Interlewd

  The day of mourning was over. I’d gotten most of the grief out of my system, or, well, I got the exterior part of it out. My enforcers… My friends… I’d always remember their names, faces, jokes, their likes and dislikes and mannerisms. I’d remember for as long as I lived. I’d be immortal just to remember them if I could.

  They were all good people. They all deserved better than life had handed them. They all deserved better than what peace I was able to scrounge together. I wished they could all see what I would build. I’d take care of their families and make damn mother fucking certain they would see. However, to do that I had to go back to the world of the living.

  I turned over in bed and looked at my husband. His face made me smile, even through the horror. It wasn’t the first time. Even after some fucked up fights, I’d smile seeing him, no matter how injured, mad or sad I was.

  He was the linchpin, my connection back to the world of contentment and happiness also known as my family. I couldn't do this without him and wouldn’t have made it this far without the kids. I needed both. I needed a reason to fight, something to come back to…

  ‘Altany?’

  Yes?

  ‘Remember that thing I wanted to buy from that catalogue?

  I do

  ‘I think it’s time, well, when he wakes up. And make sure the other thing’s ready when I tell you please.’

  He is in REM sleep, he should notice you staring at him in fifteen minutes.

  I didn’t mind. After a quick trip to the bathroom for some… prep, I just stared, holding him close to me. I felt his warmth, as low as it was. I’d always been the furnace in bed. My cute as mother fucking hell husband called me a good literal bed warmer. His breathing stayed even, it looked like he was having a good dream. I’d see him having bad dreams, especially when I wasn’t home before he went to bed. He said I took away the bad dreams because I made him feel safe.

  It took a while, but his eyes fluttered and he stared into mine. “Hey pandear…” Robin said with a calm, kind smile that made me feel warm. I felt proud of that smile. One of unconcerned happiness because of what I’d done. I loved that smile so much.

  “Hey darling…” I answered with my own smile of peaceful contentment. Robin seemed happy, that mattered incredibly. I took pride and pleasure in his happiness.

  It faded a bit after asking a question. “How are you, Louis?” I answered with a sad smile, one full of grief but resolve.

  I hadn’t killed them, the aliens had. I’d been fucked from the start and pulled out a win. I’d saved their families for some of them and that, I could be proud of! “I’m alright. I’ll be grieving them all a bit for as long as I live but… my enforcers died doing what they wanted to do at least. I’m proud of them. For the rest, I can at least help their friends and families... Anyway, I think I’m ready to move forward, go back to the real world, you know?” He gave me a lustful look and smile, like I knew he would. It was a bit of a dance, one we’d danced before. I knew my moves, and he knew his. We still did it because it made us both happy.

  “Does the real world include this bed?” Now my smile was a bit predatory. I wanted him, the way a drowning man wanted water. I needed him! I needed him close to me, in my arms, under me, protected, mine to enact my will upon, mine to play with.

  He was my husband. I wanted him to pinch my ass, I wanted him panting and shaking. I wanted him to feel more pleasure than he could bear. I wanted him to forget his name, to forget the entire world, all priorities or responsibilities. I needed every fucking thing on earth to exit his brain except for two thing: My name and unending pleasure.

  It was my kink, possessive weirdness included. Everyone had one, mine was making my husband go insane with pleasure. It’s one of the reasons I didn’t mind extra people, they could help in my mission. Lila helped create some very, very fun nights.

  My hands were curling around his ass and arm when he interrupted the dance. “Wait, I didn’t tell you about the surprise!” Now Robin had a smirk, but it faded while saying the next part. “You know how… when we have sex… I need to clench to get, you know, tight-ish?” My smile vanished and I brought my hand to his face. Slowly, gently, I pulled his face to mine and gave him a slow, tender kiss.

  “I’d find a way to have sex with you if you were as smooth as a Ken doll down there. You’re you, and I love you, every part of you. The parts you don’t like and want to change? I love those parts and I’ll love the new ones. I love you as you are and as you will be, forever.”

  A tear came to his eye as his smile returned. “I love you too…” It was something that had hurt him deeply when he got sober. The drugs the gangers forced on him helped him not give a fuck, but when they wore off, he had a lot of shit to deal with emotionally. I helped him through it like he helped me through my shit.

