Chapter 25
Holly
Romival was reading the gobbledygook on the little blue screen of the med scanner.
It was a cross between a handheld bar code scanner and a bubble wand.
The handheld portion led into a ring that glowed like the one on the giant scanner but didn’t rotate or float.
It was dim at the moment because it wasn’t scanning, but the handheld portion that Romival was reading, his finger slowly scrolling through information she couldn’t decipher, did have a glowing screen.
She had no idea what it said. Admittedly, she was more focused on his face.
Romival had a soft smile, all three of his eyes were dreamy. It looked like he was reading a love letter. She didn’t understand a single written word, but he adored all of it.
“Is it that good?” She asked, stroking his chest gently.
“Look. You have erectile tissue too. Look how filled with blood it became,” he said, showing her the screen like it meant anything to her. But he was so excited that she could only nod and make appropriate noises as he continued pointing out her various body changes.
She felt like she was seeing part of Romival that few ever got to witness or appreciate.
He was genuinely excited by the science of her body’s arousal. Seeing the actual black and white proof of how he affected her, affected him in turn. She could see his cock jumping under the blanket, but he was grinning so brightly, almost innocently, as he described the sensitization of her nerves.
He was so happy. So excited. Like a guy getting a lap dance and a Valentine’s card from his fantasy girl at the same time. From a textual readout of her physiologic arousal response.
He was such a nerd, and it was so adorable.
A very sexy alien nerd.
Holly figured that Romival was going to be good in bed. Even if he couldn’t work his dick, she knew that his fingers and tongue could make up for it if he had to.
But not only was his dick big, he knew how to use it.
Those ridges had massaged her g-spot like a toy tailor made just for her.
Like he promised, he hadn’t pushed his knot into her, but she had felt the bulge of it knocking against her entrance.
She could just imagine how good it would feel to have it exerting pressure against the very same erectile tissue that he was talking about.
She had been scared of it before, but now she was curious. Romival had never hurt her, and she didn’t think he ever would, so if he said it would feel good…
She couldn’t imagine how it could possibly get better though.
Already, she was sleepy and dreamy, enjoying the afterglow of what they had done.
She was surprised to see his dick already starting to rise again.
She knew, from Peony bragging, that the domini had a quick turnaround time, but she really didn’t think it would be that fast.
“So beautiful,” Romival said, saving the reading with a reverent touch.
Holly couldn’t help it, she giggled. “Glad you like it.”
“I want another.”
“I mean, I won’t complain.”
“Right now?” He turned, immediately pushing her down, coming over her.
She blinked up at him, surprised. “Wh-? Really?”
“Let me have you again,” he insisted, flicking her hardening nipple.
Holly couldn’t compare this to her underwhelming first time having sex. Not only was Romival much bigger, and literally alien in form, but the hard climaxes he wrung from her body had left her sensitive and drained. She knew she was going to be sore later. She was already tender now.
But she also didn’t want to tell him no. She wanted more. Even if she was walking bow legged tomorrow, she wanted more.
“Don’t use your knot,” she murmured, reaching up for him.
Romival smirked as he lowered himself over her.
***
Holly was alone when she woke.
Somehow, she had managed to knock away the pillow under her head, so she was laid out flat on the bed. Still nude. The blankets around her waist. She wouldn’t call it hot in the room, but it was comfortably warm.
And when she opened her eyes, she discovered why.
The stained-glass overhead that had created such a lovely, grotto affect in the night, now with the morning sun, created a rainbow paradise.
The rain hadn’t stopped, of course not, but it was super light today and the sun easily shone through the cloud cover.
The entire room sparkled. The bed was awash in pink light, the door to the closet was in blue, the one to the bathroom in green, purple in some areas, yellow in others.
None of the shades clashed and all of it seemed to flow.
And as a result, she was warmed by the light, but not burned or blinded by it.
Laughing, delighted, she sat up in bed and looked around.
The spot where Romival must have been laying was still warm, so she knew he couldn’t have been gone for long.
Putting pressure on her pelvis by sitting made her wince. She was sore. But it was a good kind of sore.
