Shouldn't Caspian be back by now?” He reached over to the journal on the side table, writing something down.
“I’ll go look for him, my beautiful human. Please don’t worry so much.”I read his words, my eyes tripping over him calling me beautiful. I shook my head though. He couldn’t go around, they would surely notice he wasn’t human. He circled the words “don’t worry” then pulled me into his chest again, wrapping me in a warm hug.
16
Mothman held my face in his hands for a brief moment before pressing a sheet of paper in my palm. Then he left the room swiftly, tucking his hat down on his head. I rolled to the side of the bed, still nude, and looked at the note.
You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on. -Pollux
My eyes watered. He wasn’t allowed to just say things like that. Not when I was already an emotional wreck. I folded the note and slipped it into the diary he’d given me. Then before I knew it, I had passed out, still exhausted from lack of sleep. Possibly also worn out from stress.
“Ava,” a voice called me from sleep. My eyes fluttered open. Outside the window a storm drew heavy clouds in, blocking out the day’s light and darkening the room.
“Aaaava,” Makwa sang with a raspy voice. My attention pulled to the edge of the bed where thick shadows grew taller, looming over the bed. A hundred wispy tendrils were waving around wildly, looking evil.