  That was a relationship wasn’t it? Some things were a bit more permanent, like his ass being stretched pretty hard. He’d had problems with sphincter control even. Big sour point, especially for a man that loved sex like he did. There was surgery out there but it was expensive… Oh.

  “You got a mod?” I asked and said.

  “I did, and it’s not just for tightening up!” He gushed with a smile. “It’s got a name for sure but the point is organ elasticity! Helps your insides stretch without tears, including my anus! Also helps retain elasticity and the right amount of tightness! I won’t get loose ever again! Also, I can take a LOT more punishment and stretch my insides more…” He purred at me.

  I had to take a note for later but I didn’t want to but argh! Fuck it… It was for the good of the community… and the people fucking in it. I groaned a bit. “Gimme a sec sorry I don’t want to forget. Altany, note that for later for ex and current prostitutes who are having issues or just want it, maybe create a cheaper version just for sex whatever back to my lovely Robin!”

  God dammit, mood ruined. It was done. Robin looked at me with so much love in his eyes it pulled at my heart. “Louis… you’re a good man.”

  Something about the way he said it, no flowery language, extra words or gushing. It brought tears to my eyes. Robin, being perfect, hugged me. A tight, comforting hug. I cried more than I thought I should but Robin stayed there, our naked bodies entangled, giving each other as much skin contact and comfort as possible.

  Very few words escaped my sobs. “I try… I tried so hard… Thank you… I’m sorry…” I had no idea what I was apologizing for, but I wanted to. The words tore from me on a primal level. They were simply the words I needed to say. It took a few minutes.

  After that, my body still entangled with my husband, I shared some information in his ear. “Did you know that in Mole-Bear biology, their penis has an extra muscle? Controls blood flow. Allows for erections at will, no refractory period.” Then, I made him feel something hard. Very, very hard.

  “Did you also know that I never had muscle fatigue during that long fight? None of my muscles got tired, not even my abdominal muscles.” I could feel the goosebumps on his flesh, the slight shaking of anticipation. I nibbled at his neck for a moment as my hands roamed over a body I’d known for a long time, like a blind man touching a piece of art.

  My hand found his member. Damn, I really got him excited. Good. I brought my hip to his before starting to play together. I was a bit bigger than him, but that didn’t matter to me. I loved the sight of his ass up in the air, decorated with his cute genitals. Sometimes I’d just play with him for hours on end, never letting him finish. We even had a chastity cage that he wouldn’t be allowed to take off until we’d gotten him to finish the other way.

  I played with the tip gently rubbing, circling. My mouth started trailing kisses down his neck. I bit on his pierced nipples gently.

  I kept playing with him as hard breathing turned to slow, low moans. My other hand trailed gently down his side, leaving goosebumps in its wake. The anticipation, the build up, dear god it riled him up so well!

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  My hand started slowly moving up, then down, then up, then down with a very light touch, not tight, but since it was my hand he reacted like no one else did. I kept trailing kisses down his front, down his abs and on his pelvis. “Please…” He wasn’t begging yet. Not good enough.

  I showed the proper appreciation to my husband’s magnificent body before moving on to actually using my mouth to please and tease.

  My tongue played gently with his most sensitive parts and he shook. He was almost done. I didn’t want to let it happen but my darling passed the event horizon already. Oh well, I’d have to start from scratch

  He had a pretty good orgasm in my mouth. I kept my tongue moving as he spasmed. Must have been a bit pent-up. He shook as I kept stimulating him, the explosion continuing much longer thanks to my efforts. I swallowed every drop. Waste not want not.

  When he was finished, I mournfully let go of his member. We were on our sides on the bed and my hands slowly went to his inner thighs, then explored a bit up. He was plugged. Much smaller than usual, maybe not even my circumference.

  Ah pitiful sound escaped his lips, accompanied by a little ‘sorry’ as he started becoming limp. I said, very simply but forcefully: “Not good enough”. Then I pulled the plug without warning.

