Arze and I parted from each other in an attempt to not be so obvious as we exited the haunted house. The others werein Jane’s house, listening to a spinning tale from Ripp while everyone got ready to leave for the night. He gave us a wink as we slipped in unnoticed from the front door.
A few minutes later, Jane was going over a few things and then telling us we could go for the night. Arze and I weren’t walking in tandem, but we were bringing up the rear of the group as everyone left to their respective cars or other means of travel. Everyone was dispersing accordingly when I stopped in front of my bike and Arze was still just out of reach.
I turned to him, giving him a warm smile. “Meet me back at the RV?”
He mirrored the weighted beam on my face, a slight nod as he scoped around the area, silently searching for potential tythwig that could be listening. When he locked his eyes with mine again, I could see the need burning behind his eyes.
“Absolutely.”
Chapter 23
With the slammingof the RV door, I threw my arms around Arze’s neck and continued our kiss now that we were behind closed doors. We’d made haste in getting back here after our exchange in the haunted house at Jane’s and I suggested we go right away. I didn’t even know if Arze had a similar place to go to, but when he didn’t argue about following me to my place, all thoughts of leveling the playing field were off because I was horny as fuck to have him again.
Honestly, I was lucky that Myers wasn’t here. The only inclination that my sister wasn’t going to randomly pop in and interrupt us was the fact that the truck had been missing from its usual spot when Arze and I had arrived. She must’ve been at the movie theater or out with Larsky, but her absence was my gain. My dick stirred the entire way here thinking of how I was about to hookup with Arze again. I wasn’t exactly sure how he was traveling to meet me at the RV, but I didn’t care as much about the how as long as he was there to quench the fire we’d started in the haunted house.
Arze’s fingers flew through my hair, lightly tugging at my brown locks as our kiss deepened. His tongue lathered itself overmine in a sick dance of desire that I would never recover from. If this was wrong, I never wanted to be right.
My back pressed into the column of the wall that housed our TV and entertainment system, a groan falling into our intertwined mouths. Arze’s hands were hot on my skin, molten shivers coursing through my body. I needed him and I needed him now.
“My room,” I said, breaking our kiss, my breathing absolutely wrecked and as unkempt as my hair after his hands had their way with it. I gestured behind us, where my room resided from the opposite end of the RV from my sister’s.
He remained silent, giving me a jostled nod as he attacked my neck and kissed affection into my skin. I was hot all over, needing to shed my clothes as soon as fucking possible. We’d only had sex one other time, but this was paradise compared to that. This go around, we could take our time with each other. I could inspect his body in a way I wasn’t able to before. I could drink him in and keep him in my memory for nights when my thirst actually needed quenching. Right now, Arze and I could relish each other. And I was fuckinghungryto make it happen.
We let our kiss lapse, breaking away from each other long enough to lead him into my room and slam yet another door closed to prevent the world from existing beyond the set of four walls concealing us. That’s how I wanted this night to be. I wanted it to just be us, just Arze and me. With a lot less clothing between us.
Before we made the decision to kiss again, I ripped my shirt off of me, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the floor of my room.
The room wasn’t that big, big enough for the queen sized bed, a night stand on either side that was actually part of the bed frame itself, and the entertainment system that was on the wallopposite of the bed, with a small closet on either side of the built-in.
Arze’s eyes were trained on my naked torso, his orange eyes contracting at the sight of my bare skin. A simper teetered my smile when his eyes found me again.
“Like what you see?”
A scoff proceeded his answer. “Severe understatement.”
His words were electric in my ears, but I didn’t reach for him again. I wanted to feel his body at its most vulnerable pressed against mine. I needed to feel his ridged purple skin on my bodyyesterday. In one fluid motion, I fiddled with the button of my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. As I was stepping out of them, I noticed that Arze had gotten the hint that while I wanted to savor this interaction, it was also taking way too fucking long, because he had slipped off his shirt and tossed it to the floor and was working on pulling his own pants down when I finally managed to free myself of my pants.
We were standing in our underwear in front of each other, our erections obvious and obscene from their cloth confinements of present. Both of us were staring without hesitation or judgement. I’d seen his dick for a split second before he’d fucked me at the haunted house, but he hadn’t really seen mine before, and I was so fucking turned on. But that didn’t stop the butterflies of apprehension from settling in my stomach.
“I want to see all of you this time, Krueger.” Came his deep voice as his thumbs pressed beneath the waistband of his white cotton briefs, perfectly etching out his crotch. “But I’ll go first.”
And just like that, Arze pulled his underwear down and stepped out of them before I could stop the hitch in my breath from bending into the muggy air building in the room. All this heat wafting from our bodies was about to make for a hot and sweaty fun time.
His body was a modern marvel, and I was having trouble not letting my jaw slack in awe. His purple skin, as it always was, contained these ridged lines that gave the effect that he was made out of wood. Which I knew he essentially was, so that checked out. I'd never gotten the chance to properly scrutinize the grain of his skin. It was breathtaking, like he was expertly crafted by the most skilled woodworker, and I was lucky enough to reap the benefits of their fruitful labor.
He was purple all over, from head to toe. The only part of him that wasn't was his trimmed pubic area. Hair the same shade of orange cradled his dick, short and maintained but still evident that he liked to keep some hair on him there.
And his dick, mygod. Upon further silent inspection, even his fucking dick had those wood grain ridges on them. And while I'd slid my hands over the skin of his arms and relished in how it felt like caressing a fleshy hardwood, I needed to discover whether or not his dick felt the same way. His cock reflected the thickness of his thighs, making my mouth water with want. It looked exactly like a human's, except for the ridges. However, his scrotum was a little different. Instead of a sac that would have been typical for a human, there was a smaller bundle of flesh covered, I don't know, nerves? There were a couple lines of these nerves that flowed from his version of a scrotum and attached to the base of his dick from multiple directions. They resembled the unpredictable and undirected way that tree roots spread out from beneath a mighty oak or pine. They seemed to be perfectly placed and out of the way, considering I hadn't felt them or anything when we'd first had sex. It didn't seem strange to me at all that Arze's anatomy wasn't quite like mine. I mean, I knew he wasn't human and I'd seen the differing anatomy of Orbs when I'd hooked up with other species before. I was simply fascinated by how fucking cool and different he looked.
My eyes wondered lower, watching as his thighs became his legs and finally, I saw his very human feet, complete with a little orange peach fuzz dusting of hair over the tops of him. It seemed like his genitals, eye color, and hair color were the only inhuman things about him. Well, that and the fact that I knew he could transform into a spooky tree-like caricature at a moment's whim.
“Speechless?” Arze teased, shifting his stance from one foot to the other as I kept drinking him in, savoring every ounce of his body and storing it in my memory.
I started closing the space between us, his lips looking even more inviting than that had previously now that I'd been privileged to see his entire being.
"You're beautiful," I said matter-of-factly, reaching out and grabbing the back of his neck, where the prickly short strands of his orange hair tickled my fingertips. “So goddamn beautiful.” I pulled him toward me until our lips finally met again, warmth and safety and blinding lust surrounding the cavern in my chest and spreading throughout my system in waves of ecstasy.
I felt Arze's surprise in the form of a mewl as we kissed. I whimpered in protest when he pulled back, placing his hand on my chest and creating an expanse separating us.