Holly had sex with an alien, and she was weirdly okay with it.
After spending a few minutes enjoying the light show in the room, she finally yielded to the demands of her bladder and forced herself up from the bed.
Relieved and refreshed, Holly briefly considered putting her dirty clothes back on before deciding instead to just wrap the sheet from the bed around her body.
It trailed behind her in a train, like a silly gown, but it was easily removable, and she was hoping that maybe Romival would be open to some morning sexy fun times.
The day after the Seven Days Festival was as much a holiday as the day of. Like Christmas Eve and Day, the two were connected. So, she wasn’t worried about Romival having left her here alone to go to work.
She wasn’t sure where he was in his home, though.
She enjoyed the quiet and beauty of the building as she walked through, searching for him.
Aside from his bedroom, the rest of the house was still dim since it was beneath the canopy and the sunlight, while strong enough to penetrate the cloud cover, wasn’t enough to reach below the canopy.
But that was the standard. She had actually come to enjoy the cool dimness of the shadows beneath the canopy. It was like Calvitorum was two different cities.
She found her alien lover in his home office.
He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of loose fitting, pale gray pants that stained his lower body a similar color while his upper had turned the white of his surroundings.
His long hair was hanging free. He was standing, typing rapidly on a holo screen.
She didn’t know what he was doing, but she recognized that adoring look on his face.
Stepping up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his chest and placed a sweet kiss to his shoulder blade in greeting.
“Morning.”
“It is indeed,” he agreed warmly.
“What are you doing?”
“Logging the scans I got from you last night. Comparing them to your baseline scans from before. Want to see?”
He sounded so excited. Despite the fact that she had no idea what she was looking at, she happily came around to lean into his side as he showed her his data.
“Look at the differences,” he said, splitting the text into two columns. She recognized a few words, but it was still mostly too technical for her.
“How long have you been up?” She asked, rubbing her hands down his chest. Enjoying the lines of his muscles.
“Not long. I was going to make us food after I finished uploading the data to your file.”
“I have a whole file?”
“Of course.” He swiped through the holo display for a moment, then showed her the entire collection of things about her.
He had saved last night’s data scans under the anatomy section, but he also had sections for her likes, dislikes, one for love language, another for yoga, food preferences, Earth information, family history, personal history.
He had taken every single thing she told him and cataloged it like it was all of vital importance. It was incredibly sweet. There was even a section just for questions that he still wanted to ask but hadn’t had the chance yet.
Such a nerd. She couldn’t help but tease him.
“I’m starting to think you’re just with me for the research opportunity.”
Romival’s reaction was immediate and much stronger than she anticipated. Ignoring his combot, he turned, yanked her off her feet, then shoved her onto his desk, standing between her legs. The raise in height put her lips in easy reach of his hungry, consuming kiss.
Just as she hoped, he ripped the sheet away from her body, letting it fall between them as, with a growl of approval, he ran his fingers along her bared body.
“Lean back,” he ordered. “Wrap your legs around me.”
Holly gnawed her lip nervously but did as he said.
The new position lined up their pelvises perfectly allowing him to easily press his cock forward.
She hissed from the discomfort of the stretch on her sore muscles, but her legs tightened, encouraging him to go deeper.
Right until she felt the bulge of his heated knot at her entrance.
And she was crazy, because she wanted to ask him to push it in.
He didn’t, because he didn’t have her permission yet, but he began to rock into her. Slowly fucking her on his desk. Fulfilling at least one of her alien professor fantasies.
Groaning, he buried his face in her neck, gripping her hips with one hand, balancing his weight on the desk with the other as he moved faster.
Went harder. Holly gasped, panting, as her nails dug into his back, her other hand grabbing the edge of the desk in an effort to keep herself steady against the onslaught.
The rocking of the desk, the growl in his chest, it was too much.
She came with a cry and Romival’s movements stuttered, his growl turning into a roar as his own climax rocked his frame. She felt the heat of his cum inside her. The small splash that he said wasn’t enough to get her pregnant and only lived for a mark – just two hours.
She was still safe.