She really liked all this screaming? The blood? The gore?
The main characters of the story were running from something. There was a group of people they were escaping from. All wearing masks. Not the “sexy as fuck” masks, as Kassie had explained. This was a creepy cult movie, and there was nothing sexy about creepy cults.
I didn’t know what a cult was, but I would be sure to stay away from them.
While the people dressed in purple clothing ran to catch the main characters, they fell into a hole in the middle of the woods. My heart pounded in my thorax, which was comfortably embedded in the couch.
People watched this for fun?
Kassie was snuggled up next to me, her head lay on my chest, and on occasion, she would let out a contented sigh.
We could watch all the scary movies she wanted as long as she stayed right here. She came to me willingly, put a blanket over our legs, and cuddled into me as if she always belonged there.
This was heaven; it had to be.
I laid my cheek against the top of her head. Her scent enveloped me, and I felt my dick stir beneath the layers of magic.
Ah, damnit.
I couldn’t help myself, she was right against me. It was the most touching I have ever received from anyone. I don’t know if I had a mother or a father. The other Mothmen weren’t necessarily cuddly either. The only time I felt safe was when I wrapped my large wings around my body and slept.
They were like giant Sherpa blankets.
Kassie shifted her body. Her head wasn’t facing the television; instead, she was staring at my chest. To be honest, I wasn’t watching anymore either. She lay one leg over mine, and her hand slowly went up my body.
Her fingers traced the outline of my jaw, and I felt a shiver run down my body. I had already forgotten the damn diagrams that I was shown, as this was uncharted territory for me.
Her touch was soft, gentle, and it sent waves of warmth crashing through me. I could feel her breath on my neck, steady and calm, unlike the storm raging inside me.
"You're not watching the movie," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the screams and dramatic music coming from the TV.
I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. "Neither are you," I managed to say, my eyes locked onto hers. Her gaze was intense, drawing me in, and I felt like I was drowning in her.
Not a bad way to go, if you asked me.
She smiled, a slow, sweet smile that lit up her face. "I guess I'm not," she admitted, her hand resting on my chest.
Was she looking for a heartbeat? She wouldn’t find one. What would I say? I didn’t have any idea. I needed to either move it or…
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what I was about to do. Was I really going to do this?
I leaned down, closing the gap between us. Her eyes fluttered closed, and I followed suit. Our lips touched softly at first, then with more pressure. It was strange, foreign, but also the most incredible thing I'd ever experienced. Her lips were warm, and they fit perfectly against mine.
She pulled back slightly, her eyes searching mine. "Is this okay?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Her fingers threaded through the beard, which was actually the thick hair that settled around my neck.
I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips. "More than okay," I assured her. And it was. Itwasmore than okay. I liked this lip-locking, this kissing.
She smiled back, her eyes glowing. She leaned in again, her hand cupping my face. This time, the kiss was deeper, more intense. I did my best to follow her lead, to mimic her movements. It was clumsy at first, but I quickly caught on.
How would my real tongue do this? It was thinner, longer. What would she think if I licked her cheek? The column of her neck, between her breasts?
I felt my cock harden, but I didn’t care any longer. This was the proper response, the perfect timing, because I could smell Kassie. Her body let off her own scent; mine did not overpower hers, or tried to alter her will to want me.
She wanted me, for me.
The movie played on, forgotten in the background. The screams, the drama, all of it faded away until it was just us, lost in our own world. This was what I'd been missing, what I'd been longing for. This connection, this intimacy. It was more than just physical; it was emotional. It was everything I never knew I needed.
Kassie continued to stay locked on my lips, but moved her body. She straddled my waist, and the heat of her body settled in my lap.