  It had the desired effect! He gasped then I put a finger to find the spot I knew so well. The plug had reanimated him a bit, but my finger’s forceful tapping got him back in action. “Sensitiiiiiii…” He didn’t get to finish as I started up again, more passionately. My finger stayed in place, hitting that spot every so often. Not often enough to bring him over the edge, of course. He didn’t lie about being tighter!

  I never knew why I loved that taste, I just knew I loved the taste of my husband even more. His slight musk, warmth, scent, the living avatar of pleasure I teased and prodded relentlessly.

  I loved making my husband moan and gasp. I loved having his shivering, shaking, cute and oh so alive member in my mouth. This live fucking wire of nerves that was mine to do with as I pleased. Everything I did affected him so strongly. Every lick on the right spot made him react with shivering and moans!

  It felt like bliss to me. However, I wouldn’t let him finish. He was really getting riled up now! However, what was better? A real orgasm from the other side.

  I let go of him and immediately felt his absence. The absence of his warmth and scent, of a living thing desperately wanting me to play with it inside me. I rolled him on his stomach. He was ready for better action, desperately wanting me.

  I helped him get on all fours and just admired the view for a few seconds. Most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. “Altany, the sleeve.”

  An absent minded little ‘uh?’ escaped him. I got to putting it in place. “I got a sex-toy catalogue. This one links to my neural upgrades. It melds with me too, feels like it’s supposed to be there. Don’t worry, it’s not massive…” I said as I let my hands roam over his body.

  I was ready and he was way the fuck beyond ready. I put my arm under him and raised his back to my chest, on his knees. I could feel the rapid beating of his heart, the shivering going through his entire body. “What’s your name?” I asked him with a smile.

  Even if he was a bit out of it, he answered. “Robin… You’re Louis, please fuck me… Please…” I smiled. He was rubbing his ass desperately on my hips and I loved the feeling.

  “Almost forgot to tell you, that sleeve?... you know what, you’ll enjoy the surprise.”

  I aligned myself and slowly pushed. His entrance yielded easily with how much he wanted it. Sure felt a hell of a lot tighter! Lube was a magnificent thing however, especially alien lube!

  As my ridge passed his rim, he gasped! Then, he shivered in pleasure. The man loved that part, the little ‘bump’ that hit him just right.

  I started going deeper and suddenly, his breath hitched. “Ribbing… Large ribbing.” I said with a huge smile. I could actually feel them. This time, I didn’t push nearly as slowly. Same thing for the other five. I loved the effect on Robin. I started going faster, deeper, pushing on his now very resilient organ.

  He went on his hands, then on his elbows since his hands wouldn’t hold him up. Then, with my arms free, I grabbed his hips and started to thrust just a bit harder, deeper, faster.

  I alternated my rhythms, the constant jarring of his prostate rendering him more and more senseless.

  Robin often got loud when I did a good job. Of course, I’d already bought something for sound isolation. I could make Robin scream as loud as he could go without any problem.

  Robin begged me to keep going, not to stop, to go harder, faster. I complied. He knew me, knew that fake-enjoyment killed my mood. It’d been a point of contention in our early relationship. I hated fake enjoyment in the bedroom.

  It took me quite a bit of practice to get him like this. His new, tighter and oh so fucking hard to hold back with ass might be slightly different, but I still knew his weak spots. His erogenous zones, exactly how rough he wanted me to be, where he wanted to be grabbed.

  His elbows failed him quickly enough as well. He was getting into the ‘can’t scream because I can’t breath’ stage. My love stayed face down, head in a pillow, his arm braced against the headrest. I felt it when he came the first time. I didn’t stop, resulting in quite violent and beautiful shaking. I felt his entire body convulse in a dry orgasm. At that point I was the one holding him up by the hips.

  It pushed me over the edge, feeling him in that much pleasure under me and due to my efforts. Fuck did it feel amazing!

  I didn’t stop, just ended up very shaky for a bit.

  Soon after, I finally got him over the edge.

  His pleasure enhanced mine, my darling going mindless, his muscles limp and powerless, whatever movement spoiled due to his brain’s inability to act even remotely coherently at that moment.

  I wanted more physical contact, so we went horizontal. I lay on top of him and reveled in the feeling of his body touching mine. I slowed but didn’t stop, staying deep, my body close to his. I wanted every inch of skin contact, of closeness I could.

  I put my head in the crook of his neck and kissed it. “You alright?” He managed a shaky nod. “Want me to stop?” Violent head shake. “What’s your name?” A garbled few syllables left his mouth. “What’s my name?” I could see the smile on his lips.

  “Louis…”. I smiled too.

  “Good. I love you darling…”

  Thanks to my new biology, I was still fully ready to keep going! So, I went deeper and a lot faster. I had new muscles after all, needed to put them to good use…

  A minute or two later, the door opened and someone approached! Thanks to echolocation, even though I had to make sure Robin didn’t scream while the door was open, I could tell it wasn’t the girls. “If I remember right, I got an invite…”

  I’d turned my head the moment that door opened, ready to hide things. “That you did…” I said with a smile. Lila approached slowly, sensually, no shirt or bra in sight, but with how dark it was, I could only tell she had a bulge in her pajama bottoms due to echolocation. I could see her beautiful form with my eyes though, her hard nipples conveying how much she loved the current view.

  Robin was barely cognizant, noticing that I’d stopped before he realized someone had come in and, but I started up again. After a quick greeting that was more a garbled series of vowels than anything, his head went back to the pillow.

  “Ah, I knew this would happen. If I leave you two alone, you’ll spend the whole night just trying to make Robin go insane, poor little thing…” Lila said as she got to the bed. Her hand found my husband’s face, gently pulling it on the other side from mine. As they kissed, I could feel Robin get tighter.

  He became more energetic, started shakily pushing himself back into me, wanting more. I obliged.

  After a nice kissing session I observed with pleasure, somehow finding a way to get harder, Lila pulled back, licking her lips. “Oh yeah, he’s well taken care of. Now, since he’s in no state to give you the reward you deserve for your hard work…”

  She got behind me before I could really do much. “Guess I’ll have to give you that big reward!” Something wet hit my backdoor, which started to tingle a bit.

  “Hum… what was that?” I asked, more curious than concerned.

  “Alien lube. Very, very good at lubricating and also, very aphrodisiac.” Holy fuck I could feel it already! Especially when Lila tested the waters with a questing finger, spreading the lubricant inside me. Whatever it touched tingled and I could already feel myself get more sensitive! I loved being bottom and had already prepped just in case the evening took us there. The ribbing had been more successful than anticipated.

  My hormones had already been pretty damn high, they found a new peak! I felt warmer yet shivered, my sensitivity raised up a notch, my breathing got heavier and my mind quite a bit more clouded!

  “Ooohhhh fuck…” I’d still been going slow into Robin but it became hard to maintain! Then, something fleshy hit my backside and started entering me! I gasped, and for some reason, so did Lila!

  “Oh boy, I think I’ll like having a dick…” Apparently, she got that amazing tactile along with the strapon! Especially since, even though it wasn’t shaped like a normal specimen? It sure as fuck felt like it was flesh and blood!

  My breathing got really hard and heavy! I still had my tail on because of the fucking weird integration thing, and it instinctively wrapped around Lila. As she pushed into me, every thrust feeling insanely good, I thrust into Robin, which also felt amazing. Attacked from both sides…

  Robin seemed to be enjoying my shivering, shaking and moans.

  I grabbed Robin diagonally across his chest with my right arm, my left holding us up, lifting his torso to mine, holding him close to me. When my face arrived at his neck, I bit!

  Not too hard, but in that possessive manner both of us enjoyed a lot. I needed the outlet since none of us slowed down through my orgasm! Even Robin pushed back on me, accelerating things, his mind almost completely gone and replaced with pure need.

  Lila was new to the whole dick thing, which became clear as she got real close, real fast! I didn’t mind, I was a bit out of mine at the moment. I felt her breasts on my back as she got real close to my ear, even as I was still biting Robin. She just said a single little sentence…

  “I chose canine…” … Before she thrust harder than before, plunging her full length, knot included!

  This would be a long night…